just a smol katsuki x reader bc i wanted to
Y/N had just come back from her parents’ house after staying the day. She was supposed to stay the night, but, a fight broke out between her brother and mother, causing disaster through the house.
It was a stupid fight, something about him not doing anything except play video games all day. Y/N’s father got involved and then it was an all-out screaming match. Y/N tried to stop the fight, telling them that they didn’t have to yell, but that just got her in trouble. She then yelled at her parents and told them she was leaving to go back to the dorms, to which her parents yelled a “fine!” back, which resulted in her grabbing her back and slamming the door.
Now Y/N stood in front of Katsuki Bakugo’s dorm room, backpack in hand. She didn’t know why she was there. It was pretty late for her to be arriving at the school dormitories considering it was a little past midnight. She could have gone back to her room, but when she stepped inside, she couldn’t deal with it. So now she was on the other side of the building.
She raised her hand and knocked softly on the door. A few seconds later, the door opened and revealed a disheveled, tired, and slightly annoyed looking Bakugo.
“What the hell do you w-” his eyes widened when he saw no one at eye level, so he shifted his gaze down and saw Y/N standing, a helpless look on her face. She was clad in grey joggers and a long-sleeved crop top, light blue backpack in her hand. From what he could tell, she just came back.
“Oh- you’re back,” Bakugo stated, slightly confused. “Why so late?”
Y/N opened her mouth, but then closed it and looked down at the ground.
“I just wanted to come back tonight. Sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you,” she said softly, a bit embarrassed. She didn’t even know why she was there.
If Bakugo had learned anything about the girl in the past few months of being friends with her, it was when she was upset about something.
“What’s wrong?” his gruff voice was raspy and not at all welcoming, but Y/N knew he was being gentle with her.
“I’m-” she sighed. “My parents were fighting with me and my brother. They were just yelling for some stupid reason and then I get caught in the middle of it. I’m feeling all panicky for some reason and I know I won’t be able to fall asleep- I’m sorry,” she apologized again.
Bakugo shook his head. If anyone knew how complicated families were, it was him. He was always fighting with his mother. It’s not that he didn’t love her, but family, in general, was just frustrating sometimes.
He stepped to the side and opened the door a little wider. “Do you wanna come inside?”
She nodded her head ever so slightly, so he opened the door a bit more and stepped inside, looking behind to see if she was following him. She was standing there for a few seconds before she took a deep breath and walked into the room. Bakugo took the bag from her hand and set it next to his on the small hook on his door.
“You can sleep here if you want,” his rough voice told her, sliding into the full-sized bed and scooting over to the wall so she could lie down. Y/N looked at him, then at the bed, and then at the door. What was she doing?
Bakugo clearly got tired of Y/N’s indecisiveness and sat up, grabbing her hands and pulling her onto the bed adorned with dark green sheets. He pulled the blanket over the two and turned to face the wall.
“Tomorrow’s Saturday. Do you want me to wake you up early so the guys don’t find you in here?” Bakugo asked. He didn’t want to invade her privacy and he didn’t want the guys to think anything was up.
“Sure, only if you want to though,” she faced the opposite direction of him. Bakugo hummed in response.
“Thanks, Katuski. Good night,” Y/N said. She was only met by the sound of soft snoring. She smiled to herself and pulled the blankets higher, curling up into a small ball.
What was she doing? She had never been this close to a guy in her life. Why was she even in his room? She could have gone to Ochako or Momo, but she was here, in Katsuki Bakugo’s bed of all places.
Thoughts swam through her mind as she recalled what her parents were yelling at her about. Even though the argument was pointless, the words still hurt.
“You’re so disrespectful!”
She snapped out of her thoughts when she felt movement behind her, followed by a small grunt. Her face heated up when she remembered she was in the same bed as Katsuki. Suddenly, an arm curled around her waist.
Her eyes widened and her breathing stopped momentarily as she turned her head to Bakugo, who was seemingly still sound asleep. He pulled her closer to his body and she nearly melted when her cold body met his warm skin. His body was extremely warm, probably a result of his quirk. His chest heaved. She glanced down to see that her shirt had risen, exposing her stomach to the cool air. Katsuki’s fingers trailed across her naval and stilled at the bottom of the black shirt.
The young girl took a breath. Other than the soft pads of his fingers rubbing circles against her skin, he showed no signs of consciousness. His touch was gentle and slow. Under any other circumstances, she would have been asleep in minutes. But sleep was the last thing on her mind.
There was no doubt that Y/N liked Katsuki. Yes, she had found him attractive, but it wasn’t just that. He was actually surprisingly kind to her, the two had become close friends in the matter of a few days. His hot-headedness was balanced with her kind demeanor, making the two well fit to be friends. Though it wasn’t until the sports festival that she had realized her feelings for him.
She didn’t know it, but Katsuki liked Y/N as well.
Y/N was so deep in thought, she hadn’t realized Katsuki’s hand was under her shirt and rubbing her skin softly. She quickly glanced over her shoulder at the boy, only to be met by burning crimson eyes staring right back at her. The corners of his lips turned upwards slightly and he slowly blinked.
“Hard time falling asleep?” He asked while his hand continued to caress her skin.
Y/N couldn’t breathe.
Bakugo turned and pulled her close to him, her face pressed up against his toned chest. She let out a shaky breath as the hand that was on her stomach shifted to her lower back. Her head was spinning now with so many questions. What was this? Was she just misunderstanding the situation? It wasn’t until fingers ran up and down her spine that her train of thought stopped.
He placed his head in the crook of her neck and let his lips graze the sensitive skin there. She shuddered at the feeling.
“Katsu-”
He looked apologetically at her quivering body and sighed.
“I’m sorry. I could just feel your sadness and I had to do something-”
Y/N shook her head. “It’s fine,” she said in a whisper, tracing the small designs on his shirt.
“Katsuki,” her voice was so soft, so timid. “Do you,” she paused, trying to collect herself. “Do you like me?” she whispered, and Bakugo was positive if there was any other noise in the room he wouldn’t have heard her.
His answer was short and simple. He didn’t want to scare her away or give her a complicated answer. Bakugo was always one to cut to the point and be straightforward.
A small smile rested on the girls face. “I like you too.”
Katsuki grinned and placed a hand on her cheek, making her look up at him. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
If it was anyone else, he wouldn’t have been so gentle. But because of what she was feeling at the moment and the type of person she was, he treated her with complete and utter kindness.
A blush dusted Y/N’s cheeks and she buried her face in Bakugo’s chest. He chuckled softly and hugged her tightly.
“Good night, angel face.”
The nickname just made her cheeks grow redder and she squealed in embarrassment.
The sun was red and barely peaking over the horizon when Kirishima and Kaminari were sitting downstairs on the couch as they lazily stared at their phones.
“Hey guys,” Jiro said as she walked into the room. “Y/N’s supposed to be back soon, right?”
“I thought she was back last night,” Kirishima said, looking up from his phone.
“She’s not in her room though?” Jiro said, confused.
“Let’s go look for her,” Kaminari said, getting up from the couch.
A few minutes later, Uraraka, Jiro, Kirishima, Kaminari, and Midoriya were awake and looking for Y/N. They checked the girl’s dorm rooms to see if she was in any of them, but she wasn’t.
“I’m gonna go ask Bakugo if he knows where she is,” Kirishima said, walking up the stairs.
“Good idea, if anything he’ll probably know.”
Kirishima and Kaminari walked down the hallway and knocked on Bakugo’s door.
“Hey, Bakugo! Wake up! We can find Y/N!”
The two impatient teens opened the door and saw Bakugo wide awake, giving his friends a death glare.
Bakugo lay in his bed, Y/N huddled in his chest, sound asleep.
“Tell anyone about this and you’re both dead.”
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