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ĖĖš¢Ö“ą»ā in which your pro hero boyfriend refuses to accept that you didnāt get him in a blind box and proceeds to fix it in the most katsuki way possible
ź° star speaks ź± ā® this drabble is literally based off of the dream i had of bakugo last night. . . and yes, it happened exactly like this (āą²”Ļą²”ā)
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you donāt think much of it at first when you spot the display near the counter, just a small stand filled with brightly colored boxes stacked neatly in rows, each one printed with chibi versions of pro heroes that you recognize immediately, and your steps slow without you realizing it as your eyes land on one very specific name.
great explosion murder god dynamight.
your heart does a small, embarrassing flip.
youāre already reaching for one before you can stop yourself, turning the little box in your hands as you read the label, your brows pulling together in curiosity as you realize you canāt actually see which one is inside.
āblind box,ā you mumble under your breath, tilting your head as you shake it lightly. āso you donāt know which one youāre gettingā¦ā
thatās kind of fun.
and thatās how you end up standing at the counter with six of them.
you tell yourself itās reasonable.
itās not.
sooner or later, once back at home, katsuki finds you sitting cross legged on the floor of the living room, surrounded by torn packaging and small plastic figures laid out neatly in front of you like some kind of ritual, your full attention locked onto them as if nothing else in the world exists.
he pauses at the doorway, one brow raising slowly.
āā¦the hell are you doing?ā
you donāt even look up right away, too busy staring at the last unopened box in your hands like it personally offended you.
āwait,ā you mutter, more to yourself than him. āthis is the last oneā¦ā
he steps in anyway, boots heavy against the floor as he walks closer, arms crossing over his chest as he looks down at the mess. āyou bought a bunch of junk.ā
you finally look up at him, eyes narrowing slightly. āitās not junk, itās merch.ā
he clicks his tongue. āsame shit.ā
hypocrite.
you ignore him completely as you tear open the last box, your movements quick with anticipation before you pull the small figure out and freeze.
your shoulders slump at the sight. āyouāve gotta be kidding me.ā
katsuki leans slightly, glancing down at the lineup in front of you with mild disinterest. āwhat you damn pouting for?ā
you gesture dramatically at the figures like it should be obvious. ālook!ā
he does.
thereās two of deku, one shoto, one red riot, and two lemillion.
katsuki simply blinks. āā¦and? are they supposed to start dancing or what?ā
you stare at him like he just personally insulted you.
āand?ā you repeat, your voice rising slightly. ākatsuki, i bought six boxes!ā
āyeah. i can count.ā
āand i didnāt get you!ā
he stares at you for a second, then at the figures again, then back at you. āyouāre mad about that?ā
āyes,ā you say immediately, like itās the most obvious thing in the world.
your boyfriend lets out a short, disbelieving scoff, dragging a hand down his face. āyou spent money on random shit and youāre pissed you didnāt get the one you wanted, unbelievable.ā
āthatās the point of blind boxes,ā you argue, pointing at the empty packaging around you. āyou donāt know what youāre getting, thatās what makes it fun.ā
he narrows his eyes at you. āthatās fucking stupid.ā
you gasp softly, clearly offended. āitās not stupid, itās exciting, kats!ā
āitās a damn scam. youāre getting scammed.ā
you huff, crossing your arms as you glance back down at the figures, your lips forming a small pout. ādeku is supposed to be the rare one,ā you mutter. āand i got two of him. two! and not a single dynamight.ā
katsukiās gaze flicks to the two identical figures. āso you got the rare one of that damn nerd deku twice?ā
āyes.ā
āand yet youāre still whining like the brat that you are.ā
ābecause i didnāt get you!ā you glare at him.
katsuki rolls his eyes at that, rolling his shoulders slightly as he looks away like the whole conversation is beneath him.
ātch. idiot.ā
you blink. āexcuse me?!ā
he gestures vaguely at the figures on the floor. āiām one of a kind,ā he says flatly. āyouāre not gonna pull me out of some cheap box.ā
cocky bastard.
you stare at him for a second, then hum softly, your pout deepening just a little as you tilt your head, an idea crossing your mind.
āyeah⦠i guess.ā
he doesnāt notice the shift in your tone.
not yet.
you pick up one of the deku figures, turning it in your fingers with fake consideration.
āmaybe they just didnāt bother making you,ā you say lightly, your voice soft and innocent as you glance up at him. ālike maybe youāre not popular enough for it.ā
thereās a pause.
a very quiet pause.
katsukiās head snaps toward you slowly, his eyes narrowing into a sharp glare. āwhat the hell did you just say?ā
āwhat? iām just saying. they made deku rare, so maybe they justāā you blink at him, all wide eyes and confusion.
āyeah no, i heard you.ā his jaw tightens.
you shrug lightly, looking back down at the figures like it doesnāt matter. āitās fine,ā you add casually. āi mean, i already have the real you, right? i donāt need a keychain.ā
that should have fixed it.
it doesnāt.
katsuki stares at you for a long second, something unreadable flickering in his expression before he clicks his tongue sharply and turns on his heel. āwhatever.ā
you watch him walk out, the front door slamming shut behind him with enough force to rattle the walls.
you stare at the door for a second then you look down at the figures in front of you and you smile just a little.
hook, line, and sinker.
katsuki was gone for a while.
long enough that you almost start to wonder if you pushed too far.
almost.
then after hours, the door swings open again without warning, and you look up just in time to see katsuki step inside, arms full of something.
boxes.
a lot of boxes.
you blink. ākats?ā
he doesnāt answer right away, just walks in and drops them all onto the floor in front of you with a heavy thud, the cardboard shifting and stacking messily as they settle.
you stare at them silently.
thereās no way.
āwhat is this? where did you go?ā
katsuki crosses his arms, looking down at you like this is the most obvious thing in the world. āthere,ā he says bluntly. ānow youāve got dynamight.ā
you stare at him, then at the boxes, then back at him. āthese are⦠the blind boxes?ā
ātch. yeah! what the hell do they look like?!ā
āyou canāt be sure thereās a dynamight one in there.ā
āi am sure, damn it!ā
you blink slowly. āhow?ā
katsuki clicks his tongue, clearly annoyed that youāre even asking. āi found where they make āem.ā
you freeze. āexcuse mā you what?!ā
āthe damn factory,ā he continues like itās nothing, jerking his chin slightly. ātold āem to give me the dynamight ones.ā
you stare at him, your brain struggling to catch up.
āyou told them...ā
āyeah.ā
āto give you the dynamight ones.ā
āyeah.ā
you sit there for a second, then gesture helplessly at the entire pile. āwhich one?ā
he looks at you like you just asked the dumbest question possible.
āall of āem.ā
your mouth falls open slightly. ākatsukiāā
ādo whatever the hell you want with āem,ā he cuts you off, already turning away as if the conversation is over. āput āem in your bags, your shelves, your damn closet, i donāt care.ā
you blink at him. āyou bought all of these for me?ā
ātook them.ā
ākatsuki bakugo! you stormed in there and stole them?!ā
katsuki looked at you almost offended. āi am one of the heroes they make plastic toys of! the hell you mean i stole them?! i asked for them, brat!ā
āokay, daddy chill. you just made it sound like you just stole them.ā
āthe fuck did you just call me?!ā
you ignored him as you stared at the mountain of boxes again, then back at him, your lips twitching despite yourself.
āyouāre insane. i love you so much.ā
he scoffs, not even bothering to deny it. āyouāre the one whining over cheap plastic⦠tch⦠and i love you too.ā
you pick up one of the boxes slowly, turning it in your hands before glancing up at him with a small, amused smile.
āI still cannot believe you really went to the factory⦠hell, i cannot believe you even found the factory!ā
katsuki merely shrugs, like itās nothing. āhad to fix your damn whining.ā
āyouāre obsessed with me,ā you teased as you bit back a laugh, shaking your head slightly as you look down at the box again.
he doesnāt respond, but you can feel his eyes on you, sharp and steady.
and when you finally open one of the boxes and see the small chibi version of him staring back at you, you canāt help the quiet smile that spreads across your face.
āahhhhā ohmygoodnesslookathim! i love him so much! look at him, kats! itās like a baby version of you in your hero costume! this is staying with me wherever i go forever and forever!ā
katsuki watches it happen, his expression shifting just slightly, something satisfied settling in his chest as he looks away.
ātch,ā he mutters under his breath. ādamn right.ā
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