Summary: in which katsuki bakugo notices your distances and can’t figure out why.── ⟢ ・⸝⸝
Pairing: bf!bakugo x shy!reader
Disclaimers: fluff, established relationship, age gap (2 years)
A/N: i don’t like this one that much as the first one lol. sorry i’ve been working and preparing for other things! i’m still new to all of this so i am still trying to figure out how to work on here lol. also i didn’t expect the last one to have that many likes (that’s a lot to me 😌). please excuse any grammar or spelling errors, thank you!! ♡♡♡
ꫂ ၴႅၴ bakugo stares at you, like he’s analyzing every detail about you. your hair isn’t styled the way it usually is and hasn’t been for a couple days now. the clothes you wear have gotten more baggy and bland, not the colorful ones you usually wear.
he watches you pick at your food while you sit at your desk looking over some homework. the first day it started happening he obviously noticed; bakugo notices everything.
“oi, what’s wrong?” bakugo props up on your bed waiting for your response but only gets a sigh and a head shake. for the past three days he’d asked you the same question. “bullshit. you’ve been mopping around for the past couple of days and you expect me not to notice?” he gets up from his spot on your bed and makes his way over to you.
spinning your hello kitty chair around to face him, bakugo grabs the handles and traps you. his face was full of concern and worry. you’re never like this. of course you’re shy but you still have a bubbly personality! now, you look up at him with dark circles under your eyes and barley any spark in them.
finally speaking more than one word, “i’m just tired. especially with all the homework.” bakugo ain’t stupid. he knows you’re lying to him. there’s something wrong that isn’t tiredness or homework. bakugo squints his eyes but neither less lets it go for now.
later that night he texts the one person who might can help him; kirishima.
| do you know anything about girls?
| answer the damn question kirishima.
bakugo describes to kirishima how you’ve been acting only to get a reply: yeah i have no idea man. just buy her some flowers and food. bakugo grits his teeth. he knew he shouldn’t have asked him, but bakugo takes his advise and buys you a pink and white bouquet of flowers the next day.
it is saturday morning when bakugo showed up to your house, holding the flowers kirishima told him to get and a box of your favorite sweet. this is so out of character of him but he loves you and would do anything for you.
when you open the your front door, it shocks you to see your, usually, feral boyfriend holding flowers in his hands. your brows shot up instantly, “umm… katsuki, what is going on?”
bakugo huffs awkwardly. this is totally out of his comfort zone. “is it wrong to get my girl flowers for once?” with a small chuckle you take the flowers from him and making sure to give a fat smooch on his cheek.
you welcome him inside then make your way to the kitchen to fill a vase of water so you can put the new pretty flowers in. bakugo watches you walk away. you are still wearing baggy clothes and have dark circles. seeing the flowers though made a small light comeback to them.
he makes his way up to your room and opens the door. it was a train wreck. chip bags laying on the floor and on your nightstand, empty drink bottles on the floor, and to top it all off it looks like a tornado of clothes just destroyed your room. bakugo feels a tug on his sleeve. his head whips around to see you trying to pull him away.
“c’mon let’s sit on the couch. my room is a mess and i don’t want you seeing that.” you drag him to the couch, letting go of his sleeve then plopping yourself down on the cushions. bakugo just stands staring at you. “what?” you look up at him with a pout.
bakugo just sighs and takes a seat beside you. he expected you to at least attempt to put your legs on his lap, but it never came. “oi, numb nuts. what has gotten into you? seriously. you’ve been acting weird. seems like you’re trying to avoid me or something.” his voice got quieter on the last part.
you stare at him for a minute then close your eyes with a sigh. “do you think i’m good enough for you?” a tick pops up in bakugo’s forehead. “the fuck you talking about? of course your good enough for me! hell, you’re more than enough. where the hell did this come from?”
puffing out your cheeks, your eyes burn with tears but they don’t spill. “this girl in my class told me i wasn’t worthy or good enough for you to be with someone like me and that you deserve someone better, someone that is stronger.” bakugo swears he sees red. his fist clench in his lap and burn because of his quirk flaring up.
“you really listened to some bitch tell you who’s good enough for me? tch, acting like i don’t know what’s good for myself.” bakugo scoffs at the thought of someone trying to dictate his opinions. you lean up to take his hand and fidget with his fingers. they a warmer than usual.
bakugo laces his fingers with yours. you look up at him with slightly red eyes. his own stare back down at you. they are softer than normal when he looks at you. “i love you. the only person who knows what i want is myself. don’t listen to the shit everyone is talking.”
a stray tear makes it way down your cheek. bakugo brings a hand to cup your cheek and wipes away the tear with his thumb. “don’t do that shit. i thought you were dying for the past week.” you laugh with a sniffle. bakugo tightens his grip on your hand then he leans in to press a soft kiss on your lips.
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