Ily , what about cuddling with fem!Dabi or just Dabi on a super cold night ? Like it’s hella cold but here’s your baby ready to keep you warm ? Maybe reader gets cold super easy ?
I’m finally clearing out some older requests! I am so sorry this took so long pocket bby 🥺❤
A smirk is dancing on Dabi’s lips as he looks over your shivering form. Even with a mountain of blankets you are still cold somehow, in a way he is almost impressed by it. You however are not impressed with the amused look he has plastered on his face.
‘Can you get your ass under these blankets and warm me up, you asshole?!’ You whined a chuckle leaving him at your pout but he complies nonetheless, manoeuvring his body under the stock pile of blankets covering your body.
‘How can I say no to you princess?’ is all he says as he pulls you flush to his chest and curls his warm limbs around your smaller frame.
‘Better?’ he chimes to you once your shivering had stopped however it fell upon deaf ears as you had already fallen asleep snuggled into him. A soft smile works its way onto his lips as he places a kiss on the top of your head, pulling you closer to his chest as he closes his own eyes in an attempt to find some rest in your comfort.
Guess who’s here to annoy you again💕 how about our baby Vampire!Tama getting sick bc he hasn’t had blood in a while and he won’t tell his s/o he can only have human blood. S/o finds out and then Tama feeds on them for the first time o:
[I got you. I hope you enjoy! All praise Vampire!Tamaki.]
“I c-can’t …” he muttered to himself, his knees pulled up to his chest. His body trembled violently as his tongue circled the inside of his dry mouth, the urge to feed was there. But he couldn’t give in to it, the only person he had to feed on was you and that wasn’t right. He couldn’t ask that of you, despite needing blood. He just couldn’t ...he didn’t want to hurt you much less scare you away.
But if a vampire didn’t satisfy their carvings they would get sick, similar to a mortal. But it was more like an extreme stomach ache in addition to flu-like symptoms. You knew full well that Tamaki was a vampire, but you assumed he had his bloodlust under control, after all, you had seen countless movies. The vampire despite wanting blood, could also take it from an animal or even pay off a phlebotomist to give it to them.
But you didn’t know what Tamaki did to satisfy his carving which you knew came every now and again, usually, he would lock himself away in his room. You assumed he wanted to drink blood away from you where you couldn’t see it. But lately, you had noticed he seemed to be sick, but you thought that silly considering vampires couldn’t get sick. Could they? They were technically dead, though you didn’t know much about vampires, to begin with.
Still, Tamaki was the sweetest man. You didn’t care if he had fangs or those cute little pointy ears, he was amazing in your eyes. Still, his behavior was beginning to concern you to the point where you were debating about checking on him. Locked away in his room for days, something wasn’t right and you were about to find out what. So with that thought in mind, you marched down the hallway of the apartment you shared and knocked on the bedroom door.
You could hear him gasp and stumble from wherever he was. “Y-Yes?” he questioned, his voice sounded strained and you frowned. “Tamaki, are you okay? It’s been days ...what are you doing in there?” you questioned and you heard him fumble with something before replying, “N-Nothing!” of course you didn’t believe him and reached down for the doorknob, ignoring the fact you didn’t get his permission to step inside the bedroom.
But you heard him gasp and in a flash, you saw the blankets move, a lump now hidden underneath them. You blinked and walked over, reaching your hand out. “Tamaki, is that you? What are you doing?” you questioned as you placed your hand down on his blanket-covered figure, he squeaked in response and you felt how he trembled. “A-Are you okay?” the way Tamaki was trembling wasn’t normal, his anxiety couldn’t be bothering him at the moment, could it?
You could see him shake his head or at least what you thought was his head, “N-No …” he responded and you leaned closer, “No?” you repeated, “What’s wrong Tamaki? You can tell me.” you said in a soft voice but once more, he shook his head. A moment of silence passed before Tamaki sat up from the bed, pulling the blanket off him. Your eyes lit up as you saw him, those soft indigo eyes, those pointy ears, and those fangs that always rested on his bottom lip.
But he looked sick, his face paler than usual and his eyes almost looked bloodshot. Like he had been up for days, “Y-You need to leave …” he said, his jaw clenched as he pointed towards the door. You looked confused, “W-What? I’m not leaving you Tamaki I …” he shook his head, taking a deep breath through his nose. He crawled to the edge and stood up, grabbing your arm. “Tamaki!” you cried he pulled you up and pushed you towards the door.
“I need y-you to l-leave Bunny, p-please.” he insisted as he reached over for the doorknob but you tore your arm away from his grip. “Tamaki …” you spoke in a stern tone as you looked at him. “What is going on? I thought you were up here ...you know. Drinking your blood or …” he swallowed and glanced down, his hands shaking. “I ...I d-don’t have a-any blood t-to drink …” he muttered, his stomach twisting with pain as he was reminded just how hungry he was.
You took to a step back, “W-What do you mean you don’t have any blood? I thought you had animal blood!” he swallowed. “I c-can’t drink animal b-blood …” he confessed, his voice still soft and your heart sank. “You ...you can’t?” he nodded, reaching out to rub the back of his neck. “I-It makes me sick …” you blinked, glancing to the side. Wait so Tamaki couldn’t have animal blood, so did that mean.
“You need human blood,” you said without hesitation, feeling a tremble run down your spine. He swallowed and looked at you, a sad expression across his features. “Y-Yes …” he replied before covering his face, a groan sounding. “I d-didn’t want t-to tell you, b-but Bunny. I-I’m so hungry …” his voice cracked and he sounded desperate. You wanted to help him, but at the same time, you weren’t sure what would happen if you actually fed Tamaki your blood.
Would he come back whenever he wanted more? Would he lose control and drink more than he needed? You didn’t want to die from blood loss, but you did love Tamaki. More than anything and to see him like this, to know he was suffering and preventing himself from drinking the blood he needed. Well, you had to fix it, “Why didn’t you tell me before?” you questioned, taking a step closer to him and running your hand through his hair.
He frowned and looked at you, “I ...I d-didn’t want to hurt you …” he replied, even if he had your permission. The thought of him making a mark, making a wound on you for his own pleasure it just didn’t sit right with him. You, on the other hand, seemed to think otherwise and offered him your wrist. Tamaki gasped and leaned away, “N-No Bunny, I ...I can’t.” he said, pushing your hand away.
You sighed in response before reaching down to grab his hand, though he hesitated to follow you at first. You guided him to the bed and made him sit down next to you, “Tamaki …” you began as you reached up to cup his face, smiling. “I love you and if you need my blood, I am giving you my permission to feed on me. You look sick and …” you removed one hand and placed it to his forehead. “You feel hot, please ...please baby. Drink my blood,” you said softly before once more presenting your wrist to him.
Tamaki took a breath, looking at your wrist before his eyes darted back to you. “Bunny …” he said once more but you only responded by moving your wrist closer to his mouth. “Drink,” you demanded and he swallowed, hesitantly reaching up to take your hand. Though he still looked uncertain as he brought your wrist to his mouth, pulling his lips back. He trembled before he carefully sank his teeth into your skin.
As soon as he felt the first few droplets of blood hit his tongue, he sighed in content and closed his eyes. His lips created a suction around the fresh fang marks and you could feel his tongue circle around your wrist, collecting your sweet crimson fluid. It was a little uncomfortable, the two holes Tamaki created pulsed with a faint pain. But if it helped him, that’s all you cared about.
You took a deep breath, trying to push down the urge to pull your wrist away. Tamaki seemed content at the moment, like a puppy drinking its mother's milk. You could hear him give off soft noises, almost like happy moans at the feast he had been waiting for. Some of the blood dripped down your arm in thin lines which caused you to panic a moment, but Tamaki opened his eyes and his tongue licked down the length of your arm.
Collecting the lines of blood before he went back to your wrist, cleaning it up before kissing the two marks he had made. He leaned back up and you shivered as you saw his lips were coated in your blood. “T-Tamaki?” you watched his tongue lap over his lips before he looked at you, “Y-Yes Bunny?” he replied and you looked down at your wrist. It was smeared with blood, but you were happy that his fangs only left small marks.
“Uh, d-do you feel better?” you questioned, despite knowing you needed to clean your wrist now. A blush came to his cheeks before he looked away, shyly nodding. “Uh t-thank you. I uh, w-won’t drink a-anymore of your b-blood.” you glanced down before sighing, your hands falling into your lap. A moment of silence filled the air before you spoke again, “Tamaki ...it’s okay if you need ...my blood every now and again. I love you ...I’m here to help and I don’t want you to suffer from hunger.” you said, turning to look at him with a smile.
He looked surprised however and reached up to wipe the rest of your blood from his mouth, though you knew he probably felt guilty. But he had to know that you were willing to help in any way possible. “I ...I don’t k-know what to s-say …” he replied before hanging his head and you chuckled. Reaching over to grab his chin, you guided his head back up and scooted closer to him. “An I love you too would be great.” you joked and watched him panic.
“I ...sorry! I l-love you t-too bunny, h-honest!” he said before swallowing, his cheeks turning red which you always found adorable. You leaned forward and hugged him close. Nestled comfortably against his chest, he trembled and carefully wrapped his arms around you. He was always so hesitant with affection, too afraid he’d do the wrong thing. “It’s okay to drink my blood if you really need it, I don’t want you to go through this again. Promise me you’ll tell me when you’re hungry from now on.” you looked to him, watching as his nibbled his bottom lip.
I would like to cuddle Hawks but like his big wings just wrap around us and you can feel the warmth build up from them
I’m finally getting through your old requests 🥺❤
You had just suffered through one of the longest days of your life as you dragged yourself into the apartment you share with Keigo. Kicking off your shoes you instantly go looking for the bird boy himself, knowing that he got home earlier than usual that day and you were in some desperate need of affection to recharge from the exhausting day you had just been tortured with.
As soon as you spot Keigo sprawled out on the couch you let out a deep sigh, quickly gaining his attention. He noticed your tired expression on your face and recognised that you needed some well deserved attention. He opened his arms up for you as a silent invitation which you graciously accepted, flopping down on his chest not so gracefully but he gave no complaint other than a small grunt at your weight suddenly being on top of him.
No words are exchanged for a few minutes. He simply held you on his chest with one hand as the other soothingly raked through your hair, scratching at your scalp slightly. ‘Bad day?’ he asks softly even though he fully knows the answer to the question. You mumble a quick affirmation, having no energy to form any words to answer him and nuzzle your nose into the crook of his neck.
You feel his wings slowly wrap around your body, an action that you always loved as it made you feel safe and warm as you lay on his chest. The softness of the feathers covering your body makes you feel at home, like you always do when you’re with Keigo.
Ok for real this time ! Tama’s quirkless spouse gets kidnapped and he’s gotta save em ! Make it super angsty ooorrrr give it a fluffy ending !
[REQUESTS: OPEN]
[Yes, ma’am. I know how much you love killing characters. Here we go.]
Warning: Human Experimentation, Blood Mention, Wound Mention, DEATH OF CHARACTER.
Suneater’s jaw clenched as he held his bleeding arm. He had to save you, that’s all he knew. It seems a new organization of villains was on the loose, though it was unknown if their activities had anything to do in connection with the League of Villains. But various heroes and even some quirkless civilians were disappearing this way and that. One of these victims happened to be you and he was determined to get you back no matter the cost. You were his spouse and while you were quirkless, Tamaki never thought any less of you.
The two of you had ended up dating while Tamaki was still attending UA. It had taken all of his courage to ask you out, more so when he finally got down on one knee and asked for your hand in marriage. The memories flashed before his mind before he clenched his jaw and let out a scream, “Y/n, I’ll save you!” he shouted into the chaos, fellow heroes alike were battling alongside him, fighting off the villains and henchmen. Some of them made their escape with the ones they had managed to save.
A soft groan came and Suneater turned on his feet with his tentacles ready to attack before he saw who stood before him.“Deku?” he questioned before he noticed who was slung over his shoulders. His eyes went wide. “I-Is that Bakugo?” he questioned before taking in how the blond looked. Battered, beaten and broken. What did they do to him? Another groan sounded. “I didn’t need…to be saved…damn Deku…” his voice was soft and stained. “Don’t say that Kacchan.” Deku replied before looking back at Suneater.
“Uh, h-have you seen y/n anywhere?” Suneater asked, his voice in a soft whisper and he could feel his eyes water but he held any tears back. He needed to be strong for you even though he knew he might not look strong at the moment. Especially with his injuries but he didn’t care, he would risk his well being for you. He watched Deku frown, “No, but I think I saw a hallway up there.” he pointed to the far end of the room where a doorway seemed to be cut out of a portion of the wall.
Suneater swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded before looking back at Deku. “Understood, take care of Bakugo” Deku smiled, giving a nod before he continued running. It was good to know the heroes were doing their proper job after all this was a rescue mission but it wouldn’t be complete until he found you. With that in mind, he manifested his crab shell armor, overlapping his tentacles with it as well which made them more durable and when they hit someone or something, it’d cause quite the impact.
He looked at the incoming villains from behind his shell mask, though he only had use of one eye at the moment, seeing as his other was bruised and swollen over. He charged at the nearest one and slammed his head against theirs. His shelling would prevent too much damage and the method was effective if you wanted to distract the enemy for a moment. While that lackey was busy holding their now bleeding nose, Suneater went for the rest of them.
He felt his body take hit after hit, but the pain went ignored as he was quick to bring them to the floor. Punching, throwing and clawing his way towards the wall where the doorway waited for him. He felt his stomach twist, once more that fear was taking hold of him. Were you alive or dead? You were injured or worse? He felt his breathing grow uneven before he shook his head, stomping his foot. “Focus on the mission Amajiki …” he reminded himself and he quickly continued on, stretching his tentacles out to the doorway where he suctioned them onto the surface.
He took a deep breath before pulling himself up, giving a soft grunt when his feet landed on the floor. He turned, now lingering over the scene below him. Chaos but somehow or another Suneater had to find you. He continued to look around for a moment, noticing how many glass prisons lined the room, just how many people were they planning to do their sick quirk experiments on?! He shivered at the thought before running down the dimly lit hallway.
Suneater quickly willed his talons away, his crab shell armor falling to the floor as well. He continued walking, watching as the hallway ended and spread into three separate rooms. He looked between the three rooms before cautiously approaching the center one, reaching for the handle. Surprised to find that it was open. He narrowed his eyes and stepped through, the room was dimly lit and he cautiously continued to walk, the hallway seemed to narrow some as he approached yet another door.
He stood there a moment listening, all seemed quiet which meant more than likely something was going to go wrong. But Suneater nonetheless, opened the door and walked inside. You were currently laying on the floor of the glass cell you were put in, sleep had become a forgotten thing. The bastards that kidnapped you decided to keep you updated on what was happening to the innocent heroes they had captured. Some were being kept in isolation like you, slowly driving themselves into madness and yet others weren’t so lucky and were tortured into submission.
Despite being quirkless, they had only captured you because you happened to be Suneater’s spouse and they knew that he would come to rescue you and then they claimed that Tamaki’s quirk would be theirs. You let out a sob, your body trembling as you heard footsteps. Were they back to tell you more horror stories? You were beginning to pray for them to tear your heart out, but your eyes shot wide open when you heard Tamaki’s gentle voice, “Y/n,” and you gasped, immediately pushing yourself up.
Turning your head, you could see him clear as day walking into the room and for a moment you felt joy. You held your breath as you stepped forward on shaky legs, your hands pressing flat against the glass prison you had been calling home for the past week. “Tamaki …” you whispered before another sob escaped, you watched him pause. His eyes wide, more than likely shocked or surprised he had actually found you.
“Y/n …” he repeated and his face twisted with a smile before he rushed forward, you gasped as soon as he did and screamed “No, wait! Tamaki!” however, your words were too late and you heard a loud bang before blood splattered across the front of your glass cell. A tremble ran down your spine and you took a step back before screaming, the echoes of which bounced around your cell. “TAMAKI!” you sobbed, the blood splatter now obscuring your vision so you couldn’t see his condition.
His breath stuttered as he held the left side of his body, even with manifesting his crab armor at the last second. Whatever pierced his skin was strong enough to break through the first try, leaving him with a large wound. His jaw clenched as his hand clasped over it, blood soaking into his tunic and coating his hand and he knew the wound wasn’t going to close anytime soon. It was unlikely any manifestation could help him and at the moment, the intense pain coursing through him had him frozen.
“Y/n …” he spoke before he coughed, droplets of blood staining his lips and he reached up with a shaky hand to wipe it away. “Damn it …” he groaned and leaned over, his head facing down before laughter filled the air. “My, my. I didn’t think it would be that easy. Love is such a distraction isn’t it?” you gasped and Tamaki’s head shot up, his jaw clenched. “W-Where is that voice ….who a-are you?” he questioned before coughing again, more blood coming up.
His head turned when he heard footsteps, out of the shadows stepped a man dressed in a black suit, sunglasses were balanced on the bridge of his nose. “My name is rather unimportant, however, I will share what type of business I’m in. You see, it is our job to experiment with quirks. Push them to their limits if you will make them better, more durable.” Suneater groaned and his breathing grew heavier. “E-Experiment with quirks …you, y-you take q-quirks.” the man chuckled, almost amused at the words.
“I suppose that’s one way to put it, that being said.” he grinned and Tamaki hitched his breath as the man pulled out a syringe. You crouched down, looking through a small spot between the blood spatter, your heart skipping a beat when you saw Tamaki and the man facing each other. “Oh no …” you choked back a soft, “Please …please Tamaki …” however, Suneater was still on his knees, his hand pressing harder to his wound. Not that it did much good considering his hand was already soaked with his own blood which dripped down to soak into the sleeve of his skinsuit as well.
“Your quirk is rather useful, I believe I’ll be taking it.” the man tilted his head at Suneater, smirking. Tamaki stuttered out a breath, his eyes shifting back and forth before he struggled to get to his feet. Blood continued to rush from his wound but he wouldn’t give up. “Let … y/n …go,” he demanded, though you could hear that each word left his mouth in a struggle. “Oh? Yes, your little spouse. They’ve proved to be quite useful in bringing you here, I suppose I can grant you their pathetic quirkless existence and release them.” he raised his hand, motioning for the cell wall to be lifted.
You took a breath as the glass prison came up and you stood there a moment, feeling the cool air hit your cheeks before you ran to Tamaki. He was in pain, you knew that much and you noticed that blood that stained his hand and clothing. He turned to you, trying to smile. “I’m …glad to see ….you’re okay,” he replied, coughing up more blood which made you gasp. “T-Tamaki please …” you begged and you reached out to him but a cry left your lips as you were forced back.
The man in black having a forceful grip to the back of your collar. “Ah! No stop! H-He needs help! Please …” you begged as you reached up to scratch the man’s hand but he merely scoffed at your words and threw you to the ground. “Useless, quirkless, meaningless. It’s pathetic how hard you try, it’s a shame I was going to let him live.” Suneater coughed, trying to jump forward but his mouth seeped more blood and he collapsed under his own weight.
Once more on his knees, watching the display between you and the strange man. “But I’m afraid I can no longer do that, you annoyed me.” your eyes grew wide and you shook your head. “N-No please!” you rushed forward, but your actions were quickly halted when the man brought his leg up. You felt the impact of his foot against your face and cried out as you hit the floor, a small amount of blood dripping from your mouth and your jaw coursed with pain. “Y/n!” Tamaki cried out as he once more tried to get up but stumbled, falling before the man.
He chuckled, “Pathetic.” you groaned and struggled to push yourself up, watching the man approach Tamaki. Making him cry out as he grabbed a fistful of his hair and forced his head back, holding the syringe. A small droplet of clear liquid dripped down the needle. “Now, be a good hero and stay still.” the man commanded as he pierced Suneater’s throat with the needle, his thumb pushing down to begin the injection of liquid.“Tamaki!” you exclaimed before you felt the ground shake.
You looked up, feeling how the vibrations coursed through your body before a loud dragon-like cry sounded. Your eyes widened “Ryukyu?” you questioned and sure enough, moments later a dragon claw ripped the ceiling clear off. A massive amount of wind filled the room, chunks of floor and ceiling whirled around and you crossed your arms over your head, leaning over to try and shield yourself. “Tamaki!” you cried out, your eyes watering as you tried to look for him.
But through all the debris it was impossible to see anything, “Ah!” you cried when that dragon claw wrapped around you, lifting you off the floor. Your arms outstretched, eyes opened and watering over. Though your tears just collected with the wind. “No!” you screamed as you began thrashing around. “Tamaki! TAMAKI!” you screamed as loud as you could, your throat feeling sore as you were carried off by Ryukyu. “NOOO!” you screamed and continued to thrash around, pounding your fist against her dragon claw.
“No, no, no …please …” you choked out a sob, letting your head drop. Your thoughts going to Tamaki, your mind replaying the moment the syringe pierced his neck. Was it your fault? If you weren’t quirkless, if you weren’t so useless maybe …the thought echoed in your mind as you were taken to the hospital, blacking out just before arriving.
24 Hours Later
You laid still in your hospital bed, your eyes closed and your hands gently placed by your sides. An IV was attached to you as well as a heart monitor that beeped away. You had only gotten a few minor cuts and scrapes. “Mm …” you stirred awake when a nurse came into the room and pulled the curtain back, your eyes fluttering and a faint pain coursed through you. “Good morning.” the nurse said before looking over your chart, “Y/n, how are you?” you turned your head, trying to get a better view of the woman.
“Hm?” you said, tilting your head up. You went to lift your hand, only to pause when you saw the IV that was embedded into the back of it. You blinked before looking down, seeing that you were also attached to the heart monitor. You glanced to the side, the pieces coming together. Wait a minute, a gasp escaped your mouth as you jolted up. But the nurse was quick enough to grab your shoulders, trying to push you back down.
“Y/n, please keep calm!” she insisted but you ignored her. “W-where’s Tamaki!?” You winced as the nurse finally pushed you back down and laid her hand on your chest. You noticed the sad expression on her face and an awkward tension filled the air, “W-what?” you questioned, your stomach twisting into knots. “What!?” you snapped and she shook her head. “Maybe I should tell her.” you gasped and turned your head to the door, Aizawa stood there.
The nurse looked at him and nodded before leaving the room and Aizawa approached you, kneeling down to your level beside the bed. “Amajiki …didn’t make it back.” your heart shattered at those words and tears came to your eyes, sliding down your cheeks with ease. You swallowed the lump in your throat, lips parted. “W-what do you mean?” Aizawa looked to the side before sighing. “After Ryukyu had retrieved you and the operation ended, we scouted for any survivors. Though we couldn’t find Amajiki’s body, there was enough of his blood to assume he’s gone. It’s a possibility that the organization took his body, dead or alive they can still extract his quirk.” you choked out a sob, curling your hand into your chest. “N-No …” you said and Aizawa gently wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close.
“I’m sorry y/n.” he said gently and rubbed your back as you buried your face into his chest, tears continuing to stream down your face. Your chest felt heavy, he couldn’t be gone! Tamaki …your husband. He couldn’t be …dead. “I promise we’ll get through this together, in this world, we lose a lot of potential heroes but we get back up and we move forward for them.” Aizawa began and pulled away, gently cupping your face. “I understand you’re quirkless, but you can still do your part.” another sob left your lips, how were you expected to move on?
You swallowed and allowed Aizawa to wipe away your tears before holding you close once more, he remained silent as you cried. He believed the best option was to allow you to let everything out. Once that was done, the heroes would form another plan and put it into action and Aizawa silently promised Amajiki had not died in vain.
[Alright, let’s see what I can do. Of course, you might recognize the beginning. Also made a banner, are you proud of me, my dear Pocket?]
Kaminari hadn’t expected this to happen, it just slipped out. Between Kirishima and Sero talking about the people they liked. It just happened that he got a little riled up and said something he shouldn’t have. “Hey, Kaminari! Who do you like huh? I bet it’s Jirou right!? Or maybe another cute girl in our class huh, huh!?” Sero elbowed Kaminari who in turn huffed. “How do you know I like girls, to begin with, smartie?” he said before his eyes went wide and he immediately clasped his hands over his mouth, his cheeks dusting over pink.
“Uh ...wait, what did you just say bro?” Kirishima questioned as he pointed his finger at Kaminari who shook his head in return. He began stepping back, “I uh ...I uh, didn’t say anything. I don’t know what you’re uh, talking about!” he said just before he bumped into someone. He gasped and stumbled forward as that familiar voice filled the air. “What the hell are you idiots doing!?” Bakugo snapped, “Uh …” Kaminari played with his fingers, about to speak when Kirishima interrupted him.
“Kaminari said something about liking guys!” he said with his pointy tooth smile and Kaminari’s face turned into that of horror. “Eh!?” Bakugo looked at them with a raised eyebrow before turning to Kaminari who was still playing with his fingers, his gaze to the ground. “I ...I uh, gotta go!” he responded before kicking off the ground and away from his group of friends. “Hey!” he heard Bakugo call after him but didn’t bother to stop until he heard the sound of angry running behind him.
“I said hey DUMBASS, stop!” Bakugo demanded as he continued to chase Kaminari who in turn sighed and slowly stopped. There was very little one could do when Bakugo was angry and the past abuse he had gotten from the blond proved that enough. He curled his hands into fists, keeping his back to Bakugo as the blond approached him. “What the hell did that red-headed idiot mean huh!? What did you say?” he demanded and Kaminari latched onto his lip, looking back and forth.
Deciding that playing dumb was the best option, “Uh what do you mean?” he said, a nervous chuckle leaving him and Bakugo scoffed before reaching over to grab his shoulder. Kaminari let out a gasp when the blond forced him to turn around. “I know you’re not THAT stupid dammit! You’re an idiot, yes, but that doesn’t mean I AM.” Bakugo said before reaching out to tilt Kaminari’s chin up. He noticed the soft blush that dusted those cheeks and in a way, he found it adorable.
But he pushed down the feeling, he wasn’t one for mushy shit, to begin with. He squeezed Kaminari’s chin and heard the boy give a wince. “Hey! Not so rough!” Kaminari said as he reached up to grab Bakugo’s hand but it wasn’t budging. “Tell me,” Bakugo growled and Kaminari looked at him, an almost fearful glance in his eye before he looked away. “I …” he began but hesitated, feeling his heart sink with fear. How would Bakugo react? He wasn’t sure if he wanted to find out, but it’s not like he had a choice.
Considering he was in the hands of someone that could literally blow him away with an explosion. He took a deep breath, dropping his hand from Bakugo’s. “I ...I’ve been noticing more boys than girls lately ...okay?” he confessed, almost feeling ashamed because of his attraction to the same sex. “I ...I’ve noticed one guy in particular lately and I ...I don’t know how to tell him how I feel,” he added and Bakugo dropped his angry expression for a moment, releasing Kaminari’s chin.
He then rubbed the back of his head, a small blush of his own coming to his cheeks. “Oh ...uh …” it seems for once he was stumped. “Well uh, there’s nothing wrong with that,” he grumbled and Kaminari frowned. “T-There isn’t?” he questioned, chuckling a bit. “I ...I’m surprised you’re not mad or like ...rejected me.” Bakugo scoffed, “WHY would I do that DUMBASS?” he snapped and Kaminari stepped back with his hands held up. “I ...I don’t know!” he responded and dropped his hands as Bakugo sighed.
“Look ...there’s nothing wrong with it and if someone has a problem with it ...well …” he paused and stared at Kaminari for a moment before stepping closer to him. “Uh, what are you doing …” Kaminari asked as Bakugo grabbed his shoulders again and he felt butterflies as the blond leaned close. “Shut it!” Bakugo snapped and his eyes darted to Kaminari’s lips, noticing how plush they looked. So kissable. However, Kaminari looked confused and the sight of it made Bakugo chuckle.
“Stay still,” he said as he reached up to cup the other’s cheek and leaned in for a kiss, pressing his lips against Kaminari’s and damn, they were as soft as they looked. Kaminari felt his head spin. His eyes were wide as if he didn’t actually believe this was happening, how could he? Bakugo was the angriest person he knew and the person he happened to like and ...and ...too many thoughts. He gave a soft moan and wrapped his arms around Bakugo’s neck, deepening the kiss.
Part of him hoped that no one would see them, but another part didn’t care. The sweet kiss ended moments later and Bakugo pulled away, stroking Kaminari’s cheek with his thumb. “If they have a problem with it, with you then they have a problem with me too,” he responded, and Kaminari's heart fluttered. “Y-You mean it?” he said and Bakugo growled, “Of course I mean it, fucking idiot!” he snapped and felt like hitting Kaminari on the head, maybe that could jumpstart some of those brain cells but instead, he shrugged.
“Look ...there’s nothing wrong with liking the same sex and there’s ...well there’s nothing wrong with liking me either,” he said and Kaminari’s eyes widened once more. “What!? H-How did you …” Bakugo narrowed his eyes and slipped his hands into his pockets, tilting his head. “Pff, you stare at me all day with this love-struck gaze. Even an idiot would notice,” he replied, “So ...here …” he said as he took one hand out of his pocket and offered it to Kaminari.
“Hm?” He stared at that hand like it was something new and Bakugo impatiently tapped his foot against the ground. “Take my hand already!” he snapped and Kaminari jumped, “O-Oh uh …” he hesitantly reached out and grabbed that hand only to gasp when Bakugo pulled him forward. He felt a blush creep across his face as he found himself against Bakugo’s chest, his heart racing and he couldn’t help but inhale the other’s scent. It was intoxicating. “U-Uh Bakugo …” he said, tilting his head up and he squeaked when he felt Bakugo’s hand on his head.
“Stay close to me, okay?” the blond said as he leaned down and pecked Kaminari’s lips once more. “I ...um, okay …” he hesitantly agreed and Bakugo smiled, the sight of which made Kaminari’s blush deepen. But soon enough, he returned that smile and he nuzzled against Bakugo’s chest. He almost felt like crying, but instead, he spoke, “Thank you Bakugo.” At least he knew someone was on his side, but he was still coming to terms with his sexuality. Even so, his lips were still tingling from that kiss and he secretly hoped for more.
Hey !! You’re my fav writer and I love your stuff so much 🥺😍 How would our baby Denki react you Mineta looking thru his phone to try and find some... sexy pics of the reader ? Denki doesn’t have any but like yeah 🥺 you’re amazing !!
[ My friend Pocket everyone ...she loves Denki! ]
Denki loved you more than anything and one thing he loved doing with you was taking selfies. He even had an album dedicated to it in his phone called “Me and the Bae <3″ which was filled to the brim with pictures that started from your very first date. He was a little crazy about you, but he didn’t care. He was a young hero in love and that was nothing to be ashamed of.
Of course, he hadn’t expected someone else to be interested in you. But then again, he shouldn’t have been surprised that Mineta of all people was searching through his phone. His goal, to find some ...mature pictures of you. “Uh, dude, what are you going?” Denki questioned and Mineta let out a scream as he dropped the phone. “Ah! Hey watch it! I have tons of pictures of y/n in there and I don’t wanna lose them!” Denki said with a pout as he picked his phone up and checked it over.
Once he made sure it wasn’t broken, he narrowed his eyes on Mineta. “What the hell were you doing with my phone, man?” he questioned as he crossed his arms. Mineta looked nervous, “Uh ...uh, nothing! Just uh, trying to make a call, heh heh ...” Denki tilted his head, not sure if he could trust Mineta. Though he was friends with him, he was a little protective over his phone and you.
“Uh-huh ...” he said before he unlocked his phone and went to his gallery, seeing it was open to a picture of you and he didn’t remember stopping at that photo of you before locking his phone and leaving the room. “Is this what you’re up to!?” he snapped as he showed the picture of you to Mineta. “Uh! Look, man! It’s not my fault they’re pretty hot!” he said and Denki’s jaw dropped. “Damn it, man!” he snapped before tightening his fists.
You heard Mineta scream out as you entered the room, your eyes wide as you watched Denki chase him, lightening surrounding him as he tried to shoot a bolt of it at the purple munchkin. “Uh ...Denki ...” you said, a little confused as to what the hell he was doing. “In a minute babe! I gotta take care of this first!” he snapped and once more shot another bolt at Mineta. “Uh ...right ....” you said, your boyfriend was a little strange sometimes.
