pro hero! katsuki bakugo who gets offended when his spoiled girlfriend tries to pay
you didn’t think you would ever meet a guy who would put up with your spoiled, princess nonsense.
your parents gave you everything you wanted and needed when you were growing up. but you always thought you would grow out of it, or more so, there would never be someone out there to meet your lifestyle.
then you met katsuki bakugo.
he was rough, rude, abrasive and like a grenade ready to be set off at any moment. not what you had imagined as a boyfriend when you were growing up.
but what most people didn’t see was that he was also doting, loving, and so obsessed with you it was like he was a completely different person. the moment he saw you, he had to have you.
and you would be lying if you said you didn’t want the pro hero as bad as he did right when you locked eyes in the line of a local cafe.
not to mention when he noticed you were used to the finer things, he caught on quickly and spoiled you absolutely rotten.
it started with a big bouquet of your favorite flowers sent to your apartment every week so that your vase was never empty, with a sweet message on a notecard.
after it was cooking for you every single time you had a dinner date at his apartment, and gradually grew to keeping an entire girly dresser at his place for when you slept over so you could feel at home.
bakugo insisted on driving you everywhere and take you on the most spontaneous shopping trips. never leaving until you picked something from every single store you wanted to visit.
then it became a big, beautiful diamond on your finger as a promise ring on your one year anniversary to which he promised he would replace with an engagement ring soon.
safe to say, katsuki bakugo loved you, his beautiful but spoiled princess of a girlfriend.
but a comment made to you by one of your coworkers had you rethinking everything.
“that poor guy is gonna be broke soon because of you.” she mentioned with no hint of amusement. you look down at your coffee with a worried face and deep down, you felt like shit.
you felt like a leech, like a gold digger, and now that someone else poked holes into your loving relationship, it was making you over think everything.
but you didn’t mean for katsuki to spend so much on you. and you most definitely didn’t want to drain him. you were absolutely obsessed with your boyfriend and he could’ve been broke yet you still would be madly in love with him. bakugo was everything you ever dreamed about.
they didn’t know about the quiet and private moments you both had. the dates where you both just ordered take out and chilled in your pjs, pulling an all nighter, watching his favorite movies. or when you visited his parents, whom adored you, and every time was spent with you entertaining his mom, or helping his dad in the kitchen while you make him laugh with stories.
or the nights where he walked into your apartment all bloodied from a difficult and long hero mission and you had to patch him up. you cooked his favorite food, cuddled with him and talked the night away because he could only sleep with you beside him and your voice in the background.
but even after everything, that one comment was stuck in your head.
you didn’t deserve a guy like him.
so that’s what led you to the present.
katsuki had picked you up from work and treated you to a nice dinner, despite your objections and telling him that you would be happy to just eat at home. he acted like he didn’t hear them.
after the dinner, he takes you to your favorite store where on the mannequin, in the glass display, was the coat you had been wanting for months. you always pointed it out on commercials and magazines, to which you boyfriend quickly took notice of.
“it’s the brown one right, sweets?” katsuki asks you as he was in the middle of telling an associate to bring out the coat. you slowly nod, a guilty look pressed on your face.
you wanted to stop him, and kept pulling on his arm to exit the store but obviously your muscled pro hero boyfriend was much stronger than you.
as the associate places the coat in the store’s nice gift box, you kept playing with your nail as you see the final price plastered on the pin pad. your eyes widen and you notice katsuki nonchalantly reaching for his wallet in his jacket pocket, the number not even phasing him.
you nudge him with your hip so he’s knocked off balance and take out your own little wallet, which ironically bakugo bought you with the matching purse, and remove your credit card, easing toward the pad.
you feel your boyfriend stiffen and slap your hand away, “the fuck you think you’re doin’, woman?”
you pout, “baby, this coat is way too much, and you already paid for dinner. i can get it. i’m the one who’s gonna wear it anyway.”
bakugo scoffs and has a pure look of offense on his face that was actually so adorable. he was genuinely pissed that you dared to take your card out. and you knew that the cashier was probably feeling awkward as hell.
“i don’t care if i already paid for dinner. you’ve been wantin’ this coat since forever. i’m gettin’ it for you.” he pushes your hands away from the pin pad like a little kid.
“no! i can pay for things! i don’t want you going broke over me!” you roll your eyes.
bakugo looks over at the associate who just stood there. he pins your arms down on the counter and taps his card on the screen, the pad making a small noise signaling it was approved. you deflate as the box was placed in the shopping bag and your boyfriend takes it quickly. his hand still on yours, he pulls you out of the store.
as you approached his car, he opens the passenger door for you, and you slowly get in, bag in hand. he slams the door and quickly gets into the driver’s seat. his hands go on the steering wheel like muscle memory as you both sat in silence for a couple of minutes.
“baby..” you start as you technically did cause a little scene in the store, though it wasn’t intentional.
katsuki shakes his head. “what the fuck was that?”
“i’m sorry, it’s just, i feel bad that you’re constantly paying for me. i’m like bleeding you dry.”
“bleedin’ me dry? baby, i’ve always paid for you. where the fuck is this comin’ from?” katsuki turns to face you, and there was no smiling, just genuine concern.
you tuck your head down and play with a strand of your hair. “a girl at work said that you’re gonna go broke because of me and it made me feel like shit. like i don’t want you to think i’m a brat that just wants your money.”
your boyfriend hums. “let me guess, that stupid receptionist?”
you nod.
he mirrors your nod but then ponders for a minute.
katsuki rolled his eyes at how stupid your coworker was but lets out a little chuckle. “i mean you are a brat. but you’re my brat.” he takes your hand in his, intertwining it over the console.
“kats…” you whine at the nickname as it was only proving your point. his thumb softly caressed the back of your hand.
“i know you’re not some girl who’s only interested in my money. you’re my girl. the one who’s been there for me through so much shit and you’re the most loyal person i know. i know i’m not the easiest boyfriend there is and yet you still love me and look at me like i’m worth somethin’. i buy you things because i can afford it and a girl like you deserves to be taken care of. i fuckin’ love you, sweets, that’s why i buy you everythin’”
his words, his expression, his touch. all of it overwhelmed you to the point where you teared up a little. katsuki was a man of few words sometimes, but to you, his words made you melt and feel like the most special girl in the world.
“i love you.” you whisper before kissing him deeply. you had to retract quickly before it ended up moving to the back seat. which was always fun, but he had a big bed for that. something you would take advantage of later.
katsuki kissed your lips one more time before turning the key and starting the ignition. his hand remaining firmly on your thigh as the other stayed on the wheel to drive.
“i love you too, sweets. but next time you stop me from buyin’ you something or listen to that stupid ass receptionist, i’m bitin’ your arm off.” katsuki warns you and squeezes your though.
you giggle and happily admire the bag in which your gorgeous designer coat was being held in. “thank you for my coat, kats.” you tap your chin before hugging his arm as he continued driving. “do you think you could buy me the matching heels at that giant department store in the mall, baby?”
katsuki just chuckles before quickly entering the mall onto the gps, his arm going back onto your thigh. “whatever you want, sweets.”
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