warnings! guy harrasing reader, not proofread, katsuki is down bad for you but wont admit it
The aggressive pounding on your front door was enough to tell you exactly who it was. You sighed, already exhausted, before dragging yourself over to open it. And there he stood. THE bakugo Katsuki, dressed in.. well how would you even describe it? You werenât sure, yeah he definitely looked like shit, and somehow he still looked breathtaking. Sounds weird I know, and as much as you hated to admit, Katsuki has been one of the most handsome boys in your class. He had it all, grades, looks, and strength. but you wouldnât admit that to his face.Â
âCome inâ
âYour house is quite small.â
you kicked the back of his knee making him wobble.Â
âshut upâ
You led him to your room, where you had been picking the clothes for him. In the bed layed a black button up shirt, alongside with some trousers.
âPut them onâ
âyes momâ
You throw the clothes at his face
âTsk.. dumbassâ
you looked away for a split second, he was already taking his shirt off. You quickly turned around respecting his privacy.
he didn't fail to notice, and he also didn't fail to make fun of you for it.Â
âwhat, scared of a little skin, doll?â
you tensed, and threw a pillow at him. earning a laugh from him, but you couldnât help but notice the scar he got from the past fight with Shigarak on his chest. not that it was big no, but it wasnât particularly bringing up the best memories.Â
âdoes it still hurt?â
âyeah sometimes.â
there was almost a gentle, yet- comfortable silence. you approached him and subconsciously touched the scar on his chest. He grunted. and you looked up, you could swear you had seen a red tint on his face
you cleared you throat, and started going down the stairs.Â
âill be ready downstairsâ
... (idk how to write timeskips im sorry)
he walked down the stairs, and looked for you.
he walked down the stairs, and looked for you.
"hello? extra where are you?"
"Im right here katsukiâ
he nearly jumped, but that quickly dissolved once he saw you, you looked. ok.. is what he wouldâve said. if he was a liar of course.
âcat got your tongue?â your voice broke him out of his trance.
âyou look presentable.â
âi look amazingâ
and damn right you did.Â
it didnât take long for the waiter to take you to your desk, you were so sweet and nice towards him, and katsuki on the other side was.. quite distant. not that he was rude. he was just cold.Â
After you guys were seated you decided to question it.Â
âKatsuki, you seem tense. Is everything alright?â
âim fineâ he replied
you decided not to pursue the topic and you guys talked about how mr aizawa gave too much work, and by you guys were âtalkingâ you meant you talked and he listened. he looked at you with a stare that you couldn't decipher.Â
and he looked at you like that throughout the whole dinner.
when you ate.
when you ranted about homework.Â
or when you babbled about the most stupid thing ever.
Although his gaze did change when the waiter was very kind to you, of course he had to be kind to you. but he is being way too friendly.
he paid the bill and took you out to the bus stop
âI think I left something in the bar, I'll be back. dont you do anything stupid you extraâ
a few minutes had passed, and you ddint fail to notice how this drunk man was eyeing you up and down. he tried talking to you but you ignored him.Â
âhey hey pretty girl, why you ignoring me?â
you saw he was gonna get handsy, you were gonna do something of course, you were in the hero course. but katsuki beat you in speed.Â
âget your filthy hands off her you piece of shitâ
âwoah chill man.. just trynna have some fun.. come onn spare me some time with her.. ill pay yo-â
katsuki knocked the man out cold. no hesitation.
he turned back to you, with a look that showed his worry as much as he tried to hide it.
âdid he hurt you?â
âno im okay, thank youâ
the walk home was silent, but he held your hand all the way to your house. he thought it was just for your safety, to prevent a problem. but deep inside it was for his selfishness. of course he wanted to hold your hand.Â
you guys arrived at your house, and he reluctantly pulled away.Â
âhere, stay safeâ
he was gonna leave without another word, until he felt your hand pull him, until he felt his lips against yours. It was nice, soft. He felt vulnerable and exposed, but maybe that was okay with you. It felt okay when he was with you, it always did.Â
warnings! guy harrasing reader, not proofread, katsuki is down bad for you but wont admit it
The aggressive pounding on your front door was enough to tell you exactly who it was. You sighed, already exhausted, before dragging yourself over to open it. And there he stood. THE bakugo Katsuki, dressed in.. well how would you even describe it? You werenât sure, yeah he definitely looked like shit, and somehow he still looked breathtaking. Sounds weird I know, and as much as you hated to admit, Katsuki has been one of the most handsome boys in your class. He had it all, grades, looks, and strength. but you wouldnât admit that to his face.Â
âCome inâ
âYour house is quite small.â
you kicked the back of his knee making him wobble.Â
âshut upâ
You led him to your room, where you had been picking the clothes for him. In the bed layed a black button up shirt, alongside with some trousers.
âPut them onâ
âyes momâ
You throw the clothes at his face
âTsk.. dumbassâ
you looked away for a split second, he was already taking his shirt off. You quickly turned around respecting his privacy.
he didn't fail to notice, and he also didn't fail to make fun of you for it.Â
âwhat, scared of a little skin, doll?â
you tensed, and threw a pillow at him. earning a laugh from him, but you couldnât help but notice the scar he got from the past fight with Shigarak on his chest. not that it was big no, but it wasnât particularly bringing up the best memories.Â
âdoes it still hurt?â
âyeah sometimes.â
there was almost a gentle, yet- comfortable silence. you approached him and subconsciously touched the scar on his chest. He grunted. and you looked up, you could swear you had seen a red tint on his face
you cleared you throat, and started going down the stairs.Â
âill be ready downstairsâ
... (idk how to write timeskips im sorry)
he walked down the stairs, and looked for you.
"hello? extra where are you?"
"Im right here katsukiâ
he nearly jumped, but that quickly dissolved once he saw you, you looked. ok.. is what he wouldâve said. if he was a liar of course.
âcat got your tongue?â your voice broke him out of his trance.
âyou look presentable.â
âi look amazingâ
and damn right you did.Â
it didnât take long for the waiter to take you to your desk, you were so sweet and nice towards him, and katsuki on the other side was.. quite distant. not that he was rude. he was just cold.Â
After you guys were seated you decided to question it.Â
âKatsuki, you seem tense. Is everything alright?â
âim fineâ he replied
you decided not to pursue the topic and you guys talked about how mr aizawa gave too much work, and by you guys were âtalkingâ you meant you talked and he listened. he looked at you with a stare that you couldn't decipher.Â
and he looked at you like that throughout the whole dinner.
when you ate.
when you ranted about homework.Â
or when you babbled about the most stupid thing ever.
Although his gaze did change when the waiter was very kind to you, of course he had to be kind to you. but he is being way too friendly.
he paid the bill and took you out to the bus stop
âI think I left something in the bar, I'll be back. dont you do anything stupid you extraâ
a few minutes had passed, and you ddint fail to notice how this drunk man was eyeing you up and down. he tried talking to you but you ignored him.Â
âhey hey pretty girl, why you ignoring me?â
you saw he was gonna get handsy, you were gonna do something of course, you were in the hero course. but katsuki beat you in speed.Â
âget your filthy hands off her you piece of shitâ
âwoah chill man.. just trynna have some fun.. come onn spare me some time with her.. ill pay yo-â
katsuki knocked the man out cold. no hesitation.
he turned back to you, with a look that showed his worry as much as he tried to hide it.
âdid he hurt you?â
âno im okay, thank youâ
the walk home was silent, but he held your hand all the way to your house. he thought it was just for your safety, to prevent a problem. but deep inside it was for his selfishness. of course he wanted to hold your hand.Â
you guys arrived at your house, and he reluctantly pulled away.Â
âhere, stay safeâ
he was gonna leave without another word, until he felt your hand pull him, until he felt his lips against yours. It was nice, soft. He felt vulnerable and exposed, but maybe that was okay with you. It felt okay when he was with you, it always did.Â
