roommate katsuki! who is the star player on the college basketball team…and the guy you also happen to share an apartment with.
roommate katsuki! who didn’t speak to you for the first couple of weeks except for an occasional ‘hey’ when you bump into each other late at night.
roommate katsuki! who steals your plush blanket from the couch, claiming it’s more comfortable to sleep with at night.
roommate katsuki! who starts waiting up for you every night, playing it off as watching game film or studying plays.
roommate katsuki! who gets a little too superstitious when one of his teammates come over and make it a point to speak with you. (or look, for that matter)
roommate katsuki! who has an insane attraction to you, but keeps it to himself in fear of making things awkward between you two.
roommate katsuki! who lied and told you he had someone coming over just for your reaction. only to be pissed off entirely when you don’t come home at all.
roommate katsuki! who insists on you coming to his next game. leaving you his away jersey to wear, name plastered in big, bold font across the back. letting everyone know who exactly gave it to you.
roommate katsuki! who would never admit he cares, but somehow your favorite food and drinks appear at your bedroom door after a rough day at work. “wonder what idiot did that.” he grumbles when confronted about where they came from.
roommate katsuki! who purposely leaves things in your room just for a reason to come back. whether it’s his charger, laptop, or even something such as his underwear he “accidentally” dropped while putting away your laundry.
roommate katsuki! who starts showing up after your shift at the campus cafe to bring you home. …just in case any of the dumbasses around get ideas and mistake you for theirs instead of his.
roommate katsuki! who walks in on you showering one night and doesn’t leave right away, eyes scanning over every crevice of your skin, even ones you can’t see yourself, before finally leaving with a small huff of “fuck. my bad.” and quickly slamming the door shut.
roommate katsuki! who spends days on end replaying the image of you in the shower, burned into the back of his brain. leaving no room for thoughts of basketball, classes, or anything else.
roommate katsuki! who finally loses all composure when he comes home late one night, completely and utterly exhausted from the day he’s had. only to find you in nothing but a small t-shirt and your very tight, very thin underwear.
roommate katsuki! who takes you right there. months of lingering tension finally easing with every snap of his hips. messy. filthy. but oh, such sweet things whispered into your ear.
roommate katsuki! who can’t get enough of you after that. every chance he gets, he’s touching you. kissing you. making love to you.
roommate katsuki! who sure as hell doesn’t remember why you ever had separate bedrooms in the first place.
an: this is way diff from my usual but i made an smau ab this on tiktok and felt this was needed as well so:))
synopsis: you accidentally get added to the wrong class group chat during the start of the second semester (a class you aren’t even taking), but the people in it are weirdly entertaining so you decide to stay. what’s the worst that could happen?
⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ chapter summary: you wake in the morning to find two familiar figures asleep in your living room, then you learn a thing or two about what happened the night before
content: smau, college!au, eventual poly!krbk x reader, reader has a name (we don’t use y/n in this house)
thinking about kirishima asking you for help dyeing his hair red once his roots start to show and you’re sitting on the bathroom counter while he’s in between your legs caging you in with his arms and he keeps fucking staring at you
synopsis: you accidentally get added to the wrong class group chat during the start of the second semester (a class you aren’t even taking), but the people in it are weirdly entertaining so you decide to stay. what’s the worst that could happen?
⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ chapter summary: after another successful performance, you and the gang go out to celebrate. however you had a liiiittle too much to drink….
content: smau, college!au, eventual poly!krbk x reader, reader has a name (we don’t use y/n in this house)
NOTE: this chapter has a written section at the end—please read it!
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The night air was cooler than you expected, a refreshing sensation after being surrounded by warm bodies all night.
It hit your cheeks the second the three of you stumbled out of the bar, Kirishima laughing at something you’d said under your breath, Bakugo walking a half-step behind you with his signature scowl etched on his face.
“I’m fine,” you announced, very confidently before immediately stepping sideways.
Kirishima caught your elbow before you could smack into a street sign. “Totally fine,” he said, grinning. “Careful Sparks—you’re gonna run into something.”
You looked up at him, eyes bright and unfocused, and burst into giggles. “You’re so nice.”
He blinked. “Huh?”
“You,” you said, poking him lightly in the chest. “You’re nice. Like—annoyingly nice, in a good way.”
From behind you, Bakugo snorted. “Annoying’s the only accurate part of that sentence.”
You gasped dramatically and turned toward him too fast, wobbling. “And you.”
Bakugou’s brows drew together. “What about me?”
“You act all mean,” you said, pointing at him with the seriousness of someone delivering a courtroom verdict, “but you’re not.”
His face twisted. “I am mean.”
“No,” you insisted, giggling again when Kirishima steadied you by the shoulders. “You’re… secretly nice.”
From over your head, Kirishima locked eyes with Bakugo and a knowing smile appeared on his face, but he kept his mouth shut as his thumbs gently rubbed the skin where his hands still lay.
"You know...what Kaminari said...to me one time?" Your voice was practically slurred at this point; however, that didn't stop you as you continued to sway back and forth.
Bakugo clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Tch, whatever that idiot said is probably—"
"He said that you're a big ol' softie once you get to know people."
That shut him up.
"And I...didn't believe him at first, but..." You swallowed the lump in your throat. "Then I had that whole episode in the library in front of you—sorry again about that, heh—and you were just so...so patient with me and didn't invalidate my feelings, and I know sometimes I can be too much but it didn't feel like that when I was with you y'know?"
Bakugo looked away first, jaw tight, hands shoved deep into his pockets. “Dumbass,” he muttered. “No idea what the hell you’re talking about.”
“I mean it,” you mumbled. “I know we only got close recently, but… I’m really happy you guys are my friends. You make things feel easier.”
Kirishima’s expression gentled immediately and his hand slid more securely around your arm. Then you tried to take another step and nearly folded at the knees. Thankfully, his fast reflexes kicked in and he tugged you back upright
“Alright, that’s enough of that," Bakugo said irritably.
“I’m walking,” you protested.
“Yeah like a baby deer.”
Kirishima laughed, but Bakugou was already nodding toward you. “Carry her.”
Kirishima's eyes widened as he pointed at himself. “What? Me?”
"Well I ain't fucking carry her," Bakugo snapped. "With how drunk she is, she might throw up on me."
“I can walk,” you insisted, though you were currently holding onto Kirishima’s sleeve with both hands.
Bakugo stepped closer, eyes narrowed as he gazed down at you. “You can barely stand dummy.”
You smiled up at him. “You’re worried about me.”
“I’m worried about my car if you throw up in it.”
“You care,” you sang.
Bakugo’s face went red. “Kirishima.”
“Okay, okay, okay! I'm on it,” Kirishima said with a shit-eating grin on his face. He crouched slightly and dipped his head down to look at you, big red eyes locking onto yours. “You okay if I carry you?”
You nodded immediately, arms already lifting. “Yes please.”
His smile softened. “C’mere then.”
A second later, he had you scooped up against his chest like it was nothing. You let out a delighted laugh, looping your arms around his neck as the world tilted comfortably.
“Oh my god,” you whispered, awed. “You’re strong.”
Kirishima laughed. “I would hope so. That’s kinda my whole thing.”
Bakugo walked ahead, keys already in hand, but you caught the way he glanced back a few times. “You better not drop her,” he snapped. "I'm not dealing with her drunk and injured."
You rested your cheek against Kirishima's shoulder, still smiling as Bakugo unlocked the car. “You guys are my favorites,” you mumbled.
“Yeah, yeah. Get in before I change my mind and leave you both here," Bakugo grumbled, though with less bite than usual, and opened the back door. But despite all his moaning and groaning, his hand instinctively came up to rest over the rim of his car, preventing your head from hitting against it as Kirishima gently settled you down onto the leather seats.
“Comfy, Sparks?” Kirishima asked sweetly, reaching over you to buckle your seatbelt in. “Do you want me to ride with you back here or you think you’ll be okay?”
“I’ll b’fine,” I mumbled, head lolling forward as my eyes began to droop. It was that time of night where your entire system came crashing down after the effects of the alcohol. “Just…tell Bakugo not to drive like a maniac again.”
You heard him scoff from outside the car before his hand reached in and yanked Kirishima back, causing him to let out a loud yelp. “If you puke on my leather dummy I’m kicking you to the curb.”
With another roll of his eyes, Bakugo shut the door, surprisingly gentle for how abrasive he usually is. As the car rumbled to life a few seconds later, you leaned your head against the window and allowed your body to relax, soothed by the rhythmic movement of the car and the familiar voices of the two people in front of you.
the next chapter of oops wrong chat has a written section and mind you i havent written anything in MONTHS and i keep going back and rereading it and hating everything
synopsis: you accidentally get added to the wrong class group chat during the start of the second semester (a class you aren’t even taking), but the people in it are weirdly entertaining so you decide to stay. what’s the worst that could happen?
⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ chapter summary: you find yourself always around them now
content: smau, college!au, eventual poly!krbk x reader, reader has a name (we don’t use y/n in this house)
synopsis: you accidentally get added to the wrong class group chat during the start of the second semester (a class you aren’t even taking), but the people in it are weirdly entertaining so you decide to stay. what’s the worst that could happen?
⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ chapter summary: wherever kirishima is, bakugo is not too far away….
content: smau, college!au, eventual poly!krbk x reader, reader has a name (we don’t use y/n in this house)
synopsis: you accidentally get added to the wrong class group chat during the start of the second semester (a class you aren’t even taking), but the people in it are weirdly entertaining so you decide to stay. what’s the worst that could happen?
⤷ ゛ ˎˊ˗ chapter summary: after a long-awaited and valid crash out, you receive some reassurance from the last person you would ever expect
content: smau, college!au, eventual poly!krbk x reader, reader has a name (we don’t use y/n in this house)
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