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[bee2124]

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[mmif1y-m0]

do you suki kats or does he baku go for you

BYE he baku stays and I suki him ofc

[mmif1y-m0]

The Perfect Morning

Word count: 315

Summary: a morning with your bf

Pairings: (Bakugo x gn!reader)

note: this is my first time ever writing a fanfic! Please let me know if you have any advice or ideas of what I should write!

You're in the bathroom with a bird's nest for hair, relieving yourself when Bakugo barges in with a spatula in hand.

"Kats. I'm on the toilet."

"..So? Like that's ever stopped me from seeing your face. You want maple syrup or chocolate syrup on your pancakes?"

He grunts, he's wearing that bright orange apron with cute bear patterns you'd bought him earlier that week —even though he'd been very adamant on not wearing some stupid cloth getting in his way, yet he stands with it on.

You melt inwardly — your heart florrishing with warmth.

Bakugo would rather die than admit that he finds it cute when you surprise him with thoughtful gifts, or when you attempt to help him around the house yet always ending up snacking on the couch with your cat, Yuki.

"Well?"

He waits for a response, his gaze softening as he stares at your drowsy concentrated face, like you're making the hardest decision of your life.

"Do we have honey?" "We ran out, ya' finished it with those rice cakes last week, remember?"

"Oh. Then maple syrup please."

He leaves to go prep your breakfast like the perfectionist he is, precise and practical at everything — including his cooking because it's for you, of course.

You both sit at the dining table, the warm morning peaceful while Yuki purrs on his lap. He tells you about work — something about the agency, some idiot got his documents mixed up and Kirishima had to hold him back from attacking the poor boy he had to spend 2 whole hours rearranging them. "...Could've been at home by that time, here with you. That newbie — maybe I'll add 3 extra shifts for him this week."

Bakugo buries his face into your hair, clinging to you even while eating, he's like the honey to your pancakes, melting into your arms and stuck by your side, but neither of you would have it any other way.