My name is Roz, and I’m quite biased towards Katsuki and Choso. I barely proofread. I’m 18, almost 19 in March.
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You met Bakugo during 1st year, and from there it was love at first sight.
You weren’t aware of the effect you had on him, the way you’d laugh with him like you didn’t know what it did to him. How could you?
This pissed Bakugo off badly.
You and Bakugo began to get close, and sometimes you’d steal kisses from him. And he would just let you. Everyone didn’t understand why you weren’t dead yet, but to you? You just thought you were being friendly.
Yeah, you thought Bakugo was cute, but you never would’ve thought he was basically obsessed with you.
“Katsuuu!” you say, excitedly jumping into his hands.
He lets out a huff, his gaze just softening just a bit.
He doesn’t say anything; he just stands there for a minute deciding how whatever he’s about to say comes out correctly.
Then it comes out.
“..What are we?”
The silence broke; it was thick and uncomfortable.
“We’re friends, silly. What else would we be?” Innocent as ever with the biggest grin on your face as you gave him another peck on his cheek. Made Katsuki sick to his stomach.
“That’s what i’m fuckin talking about.” He snaps. He’s never talked to you like this before.
You pause, unsure what to do, “What’s that mean?”
“You kiss me. We cuddle, we go to the movies together. And we’re just friends? Tch. That’s all?” He says a little more gruff, but it still comes out as a murmur.
“Katsu? I thought what we were doing was what friends do. It was a casual thing.” You genuinely don’t get why he’s getting so worked up at this.
Then out of nowhere, he just sets you down from holding you, just looking at you, not saying anything, no yelling, screaming, nothing. It was honestly kind of terrifying.
Then..
He grabs your face and crashes his lips into yours. He doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t have to. The kiss says 10,000 words.
You melt in the kiss and his touch, overwhelmed. He breaks the kiss, leaving you panting.
“I don’t fuckin’ do casual. I don’t go around kissing random people. If I kiss you i fuckin’ want you.” He murmurs quietly.
You just stare at him. “I don’t get what you’re saying, Katsu.”
“fuckin’ hell, woman. I want you to be mine, okay? I want to be yours. I don’t want you doing this with anything else. I want to be your person and your person alone. I’m not good at this shit, but you make me feel shit that I don’t like to feel.” He avoids your gaze.
You stare at him, just stare. You don’t have to say anything, you don’t have to. Instead, you just look at him softly and rub his face slowly and hum in response.
Because deep down, you wanted that to.
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bestfriend!katsuki when you break up with your boyfriend!
it’s 2 in the morning when katsuki hears a rapid banging on his door.
dragging himself out of bed, he gets up with a groan, slips on the nearest pair of sweatpants he can find, and goes to open his door.
and when he does, it’s you. standing there, in your pajamas, eyes red and puffy like you’d been crying.
rubbing his eyes, voice full of sleep. “..the hell? what’s going on?” he already stepping back allowing you to come in.
sniffing, “he cheated on me—we…broke up.”
you step closer to him, letting your face hit his chest and you start to sob.
oh.
oh.
fuck yeah.
he freezes before wrapping his arms around you slowly, pulling you closer, trying to comfort you. “cmere, i got you.”
you continue to sob into his shoulder, finally being able to let everything out. but little do you know, behind your back, he’s grinning like a villan. fucking ecstatic. practically shaking with excitement.
katsuki has been in love with you for months. but couldn’t do anything about it due to your asshole of a boyfriend.
and now, he didn’t have to hide anything. he’s been respectful of your relationship, sure, he wasn’t going to ruin anything for you. he’s no home wrecker.
you settle down a bit, pulling back to look at him. his hair is a mess, clothes all disheveled, and his eyes tired. you didn’t even realize until now that you must’ve woken him up. “you.. were sleeping.”
he doesn’t even care that you woke him up. this is way more important than sleeping. katsuki nods and gives you a soft smile. he grabs your hand and leads you to his couch. “don’t worry about me right now. come sit.”
he sits down first, pulling you down with him. closer than usual. he rests his hand on your knee, trying to sooth you. there was no holding back now. no more boundaries.
he lifts his arm, allowing you to lean into him. “I just thought he loved me..”
biting his lip to tame his smile, “he was a lame anyway.” his hand finds your back, rubbing soft circles. his voice is sweet. like, almost too sweet. “you’re alright. im here.”
after about half an hour of you rambling on about how you found out, along with on and off crying, katsukis set you up comfortably in his bedroom with a big blanket, some water, and a change of clothes.
softly, “that dick didn’t deserve you. you’re better than him you know.”
“thanks katsuki.” when you look at him, theres a spark of something in his eyes. “can i stay here tonight? i’ll just sleep on the couch.”
the couch? hell no. not when now he can have you right by his side. he’s quick to respond: “nah. we’re both gonna sleep in my bed.”
katsukis about to have the best night of his life. why?
Bakugo manspreads on purpose so you can sit on him btw.
You can’t even remeber the last time you sat on an actual chair when he’s around.
This bitch is always plotting on you and it makes you sick LMAO.
Bakugo loves LOVES your body on top of him. You’re not heavy to him at all, just like his own personal plushie to hold
And if you’re a bigger girl, even better. He likes the weight on him.
It really is attractive though, he even tries to make himself look more inviting by subtly doing the hip adjustment move whenever you look at him.
Some days he’ll even sit obnoxiously on the huge wide couch and move stuff around so the only area you have is his lap.
Like now.
“Really.”
His little smug ass smirk while his arms are spread just as wide as his legs makes you pop your hip out and scoff, “Should I sit on the floor or…?”
Bakugo doesn’t speak, but takes your waist and guides you down on your rightful throne: his lap.
HOWEVERR…it’s quite difficult to enjoy your sweet treat after dinner on his lap when you feel something firm against your lower back.
“You’re kidding….” Your voice flattened at him, hips stiffened already knowing what is uncomfortably laying against you from behind, “Why are you hard?”
Bakugo doesn’t respond, purposefully ignoring you while doomscrolling on his phone, he just shrugs making you put your bowl down on the coffee table in annoyance. He really didn’t mean to get turned on by your soft ass against him, but he couldn’t help but notice how your body jerked whenever he would tell you something directly in your ear.
And he definitely wouldn’t do that on purpose knowing your sweet spot is on your ear, no no.
Like right now the way he ignores your complaints about his hard dick and starts to kiss your neck and your cheek, no way he wouldn’t be doing it to shut you up.
And the way how his tongue quickly licks the shell of your ear before he kisses behind it, pulling you closer when that sweet little noise slip out your mouth, no way he’d do that to calm you down.
Nuh uh, he wouldn’t dare take advantage of the situation to assist grinding you against him for a makeout session.
No way, Bakugo would stoop that low at all, because he loves having you sit on his lap.
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Bestfriend!Katsuki: Who swears that your pretty ass can’t hold anything for yourself, it’s really bad.
He’ll make sure that whatever you’re carrying, he’s carrying. Your bookbag? It’s on his back. Your purse? It’s on his muscular arm. This man loves you.
Bestfriend!Katsuki: Who refuses to sleep without you if you guys are in the perimeter.
You guys can be watching a movie in the living room / common area. You start getting sleepy; to be fair, it’s 1:45am. you start getting up from the couch to head to your dorm to go to sleep.
“where t’fuck are you goin’?” he says in a growl, it holds no bite.
You pause. “My dorm? Is that okay?” you say, rolling your eyes slightly and chuckling. He didn’t find that funny.
Because how dare you leave your poor Kats alone by himself
“.. why?” he gruffed. “I’m tired, kats. I wanna sleep.” You look at him with heavy eyelids, trying to stay up. You didn’t want to leave him, obviously, but you were too tired.
“I’m coming with you, don’ wann be by myself.” He states. He’s not asking; he’s telling you what’s gonna happen. He knew he didn’t have to ask.
In reality, he just wanted an excuse to cuddle with you, but he’ll die before telling you that.
You tiredly giggle. “Come on then.” And he does what you say.
After this day, sleeping with him became the norm between you guys. (he wants you soooo bad!!!)
Bestfriend!Katsuki: who can’t seem to keep his hands off you! ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;
It doesn’t matter what you guys are doing, whether you guys are walking together and he’s holding your hand, or when you guys are lying together in your dorm, him between your thighs, lying on your stomach.
Since you guys were little kids, you guys have always been feel-y touchy, and he doesn’t see anything wrong with keeping the tradition up because it’s “not weird” in his mind. (He just wants to touch you.) But he’d never admit to that.
Katsuki does random gestures such as wrapping his arms around your waist while you’re brushing your teeth or doing makeup just to be in your presence. He doesn’t say anything; he just stays there enjoying it silently, and you enjoy his presence as well, so it’s not a problem at all.
So yes, after Katsuki has had a hard day, he’ll storm into your dorm and plop right on you , and his reasoning? “I need to relax.” He’s so smitten with you.
Bestfriend!Katsuki: whom gets jealous when you talk to any guy even though you guys aren’t together
Katsuki’s jealousy is actually quite intense, but it’s only because he doesn’t want to share you. So, it’s a win-win situation, right?
One day, he saw you talking to a boy in another class, and he got jealous. In his mind, you were his and only his. Sure, he was a little selfish, but cut him some slack; he doesn’t know how to love.
He completely disregarded you for four hours, leaving you confused and sad until he finally relented and came to your dorm to apologize, sitting between your thighs head on your stomach.
You allow him, but you still don’t understand why he got so jealous. After all, he’s your Katsuki.
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Katsuki Bakugo isn’t the type of person to let anyone touch him. He hates any type of physical touch, whether it’s from his mom, dad, or friends. Everyone knew Katsuki and they knew his one rule: ‘don’t touch him’.
Until he met you.
When you and Katsuki started dating, PDA was a big no. It didn’t matter if you tapped him or tried to hug him; he’d push you off. With a quick “tch. No touching,” even though it had no real bite to it , it still made you a bit sad because you were the polar opposite.
One day you were fed up. I mean, how much more of it can you take? He’s your boyfriend for a reason.
You were pacing in front of Katsuki’s door, deciding whether you should knock or go back to your dorm. One thought going “what if this ruins our relationship for life?” another going “no fuck that, he’s my boyfriend and he should understand where I’m coming from.” You finally gained the courage to knock. Just once & lightly.
Katsuki opens the door fast.. like he knew u were coming.
He looks at you with his red-crimson eyes and moves to the side to let you in like he usually does. In which you do so. Nervous and anxious, you twirl with your hands, a calming mechanism you usually do to calm yourself.
“Oi, the fuck is wrong with you?” he grumbles, again with no real bite to it, just concern is all.
You don’t say anything. You just stare at him, dull eyes filled with sadness. Until you broke, “Katsuki, I don’t think I want to keep doing this with you anymore.”
It’s dead silent. Not a single word, just you and Katsuki breathing.
His breath hitches for a brief moment, but only for a moment. You caught him off guard; that’s not something others can do so easily.
“t’fuck are you talking about? Can’t do what?” he says in almost a growl, mainly to hide his shock he just got. You stay silent for a few moments. Katsuki doesn’t take his eyes off you for one moment. He’s watching you closely, studying your face expressions and what you might say.
“Kats, I love you, but…” You inhale and look at him and exhale deeply. “I don’t feel the love in this relationship. I don’t want to blame me or you. It’s just the way you’re whole “don’t touch me” thing has me feeling. I LOVE to touch, and I can’t touch my boyfriend. Makes me sad, yk?” Your voice starts shaking as if you’re about to cry.
Katsuki looks at you, and his eyes soften just a bit. His body reacts before his brain does, and he walks up to you and holds your hand. “Listen, okay? I’m not gonna say this more than once, so listen closely. I’m not good with this lovey-dovey shit, okay? There I said it.”
Because in reality he DID want to touch you, he DID want to lay on you.
So what was he so afraid of?
You stare at him with tears in your eyes. “Yeah, I know, but it’s hard..and—“ Before you could even speak, thee Katsuki was getting on his knees for you.
There was no look of embarrassment or anger or sadness, just plain silence with softness in his eyes. “iloveya ok? and i don’t wanna lose you to something we can fix. not logical. ur mines and you’re not going anywhere” he mumbles in a gruff. no bite to it, just pure love.
You lose it. You wrap your arms around Katsuki’s neck and bring him to your chest. “My baby,” you say in between broken cries. “I’m staying here with you.”
Katsuki freezes a little, but he doesn’t move. Not right now, at least. He lets you hug him. He lets you cry in his hair because you’re his, and he’s yours. You two didn’t have to say anything to know anything.
“I’m never leaving you, y/n. You’re stuck with me.” He murmured.