Katsuki’s needy when hes drunk
He drinks too much at the bar, the rest of the group is way too drunk, leaving you to take him home.
!clingy katsuki! (nothing happens we dont support drunk sex)
Part2
The whole group thought it would be fun to go our for drinks, mina, kirishima, sero, denki, jirou and of course Katsuki and you.
katsuki was your responsibility, he was your roommate after all, after UA you quickly found out how easy it is to live with him, to your suprise he stayed mostly out of your way, whenever you went out with the group he never drank that much, he never let go.
that was untill now, he had a shitty patrol and came home in a bad mood, you told him to stay home if he was gonna whine the whole time, but he was to stubborn for that.
the second we entered the low lit bar the group regularly went to he disappeared into the crowd ignoring denki yelling at him, he slid into a bar stool and started drinking immediately.
you left him for about ten minutes before going to check on him, his built sholders were hunched over the bar while a girl was sitting beside him feeling up his arms, the sight made you blood boil, not at katsuki but at the lady basically massaging a half conscious man at a bar.
“yo, can you stop feeling up my boyfriend?”
you say walking over to them and putting a hand on katsukis back, she narrows her eyes at me, scoffing. he wasnt really your boyfriend, but whatever kept the girls from feeling him up i guess.
“hes not your boyfriend, dynamite doesn’t date minor heros like you”
she snears, the bitch.
“talk like that to her again and ill blow you up in a blink of an eye”
katsuki says his voice a bit raspy, the undertone of alcohol making his voice slurr slightly.
the woman looks at him quickly, her eyes softening into a sickening mask of innocence
“i was just joking Bakugo, shes the one who started it” she says her voice rising a pitch.
“get your hands off him and fuck off.” you sigh siting on the opposite side of katsuki.
you see all the empty shot glasses beside him, he was a tall man with thick muscles it took alot to get him drunk, so the sight made of at least 10 shot glasses shouldnt have surprised her.
Katsuki finally looks up from the table, turning to look at you with low eyes, he lets out a soft sigh before wrapping his toned arms around your waist and pulling you half onto him, his head nuzzling into your sholder.
what the fuck.
katsuki had never once touched you unless it was an accident, and now he was clinging to you.
the girl instantly paled, sliping back into the crowd where kirishima and mina were watching the scene with there mouths open.
“katsuki whats wrong?” you ask trying to pull back slightly to see his face.
“your not a minor hero.” he says looking up at you, his ruby eyes searching your face.
you let out a soft laugh and he groans “dont laugh, you sound too pretty when you laugh” he sighs, standing up and re wrapping his arms around your waist.
you feel your cheeks flush, he has never ever fucking complimented you, especially not like that.
“fuck your drunk, come on ill bring you home.”you say grabbing the keys from his pocket.
he lets out a small laugh muffeld laugh, sonthing rare, somthing you hardly heard, it made him sound a bit boyish, free.
“at least by me drink first” he slurs pulling back a proud grin on his face.
“youve had enough of those” you muse patting his cheek, before grabbinf his hand and pulling him towards the exit.
he stumbles behind you, he was close enough for you to feel the heat emanating from his body, the soft sounds of him breathing.
the second you push him down onto his bed and turn to leave he lets out a whine, quickly stumbling up to wrap his arms around you from behind, pulling you back against his now bare warm chest.
“dont leave, j’s sleep with me, please ill be good” he says his voice needy, this was a side of him you never thought you’d experience.
“fine just promise you wont blow me up in the morning.” you sigh
“id never blow up my girl” he mumbles already pulling you down onto the bed and instantly curling into you, his head resting on your stomach, his arms looped tightly around your waist. he pressed a lingering kiss to your stomach, then another to your hip, before settling down.
your heart pounds a bit quicker, the soft affection from him making your head spin. you hesitate before pushing a hand into his spiky blonde hair, he lets out a content sigh, moving even closer if possible.
he instantly passes out the feeling of you and the scent of your purfume making his body heavy and mind hazy.