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Rhythm of the Heart.

fan!katsukibakugo x leadsinger!freader

Part One.

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Synopsis: Kirishima is obsessed with the new girl band “Kill Bill” that just released a hit album. He finds out that they're having a showing in a small theater in the city, so he's ecstatic. He invites, or rather forces, Bakugo to go with him, along with his other friends, because he thinks they’ll like their music. Bakugo reluctantly follows him to the show, unaware that he will actually enjoy watching it–or someone.

Vibe of the Band: My Baby Wants Me Dead by Danae

Warnings: None. Swearing, pure fluff.

Word Count: 852

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“Dude. Please just come. I’ll buy you infinite amounts of spicy ramyun for it. I already know you’re going to lock yourself in your room tonight and lift weights as usual.”

Kirishima exclaims. He recently discovered a new girl band after shuffling his songs and listening to what was recommended. Coincidentally, they were having a concert near his area, so he felt the need to introduce everyone to the band. He already convinced the whole group to go, except for Bakugo.

“Fuck off. I’m not going to your pretty princess concert.”

“That’s what I’m saying, Bakugo, it’s not a ‘pretty princess’ concert. It’s something you might actually enjoy. Or are you too shy around girls?”

“What?? Stop spewing bullshit, I’m not shy around any girls.”

“Then stop being such a little boy and go to this concert with me and the others! Pussy.”

“I’m not a fucki–You know what. Screw it. I’ll go to prove it’s just pissy girly music.” 

Bakugo sighs into his left hand as his right hand holds up the phone to his ear. 

“Hell Yeah! Meet there at 6.”

“Fuck off.”

He takes his phone off his ear and ends the call. Slouched on the couch in his living room, he contemplates his life choices. As if a wake-up call, he remembers Kirishima mentioning spicy ramyun, and his stomach starts grumbling. He gets up to make some for himself, his anger dissipating as he thinks about his next meal. 

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“Yo. Shitty hair, I’m here.”

Bakugo grumbles into his phone. He’s walking down the side of the road as he spots the group following after Kirishima right in front of him. 

“Bakugo! You actually showed up!”

Mina shouted. Bakugo scoffed. 

“Shut the fuck up before I change my mind.”

Kaminari laughs, Mina rolls her eyes, Sero is on his phone, and Jirou is beaming in excitement. 

“This band is easily one of the best I’ve heard! They have such a unique sound! I can’t wait to watch this. Let’s go inside!”

The group walks into the venue after going through security and scanning tickets. The theater is mid-sized, with every seat having a comfortable view of the stage. Kirishima had scored tickets close to the stage, so they made their way there. 

“Danggg this view is insane!”

Kaminari exclaimed. Everyone, except Bakugo, of course, chimed in agreement. As they waited for the band to come on, Bakugo was struggling not to fall asleep. This would be around the time he’d be getting ready for bed, after all. 

After about 45 minutes have passed, the drums explode. Bakugo is immediately wide awake at the sudden change in audio. 

“What’s up, everybody!!”

The crowd explodes in anticipation as you yell through the mic, having yet to actually appear on stage. 

“You ready for the best night of your lives??”

Everybody yells in agreement as the venue lights dim and smoke appears on stage. As the smoke dissipates, you and the other 4 members of your band appear. You, as the lead singer and electric guitarist, your best friend as the bassist, your sister as the drummer, another friend on the electric keyboard, and your cousin on the regular guitar. 

The entire venue ruptures in sound, with the sudden playing of your song. A big smile is plastered on your face, seeing how full and reactive the crowd is, as you sing your heart out. 

Kirishima and his friends are cheering and dancing to the music, but Bakugo is at a standstill. He admires the band as if in a trance–but actually, not the band. He’s admiring the singer. 

It’s about time in the song to have an electric guitar solo, and you step away from the mic to play it. You kneel at the edge of the stage, right in front of Bakugo. You both make eye contact, with you flashing an alluring smile his way. You find him overly attractive, with his muscles purely visible without any movement. With how his ruby eyes see right through you, and how it feels like he's looking at you like you're a jewel. He admires your passion and beauty on the stage, along with how you play the guitar. He watches newly formed sweat beads drip from the side of your face, and wholeheartedly believes he has been enchanted. 

You notice him eyeing you, so when you finish your solo, you blow him a kiss and wink before moving back to the mic. Bakugo is standing there with a look, the look of someone who has completely shut down. Kirishima, Mina, Sero, Kaminari, and Jirou notice this encounter and stare at Bakugo, dumbfounded. Bakugo is relieved from the trance and notices them staring.

“Fuck off! Mind your own business.”

He yells just loud enough above the crowd for them to hear, and they listen, giggling to themselves as they turn their attention back to the band. 

Bakugo slightly swears to himself that she wasn’t looking directly at him, as if deluding himself away from the fact that she actually was. He clutches at his tank top, feeling the burn on his face while watching the lead singer jam on stage.

You found your new favorite fan, and he found his new favorite band–but really, his new favorite singer. You’d be seeing each other often from now on--of course, in secret.

Bakugo could never bring himself to admit that Kirishima introduced him to his new obsession.

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