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Nothing to be Done ⊹ ࣪ ˖Bakugou x Reader⊹ ࣪ ˖

CW: aged-up characters, heavy cussing language, and ANGST Happy Reading!! \^>^/

Silence. For being in a place surrounded by clattering noise with people chattering and dishes rattling, it’s so loud. The silence. The thoughts rearing in your head. It’s frustratingly loud. 

“Excuse me miss,” The waitress called you timidly. It doesn’t take a genius to tell that you must’ve been stood up. Having waited for an hour for you to order and politely dismissing her stating you were waiting for your partner to arrive and yet the seats around you were empty.

“C- Can I get you anything?”

“Umm,” You nibbled on your bottom lip, trying your best to keep your voice from trembling and the watery glaze in your eyes to keep from trickling down your cheeks. 

“The bill. I’ll take the bill for the wine, please.” You spoke softly, lowering your head slightly while keeping your averted gaze from your kind waitress. 

“Right away ma’am,” She bowed curtly before she left. You raised your hands that were gripping your beautiful silk maroon dress under the table and planted your elbows on the table sighing into your palms.

“Your bill ma’am,” The timid waitress announced as she placed it gently beside you.

“Thank you,” you responded lowly. You tore your face from your palms and reached to collect your small purse holding your wallet.

“Anything else I can do for you, ma’am?” The girl asked carefully. 

“Besides getting my absent boyfriend here for a date we haven’t had in a year, nothing else, thank you,” You murmured as you placed 14,241 yen on the table and slipped an extra 2,800 as a tip as you slipped out of the booth, and walked to the exit with a hand clutching your purse and your head held high.

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The sound of keys jingling in a lock can be heard from inside a neat and clean apartment. The door creaking open revealed you dressed beautifully with a frown on your face entering the home. You placed your keys in the key bowl on top of the rustic white wood sideboard you had by the front door. You looked up and in the mirror, you saw how ruined your makeup looked from crying quitely in the cab you took to get back to the apartment.

Your frown deepened as you rubbed away the run-down mascara before giving up with a sigh. You dropped your purse beside the key bowl and made your way to your bathroom. You set up a nice warm bath with scented candles before you relaxed into the well-deserved warm bath. After some time when the water began to turn cold, you decided it was time to get out. You got out and did your nightly routine before heading to bed. You peeled the covers enough for you to slip into as you turned the TV on and rather quickly, you fell asleep to the low volume of the television.

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With a racing heart, Katsuki rushed out of his office building at 12:56 am. When did it get so fucking late? Most importantly when did he begin to lose track of his relationship? How long had it been since you both went on a date? It’s his fault. This is all his fault. He just hopes it’s not too late. As he raced to his car he thought back to the conversation he just had with Kirishima, his agency partner.

“Hey man, you’re still here?” A rough-pitched voice called to the spiky blonde-headed workaholic who sat in his desk chair in the middle of a large office of a sky-rise building. The city lights of Musutafu blared behind him through the glass panes of his office windows.

“Tch. This shit ain’t gonna do itself,” Katsuki scoffed. His brows creased in annoyance as he glared at the screen before him.

“Yeahhh but, I mean,” The redhead started.

“You gonna spit it out already? ‘Cuz if ya ain’t I got shit to do,” The blonde growled.

“Uhh never mind, guess I got my dates wrong.” 

The blonde’s curiosity spiked as his eyebrows creased from frustration to slight curiosity at the man’s words. Kirishima picked up on his, ‘I wanna know more but I ain’t gonna tell you’ look and continued.

“Well, Mina was gushing this morning about how she was gonna spend some of the day getting your girl all dolled up for your anniversary dinner tonight.” 

“What? That pinky freak needs ta get ‘er brain checked out. It ain’t today it’s next week.” Katsuki grumbled.

“Hmm, ya sure? She said N/N had told her to go over to yalls place today. I heard the girls talking on FaceTime last night.” 

“Ya think I don’t know my own fuckin’ anniversary shitty hair?!” 

“Sorry man! You’re right! Don’t shoot the messenger now! See ya tomorrow bro!” Kirishima shouted as he retreated from his partner's office hurriedly and slammed the door behind him as he exited.

Katsuki scoffed as he wore his typical scowl. He returned to reading the reports he had to sign off on before his thoughts drifted elsewhere. Kirishima’s words began to get to him. But what would that dumb-haired idiot know? No one knew his relationship better than himself. Yet the thought kept itching his brain uncomfortably. Katsuki exited the Word document and clicked on his computer calendar. He scrolled around to find today's date and agenda. His eyes searched intently to find any sign of today's plans only to find none. He smirked. Of course, he was right. He scrolled to next week's calendar list and scrolled through the pre-made plans only to notice your anniversary date wasn’t scheduled on the correct date. 

“The hell?” The blonde scowled as he inched his face closer to the screen as if it would help him see more clearly. 

His carmine eyes scanned closely at the agenda only to keep re-reading the same things. No anniversary. His confusion began to spike. He gave up looking through his computer and reached for his phone in his pocket. He quickly pulled up his calendar and looked through to next week's date again only to find the same thing. No anniversary date. He gulped the nerves that settled in his throat as he began to scroll back to this week. He checked today's date to find nothing. He let out a frustrated groan as he tossed his phone onto his desk which jumbled the messy stack of papers that were laid out. His eyes caught something on his desk that he hadn’t noticed before. A paper with a schedule for the week created by his assistant. He grabbed it and scanned through it noticing something.

No fucking way. How the fuck did he tell his assistant to cancel that?! But then he remembered 

why...

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“D-Dynamight sir, Pro-Hero Grand has publicly announced a collaboration with the Red Riot Dynamight Agency for the big Mysterio Villian Case. Should I schedule a meeting with the PR group?” Bakugou’s assistant asked.

“Tch, yeah schedule that shit.” 

“Right away sir,” She began to dabble on her tablet with her stylus pen. “Fuckin’ annoyin’ piece-a-shit,” He grumbled as he ruffled his spiky locks. 

“What day should I make it for sir?” 

“Friday, I’m already packed as it is durin’ the week,” He groaned as he sat on his office desk chair. 

“Yes sir, ah- s-sir, it seems you’re unavailable Friday afternoon for your-”

“Just move whatever the hell it is,” Bakugou said firmly as he began to look through a stack of files and papers on his desk. 

“S-Sir? But it's your-”

“I swear to god if you don’t just do yer job and reschedule whatever the fuckin’ schedule conflict is so fuckin’ help me-”

“Y-Yes Dynamight sir! My apologies! R-Right away, sir!” The woman squeaked as she bowed repeatedly before quickly scurrying out of his office to avoid being scolded harshly further. Bakugou sighed loudly as he laid his head back leaning further into his chair. A few hours later his assistant knocked on his office door, and with a growl, he allowed her entry.

“S-Sorry sir, almost forgot to give you this week's schedule, I’ve already altered it as requested,” Bakugou’s assistant said timidly as she quickly hurried to his desk, neatly placing said schedule before him, and then quickly scurrying back out. 

Bakugou sighed, huffing an exhale before glaring at the ceiling. He just wanted the day to be over so he could sleep soundly beside his girl in the safety and comforts of your shared home…

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Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Katsuki rambled as he rushed through his agencies parking lot to his black Camaro with a giant orange X on the hood that matched the X on his hero suit. Scrambling to find the keys in his joggers and hoodie, he accidentally drops them, letting out another curse as he snatches the keys, unlocks his vehicle, and hops into it. His engine roars to life as he presses the ignition button, and shifts his gear down to reverse, the other hand clutches the steering wheel, and his foot steps on the gas.

The city lights fly past Katsuki’s vision and reflect beautifully against his car’s glossy paint. His mind is solely focused on you as he speeds through the streets of Musutafu. He broke hard at red lights before stomping on the gas at the green lights, trying his hardest to get back to you as quickly as he could while his heart raced with fear.

Katsuki Bakugou was never a religious man, there’s been times when he’s been at death's door yet he still never believed in any higher being, but right now he’s praying to any god or deity who’s willing to listen to his prayers that he can save your relationship from breaking. He knows he’s fucked up. He knows how desperate you’ve been to have one-on-one time with him yet he’s never complied. 

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“Katsuki why can’t I just go over to spend five minutes with you during your lunch break?”

“Because Y/n I’m busy,” He growled as he brushed his teeth. 

“You can’t even spare five minutes? Or what about leaving to work later in the mornings so we can eat breakfast together?”

“Woman, would you drop it? I’m a busy man, you know this. Don’t ya got yer own hero shit ta work on?” He argued. 

“I mean yeah but-” “Then drop it Y/n,” He growled before throwing some water into his mouth and gurgling to spit out.

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Katsuki’s brows furrowed as a whine crept up his throat. His hands clutched the steering wheel tighter as his foot pressed on the gas pedal harder. He was almost home but it felt like he’d never get there. The 20-minute drive to your shared apartment felt like hours when he practically made it in five minutes. He sped into the driveway of the parking structure, smashed the pin code into the machine, and waited impatiently to be let in by the auto-mated closed gates of the apartment complex. Once the gates opened just enough for his car to drive through he sped into the parking lot, parking quickly with a harsh screeching of his tires breaking as he put his Camaro into park.

 He quickly grabbed his duffel bag stuffed with his dirty hero outfit, grabbed his keys and water bottle, and got out, locking his car before booking it to the parking garage elevator. Katsuki's furrowed brows and creases of his skin were etched with worry and nervousness. What will await the hero once he enters his shared home with you? Are you mad? Are you upset? Are you angry waiting for him with a knife in hand? Okay, that last one was a stretch but Katsuki’s just stressed.

For a year or more he’s carelessly thrown his relationship with you to the side, blinded by his hero upcoming to realize that just loving someone isn’t enough to make a relationship healthy. God, he’d fucked up. He fucked up so bad. He’s just secretly praying to whoever will listen that he hasn’t messed up too badly. He needs you, his rock, his anchor, his breath of fresh air, his love, and hopefully his future wife, that is, if you even want to still be with him. 

The sound of the elevator bell rings brings the ash blonde out of his trance. He quickly steps out of the elevator and rushes down the hall to your home. His hands were shaking slightly as his head began to get slightly fuzzy. His chest heaved quickly as his thoughts were overrunning with insecurity and fear. After a few moments of doing his breathing exercises his therapist, whom he was forced to see once a week, taught him to do, he exhaled with shut eyes before opening them and standing taller with confidence.

He unlocks the door and goes inside the apartment. His movements match the sound echoing throughout the apartment, quiet. He sets his duffel bag down in front of the sideboard and sets his keys in the key bowl before turning around and closing the door, making sure to lock it. His eyes scan the dark home looking for any sign of disorderliness throughout it. He quietly makes his way into the home and heads straight to your shared bedroom. He opens it with caution, careful not to disturb you.

It’s dark, the lights in the room are off yet the only thing that allows him to see you is the illuminating light from the TV reflecting onto your figure. He was cautious entering the room and getting closer to you with careful footing as he tip-toed closer to the bed. Your curled-up figure seemed so small and vulnerable to him as he approached your sleeping figure and sat down at the foot of the bed, careful not to wake you. 

He sighed as he carefully laid a palm on your calf that was covered up by a blanket he hadn’t recognized. Fuck, just how absent has he been. A soft movement of bed sheets shifting catches Katsuki’s attention. His head and eyes follow the source of the noise as his carmine eyes meet yours. You had sat up, you're awake. Katsuki's tough focade falters slightly as his gaze catches with yours. He gulps, making mental preparations for the important conversation to come. He chooses to go with a small icebreaker, trying to gain an understanding of what you’re currently feeling.

Katsuki secretly prided on how well he could read you and made mental notes of how he was doing a good job as a first-time boyfriend. But right now he couldn’t read you and that scared him. You’re pulling away, that much is obvious, but how long have you been pulling away from him? Can he stop you? Does he still have time to reel you back in? He hopes he still has time to prevent you from distancing yourself further. Please let there be time.

“Sorry to wake you, angel,” He whispered as he scooted closer, enough to be able to lean down to kiss your forehead, to which you leaned away from the action, causing Katsuki’s throat and heart to constrict painfully. 

His palms begin to sweat, he can feel the watery sensation begin to release out of his skin. He leaned back away to get a better view of your face. Just what was going on inside that pretty head of yours? He had to know. He needs to know how to fix this.

“Angel?” He called lowly, in a careful way to not tip you off. 

“Where were you?” You finally spoke. Katsuki could feel his throat dry so he cleared his throat and wet his lips, before swallowing the lump in his throat and speaking.

“Workin’...” He responded, his head low showing slight vulnerability to you.

“Working?” You repeated his statement with slight venom on your tongue.

Katsuki didn’t know what else to respond with besides just nodding his head as an answer. His lack of acknowledgment and speaking starts to get you bothered. Does he not care? Has he not have anything else to say? Probably because he doesn’t even realize why you're upset. Hell, he most likely forgot, it's the most obvious answer you didn’t want to acknowledge. Denying such a ridiculous thing because you know your Katsuki wouldn’t forget. He’s a very organized man, he would’ve put it in his calendar that he checks hourly, unless he just didn’t care enough to put it down.

Obviously… he didn’t mark it down. It wasn’t a special enough day for him to put on his calendar. How stupid were you? A year without a date or properly seeing him isn’t a sign enough to show you that he just doesn’t give a fuck? Missing your anniversary isn’t a sign enough? You’re a pathetic girl in love with a man who’s in love with his job and nothing more. The answer to your question has always been in front of you yet you always dismiss it because of “faith” and “hope” that bonded you to your love for Katsuki.

Now those ropes have snapped from him with the realization. Your last hope of salvaging this relationship, this love has snapped. He saw it. He saw a change in your eyes. A slight sliver of your love vanished. His heart was crumbling. His pulse was quickening and his palms were growing sweatier at the second. He was losing you. He felt it, he knew it. He has to do something, there has to be something to be done to fix this. He has to, he can’t lose you. 

“H-How was your day?” He choked lowly. Was he fucking serious? 

“How was my day? Are you fucking kidding me?” You hissed. How stupid is he to ask that? Could he not tell? Of course not, because he doesn’t love you. 

Fuck. Was that wrong to ask? Obviously, what does he do now?

“Is it wrong to ask my girl how her fuckin day was?” He growled. 

“Don’t you fuckin go turning this around on me,” You raised your voice. At that, Katsuki gets defensive and raises his voice back. 

“Turning this on you? All I did was ask how your day went or do you not want me to care?” 

“Fuck you Katsuki Bakugou. Seriously fuck you.” You seethed.

“What’s gotten yer panties in a twist huh?” He spat.

“Okay Bakugou, just throw everything on me because I’m a shitty girlfriend, okay,” You scoffed as you rolled your eyes and rose out of bed, making your way to the closet.

With angry eyes, Katsuki watches you as he gets up from the bed and drinks in your every move.

“Did I fucking say you were? No, so don’t go putting words in my fuckin’ mouth when ‘m tryna talk to you,” He growled as his brows furrowed.

This was going wrong, so, so wrong. 

“Well, how you're talking to me is telling me that!” You spat as you begin to rummage through the closet for something.

“Will you just fuckin’ stop actin’ like this, how do you expect to have civil conversations if yer actin’ like a bitch?” He spat.

Your movements came to a stop. Halting looking for whatever it was you were looking for. Your eyes widened as you stared blankly at the hanging clothes in front of you. Katsuki’s face mimicked yours as your back that was turned to him stiffened at his comment. It took Katsuki a moment before realizing what he said. His anger began to dissipate and regret, guilt and nervousness began to wrack through his mind and body. 

“Y/n I didn’t mean-” Katsuki started as he reached an arm out to you.

“I hate you.”

His breath caught in his throat. His outstretched arm halted its movement as he stiffened and his body froze in place. His heart stopped and his body felt as if he was falling. Falling fast and hard to the ground, similar to the time he realized he was in love with you. Only this time it felt like he was dying. His heart constricted with pain it felt as if his heart stopped beating, like he stopped being able to breathe. His skull felt as if it were crushing down his brain.

‘I hate you.’ Not the sweet ‘I love you’s’ he loves to hear from you. Not the ‘love you’ that he craves you to whisper in the crack of dawn as he tries to swiftly untangle your sleepy limbs from his. Not the ‘I love you so much’ he needs to hear when he wakes you up at night accidentally because he was a tad bit loud trying to sneak into the shower without waking you, just to fail miserably and go over to kiss your forehead and you whisper those sweet words after he’s had a long shit day at work. Not the ‘I’m in love with you’ you first said after your twentieth date before he asked you to be his. Not an ‘I love you’ but an ‘I hate you’. You hate him. Not love, hate. Hate. You, his only weakness when it comes to anything, sweet you who he adores although he hardly shows it. You, who he needs although he hardly proves it.

You who he loves more than anything in the world, although he’s never said it. Is that why you hate him? He’s been an asshole, he can see it now. Is it selfish of him, to want to keep you when all he’s done is hurt you? Probably, but does he care? No, because Katsuki Bakugou is a selfish bastard but he’s going to change that with you. He wants to change that for you. He has to because he loves you. Even if you hate him he’ll follow you to the pits of hell because he loves you so much. He hopes it's not too late, he hopes there’s still something to be done to fix this. 

“I love you.” He whispers through a broken whine. He hears the soft hitch caught in your throat.

He sees how the muscles and limbs of your body tense at his words. His eyes drink in every little thing you do to come up with his thoughts of what you must be thinking. From what he’s observed, what he said did nothing to help the situation. 

“What?” You whispered.

“I-I umm. I said-”

“No. I heard what you said.”

He doesn’t respond, just stands cautiously waiting for you to speak. He feels it coming, the outburst. 

“Why?” You murmured. 

He wouldn’t have caught it if he hadn’t mentally tuned everything else in the world out just so he could focus on you. He was good at doing that. Being a hero forced him to learn these things regarding the human senses. He trained himself to be a hound dog with his eyes, ears, and smell for the job. With that experience, he could always hear the slightest change of your breath whenever he was around you. He heard your response, now he has to figure out what you mean by why and come up with a good response to save this relationship. 

“What do you mean why? Because yer my girlfriend that’s why,” He scoffed. God his cursed fucking mouth. 

“Just because I’m your girlfriend?” You repeated lowly.

Katsuki’s guard keeps going on higher and higher alert which he didn’t know was possible. It worried him. He didn’t respond, didn’t know what to respond with, so he waited for you to speak. 

“You say you love me but you only love me because I’m your girlfriend?” You snapped as you turned around to face him, causing his body to snap straight up at your sudden outburst. 

“You don’t love me because I’m hard-headed yet so calming. Because I’m rude but so loving. Or because I’m ruthless but so caring, or emotionally unavailable yet so emotional, or rough and tough yet so soft and gentle or scary looking yet so soft looking, or rough around the edges yet mushy in the center, or a bully yet sincere or mean yet kind or cocky yet insecure or brave yet fearful or clever but stupid or clean yet dirty or organized yet unorganized or active yet lazy or hygienic yet sometimes unhygienic or strong yet soft or ambitious yet negative or because you set goals so high the world can’t see them yet you go above and beyond to reach them, or because you inspire those around you without meaning to or because you strive for something so great and you work so hard to achieve it or because you don’t let anything stand in the way to get what you want or because you’re so beautiful and I don’t mean from the outside but the inside because Katsuki you are incredibly beautiful inside and out and that’s why I love you…I love you for all of those reasons because it makes you, you, and I love that, I love you. But if you can’t give me one simple fucking reason why you love me besides the fact that I’m your girlfriend then I don’t want to be anymore… because that just proves this relationship has been one-sided this whole time. I’m tired Katsuki… I’m tired of the late nights with no contact from you. I’m tired of always coming second and putting all the effort into this relationship to keep it from tearing but it’s already been torn. I am tired Katsuki. I’m done being tired.” Your broken voice broke him. 

He tried and tried and tried so hard to keep himself strong but with everything you said, explaining every detail of him down to the bone broke him. For the first time in a very long time, Katsuki Bakugou broke down. His face instantly contorted to anguish as hot fat tears spouted down his soft cheeks. His arm quickly came up to cover his eyes from you as his unoccupied hand gripped at his shirt where his heart was. His knees buckled as he fell to the ground still sobbing. His emotions were running wild with absolute adoration for you yet he was heartbroken. You love him. A complete asshole who’s done nothing but hurt you, you love him, but he couldn’t love you as you deserved and now he’s going to lose you forever. 

“I’m sorry!” He howled through choked sobs.

As he peered up to look at you, you weren’t there. He quickly got up and wiped his tears away as he scanned the room. His ears caught the sound of a heavy plop sound coming from the living room. He hurried to the noise source as he saw you stuffing a sweater into a duffel bag. The alarms in his head stopped as his mind came to a realization. You were leaving. He quickly went to you. 

“What the hell are you doing?” He asked with a demanding tone. You didn’t respond, just continued to stuff some things you had laid out on the couch. 

“Y/n I’m talking to you!” He called for you louder as he reached to snatch your wrist to prevent you from packing your things further. 

“Let go of me!”

“Not until you talk to me!” “I did talk!”

“Well yeah but-”

“No Bakugou, you forced me to talk earlier so I did and now I’m leaving. I spoke my peace, I got nothing more to say to you.”

“Well, I got way more to say to you, but I need you here to say it.” He growled, yet his eyes showed panic.

The slight shaking of his arm and hand, which kept you firmly in place from leaving, caught your attention as you looked into his eyes and down at his hand that gripped your wrist. You nodded slightly, causing Bakugou to loosen his grip. You took that slight change to snatch your wrist back. Katsuki stared down at you with a vulnerability you’ve never seen before.

“What Bakugou?” You asked with a tiredness to your tone.

Your shoulders slumped and your eyes drooped. You're tired. He can see it. The slight black dusting your eye bags. Your eyebrows creased to show your exhaustion. He sees it, your love dissipating. It makes him tremble. He doesn’t miss the name you address him as. His last name. No loving nickname. No first name. Just Bakugou. His last name. Something strangers address him as. The last name he wanted to share with you. Was it too late? Is it too late to still give it to you?

He wanted to propose to you. He wanted you to carry his last name. Wanted to share a deeper bond through marriage. Wanted to share new experiences as a bonded pair through golden rings. He had everything planned for your fifth anniversary. He fucked it up. Katsuki didn’t believe in love until he met you. The love that is now one-sided. He knew he’d been unfair these last few months. No, it’s been longer than that. He knew it, he just didn’t want to believe how shitty he’s been. As a very prideful and cocky man who prides himself on being the best in every aspect, he didn’t want to believe he failed. No, that’s not what’s eating at him. It’s that the one good thing he had in his life was leaving. Fleeting and he’s scared of the unknown.

In the hero industry, he excelled at foresight. He always had plans to be one step ahead, and always had an idea of what would happen next. Now he’s got no clue what’s going to happen and that scares him because it’s about you. He wants you more than anything and he knows that now. He doesn’t want to lose you. He’s known that but he didn’t show it and now you’ve reached your breaking point and he’s so fucking scared of a life without himself by your side. 

“Please. Y/n I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry for everything.” He said lowly with a break to his words.

You stood there watching your- watching Bakugou break. You did this. The great Dynamight who’s notorious for his strength and unvulnerability is broken before you. Some twisted part of you isn’t even empathetic towards him. You’re glad he’s hurting as you have been for the past year. Yet the part that loves him is aching. The inner battle of turmoil is clouding your judgment. 

“I’ve been an asshole. I know that- I see that now-”

“So what? Did it have to take you losing me to see that?” Bakugou’s lips pursed tight and wobbled slightly. Loose you? Was this truly it? Did he really lose you? 

“Please. Please, I’m sorry Y/n. I’m sorry for everything-!” 

“And what exactly are you sorry for? Do you even have the slightest understanding of why you’re even sorry?” You shouted with tears brimming your eyes. 

“For being an asshole! For being a horrible shitty fucking boyfriend! For being negligent and absent and expecting everything from you and giving you nothing from me! I see now how I’ve treated you and I know now how horrible of me that is and I’m sorry!” Bakugou rasped with tears.

Tears he’s vowed he’d never shed but are now sprouting from his eyes. Falling to his knees he sinks into himself as he crumbles. His world seemed to crumble down to ash. This is what he was good at. Destruction. Destroying anything and everything he touches. His quirk that he prides himself with, the quirk of explosion that makes Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki, was now seeming to feel like a curse rather than a blessing.

Katsuki flinches as his senses reel him back into reality from the soft touch of your fingers against his cheeks. His eyes drink in your face, the crease of your brows furrowed into an expression of sadness and worry. The puffy redness around your eyes hints at you crying. The tip of your nose is red and your lashes are slightly damp. God, you were truly beautiful. A gorgeous woman he had the liberty to call his at one point. At least he got that. Though his heart will never be satisfied with that. 

“Thank you for the apology.” You said so softly.

The soothing tone he loved to hear. Lately, it was the only tone of voice you’d speak since he would only return home to you at ungodly late hours. The tone you called his name with when you were half asleep. So melodic. 

“I love you,” He rasped as his body moved to hold yours, but you stopped him.

Your hands reached out to keep him at a distance by his shoulders. His gaze fell to your hands that pressed on his shoulders and back up to your face in confusion. 

“I can’t,” you whispered. Katsuki felt his heart twist painfully again. 

“You, can’t?” 

“Oh, Katsuki. It’s not that easy anymore. We can’t just fix everything with a simple apology and an “I love you” and expect everything to be perfect.” You sighed as you returned your hands to your side and avoided his gaze in defeat. 

“I know that. I do. That’s why I’m willing to do whatever I have to to fix this. Us. For us.” He announced as he slowly reached for your hand to hold in his. You noticed and quickly moved your hand away from his. 

“No Katsuki you don’t get it. It’s not simple at all. This situation. Our relationship. It’s non-existent. I can’t live like this anymore.”

“Then, then tell me what to do. Tell me what I can do to fix it and I will. I’ll do it in a heartbeat. Please.”

“I can’t.”

“Yes, you can. You can baby. Anything you need from me, just tell me so I can fix this. I can’t lose you Y/n, please. He whined.

“I can’t Katsuki.” “Yes, you can! Please! Please Y/n. Just-just tell me what I can do to fix us. To save us! C’mon Y/n, please! Just tell me what I can do! There has to be something I can still do to save us! Please!” 

“I can’t!” “Why?! Why can’t you?! There has to be something to be done still please baby!”

“I can’t because there’s nothing to be done Katsuki!” There it was. The final tether of the string that tied your hearts together, it snapped. 

“Nothing?” You didn’t respond. Just kept avoiding eye contact. Trying to focus on anything but him. 

“Is this really it?” He murmured, although he was more so speaking to himself.

The disbelief. The refusal to accept it. The denial. His heart can’t. It’s refusing to accept the loss of you. It’s crying, screaming, threatening to rip out of his chest and rush to yours. To hug and hold your heart and beat warmly once again. But Katsuki has to resist, to hold it back and keep it in its ribcage, locked up. Forever in solitude as it deserves, as he deserves. He can’t blame you. He’s been so fucking awful to you. He can’t blame you, judge you, not even think about hating you, but it doesn’t mean he has to be okay with it. He’s not sure if he’d ever be. 

“I’m sorry. There’s just nothing else to be done anymore. It’s over.” You said softly with a crack at the end of your sentence.

Katsuki knows you love him. But the damage he’s made has been done and he’s pushed past your limit. He understands. But even with knowing his heart can’t stop it’s yearning for you. 

“I’m sorry.” He said, just merely above a whisper.

Loud enough for you to just catch it. You finally decide to look up at him and you see just how disheveled he looks, how broken he seems, and he is. It’s felt like hours. Perhaps it has been. It’s been hours since you left. Left him here, alone. Hours since he’s moved from the floor. He’s still sitting on the cold wood floor since the argument. He can’t find the energy to move. How long has it been? He doesn’t know and doesn’t care to find out. His gaze drifts to the windows of the apartment and notices the dark sky. Fuck, it’s late. It’s been a whole day yet all he can think about was what happened hours prior. His eyes move to look for his phone.

Finally having some sort of motivation drives his body to get up and search for his phone. He finds it on the kitchen counter. He turns his phone over and the first thing he’s greeted with is his lock screen picture of you and him, smiling like idiots in love. He fights so hard to keep the dam he worked hard to build over the past hours to stay up. With a hard deep breath, he wills himself to unlock his phone and takes off the Do Not Disturb. His phone instantly floods with notifications, messages, and missed calls, none of which were from you. His eyes scanned to see most texts were about his whereabouts from work employees such as his PR team, assistant, weird hair, and the nerd.

Instead of reapplying the Do Not Disturb, Katsuki just shuts his phone off completely. He has no use for it. He also wouldn’t like to see the reminder of what he once had on it either. He tosses his phone back onto the kitchen counter and takes a good, hard look around the place. It’s the same as it has been for years. It’s changed since you and him first bought it. Aside from all the hard work you put into decorating it, it’s still the same. Only now it feels emptier than it had been the day you both first moved in.

Katsuki takes the time to actually take in his surroundings and notices just how much the space has changed. His entire home looked more feminine yet empty. As if only one person lived here. Slowly his shared home with you began to look like just a home for you. Slowly things that made the home for you both began to disappear. The little decorations that he added for slight touches of his personality to blend with yours were now gone and all he could see was you. You surrounded this space and it frightened him because he’s now realizing he had been pushed out of your heart and mind completely for far longer than he’s realized. You drew all thoughts of him away by removing everything that made the home him and you to just you. Maybe in doing so it dulled the ace of him being a dead-beat boyfriend.

He wouldn’t blame you if that were the reason, it just doesn’t dull the ache within. Katsuki heads to the bedroom and slowly opens the door. As he enters the room he notices the changes that had been made. The silk black sheets he bought years ago now changed to white silk ones. The bed frame is new, and the mirror in the corner of the room is new as well. The tv is larger than the previous one and the blankets are a different color as well. God fucking dammit, he’s been sleeping here for five years, sharing a home with you was the best thing to experience but even though he’s been here he wasn’t truly here. Absent-minded living has driven you away and he can see why. He’s not noticed a thing that’s been going on under his roof. Even under his fucking nose for crying out loud.

He’s angry. All his emotions are building up. Fueling the giant pit of fire in his belly. The surging flames explode up the tubes of his veins, flowing into his brain. The flaming bursts of emotions kept fueling into his mind until it overflowed to be too much and then, he exploded. Crackling and thundering echoed throughout the walls of the apartment. Loud booming and thudding hallowing like a storm. Red. Nothing but red is all he can see. Red is all he sees as he grabs and throws anything he can grab a hold of. Red is all he sees as he blows up anything and everything in his path. Red is all he sees as he repeatedly pounds his fist against the wall.

Blue is all he sees when images of you pop up in his head. Blue is all he sees when he blinks his tears away. Blue is all he sees when he closes his eyes and slides his slumped body down against the wall that is bloody and charred. Black is all he sees when his exhausted body succumbs to the sleep he so desperately needs. When he sleeps, he can dream.

When he dreams, he can dream of a world where something could be done to keep your love for him...

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.*☆ﾟ.* Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Thank you for reading my story and if you liked it please let me know! I WILL be doing a Part 2! If you would like to be in the tag list for it please let me know!! I also have a few other stories on my masterlist so feel free to read those as well! Thank you and please come again! .*☆ﾟ.*

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⊹ ࣪ ˖Bakugou x Reader⊹ ࣪ ˖

Contains: Some cursing, aged up characters! 3rd years in U.A. , other than that it’s nothing but fluff :) Happy reading! /^~^/

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Bakugou Katsuki wondered the halls of U.A. He walked these halls every day during the week. From going to class, the restroom, training grounds, cafeteria, the school’s gym, and the support course class. Not once has these halls ever felt different to him, different in the sense of being bare, empty or dark, scarce or lonely. But things changed, and that scared him. His life was great, he was doing great with being the greatest, but now he felt far from it. This feeling was foreign and new and he hated it. He was frustrated to no end only because he couldn't explain to himself let alone anyone why, how, or what he was feeling. He just didn’t know.

What he did know, was they started because of her. Y/n, L/n. Known for her beauty and wits, strength and grades, personality and skills, quirk and talents, she was well known within U.A. let alone the streets of Japan as an upcoming Hero. He knew that, she knew that, hell everyone knew that. Maybe that's why it made it even more difficult to be around her. The fact that everyone wanted to befriend her, talk to her, and know her. There was something special about you that everyone wanted to see, including him. Of course, he wasn't the only one, and that's what aided in the difficulty of things.

For some odd reason, Bakugou always found you, sought you, heard you. How or why he couldn’t tell, he just did. Oh, the class lost sight of you at the mall, there you were at the pet shop a few stores behind, how did they miss you? In a giant crowd at the ice rink, he peeked over a bunch of heads until he found you rather quickly, zooming through the extras trying to learn or just skating decently. Walking by the common room of the dorms, he heard you gossiping about some character from a stupid romance manga you were gushing about with Mina. Later that day he looked up the character name and found out the name of the manga.

For Christmas he happened to get you for the Secret Santa crap everyone decided to do this year, seeing how you all lived with each other and it was your first Christmas together. Of course, he bought you the new volume that was just released last week. Before he purchased it he made sure you hadn’t bought it yet through Kirishima. He also got you a basket of your favorite snacks, (he asked Kirishima who asked Mina, again) along with a soft cozy blanket with your favorite anime character. He always heard you talking about them. He considered watching that anime, but lately, he’s been too busy with life to sit down and watch it.

His spending wasn’t in vain as he watched your smile brighten to something he could only describe as bright, causing his pupils to dilate as he watched you smile. Ironically it was Christmas which supposedly made everything about the holiday “Merry and Bright”. But it was odd. Odd how his face heated so much and he wasn’t even close to the heater. His whole body went hot as his back straightened quickly. His palms grew sweatier than normal as sweat dripped down his forehead. A lump suddenly formed in his throat as he watched you jump excitedly around the room, holding the basket he gifted close to your chest. Oggling it with stars in your eyes as you squealed in absolute glee.

He looked down at you as you expressed your absolute glee about his gift and he couldn’t help but smile at you. Not smirk, smile with his dilated pupils and a faint blush on his cheeks and the tips of his ears. He believed that that moment, the way you looked up at him after jumping around happily, wide-eyed and lips slightly parted, doe innocent e/c eyes staring up at him, long curled lashes batting slowly at him, pink lips parted for a second before widening into the widest, brightest, happiest smile he’d ever seen, he believes that that moment, that exact moment was when his views of you changed. 

At first, you were a nobody, a classmate, then an acquaintance, then somewhat of a friend, and now, his gift for a long holiday during the winter seemed to have sparked something between you two, but what was the cherry on top was your gift to him. A black scarf with two orange stripes crossing into an X as it started from the top and ended at the bottom, along with a rare limited edition golden All-might figure, and two small black beads? Yeah, beads. He looked at you confused as he took the beads out of their small case, which was velvet black and had an orange X on it too.

He peered down at you puzzled, but your warm smile, made him nod his head in thanks. Your small hand carefully grasped his, as your other grabbed the case and opened it revealing the beads once again, carefully taking them out and putting them in your palm. You then looked into his eyes making him hold his breath. What were you doing? Were you going to knee his face? Slap him? What? He then realized you had put the beads in his ear as he heard a slight ringing sound that made him hiss. 

“Sorry! Wrong button!” You apologized as you tapped one of the beads in his ear and all went silent, but not too silent. This noise sounded different.

“These are special kinds of hearing aids. I had Mae Hatsume help me develop them. I had originally asked her to make grenade silencers for your grenade gauntlets, but it was taking much longer to make than we realized, Kirishima had told me that you mentioned your ears ringing sometimes during training or a fight or class and I'm guessing it was because of your explosions, so I wanted to help you with that. Your silencers are still being made, but Hatsume and I made these hearing aids for you, for the meantime. Well she made them I just designed it. They work to block out loud noises but still allow you to hear anything and everything else. They just reduce the loud noise of explosions and such. I-I umm, hope I didn’t offend you with these gifts. I just thought, that maybe, they would help, and you would appreciate them... I don’t know what you like, but, I feel like you would have liked to receive something useful rather than something that would collect dust, I just bought the Allmight figure as a failed backup... Oh! And I made the scarf myself! My grandmother helped me sew it. I-I hope you like them Bakugou! Merry Christmas!” 

That moment was the moment that changed forever. Since then he has followed you around like a lost puppy. You guys hung out 24/7. Like peas in a pod. You both became known as best friends to your classmates and the school. You were always seen together. Never one of you was ever without the other, and he’d grown very used to that. Did you want to go to 7/11? Okay, let's go. Want to try a new restaurant that opened up downtown? Let him grab the scarf you made him, it's a little cold out. Going to a family barbeque, he was invited without hesitation.

Although he was nervous about meeting your family, it ended up being a success. (meaning him beating all your little cousins in Mario Kart and your father and uncles in pool). He had to attend one of his parents' god-awful fashion shows, you're coming with him. You always had to be there, and he was okay with that. Your time together ended up being a normal thing, it was weird when you guys weren’t together. For the both of you.

At first, he just thought that the both of you spending time alone in each other's dorms playing video games or watching shows on Netflix was just a friend thing, you guys were just friends. He said it over and over and over. 

“ Heyyyy kachannnn, you and Y/n huh? Somethin’ special goin’ on there? Huh? Huhhhhh?” Denki nudged Bakugou, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Of course not you dunce, she’s just a friend you moron,”

He convinced everyone including himself you were just a friend. And of course, you were. Everything you guys do is something all friends do! Nothing special about it. That was until he experienced firsthand and realized that you’re both High School students, attending school, training to be heroes, but you attend a HIGH SCHOOL. Teenagers in school, of course, guys were going to be after you. So why was it a shocker when some stupid extra tried to fucking confess in front of him?!

Okay, maybe not in front of him, but in the empty hallway after school hours? Didn’t this moron know you both walk together? Doesn’t this fucking idiot know he doesn’t have a slight chance with you? This guy’s probably 5,5, he’s got black hair that has a lot of dandruff, which makes it look like he has lice, but it's probably from all that gel he has on. He’s got pimples on his forehead and one of his ears looks bigger than the other.

Okay, Bakugou isn’t normally that much of an asshole but come on! This guy’s arms aren’t even close to the size of Bakugou’s waist, and his waist is TINY! He couldn’t help but wait back in class 1-A and overhear what you were going to respond with.

“Huh? You- like me? I’m sorry but I don’t even know you?” You said innocently but truthfully. You were right, you didn’t know this moron, but common, couldn't you just reject his sorry ass already?

“What if you get to know me?” Is he serious? Like hell, Bakugou would let tha-

“Hmm. I’m sorry but I don’t think so. I don’t have time to go on dates right now. I also would have to turn down your offer because I don’t feel like I’d reciprocate your feelings even if we did get to know each other, have a good rest of your day though!” 

“B-But, please! Tell me this, does your heart already belong to someone?” 

Uh oh, now his heart was racing, much more with fear than curiosity.

“That’s my secret to hold and to keep, sorry. Bakugou, you can come on out now!”

“W-What?” He breathed a mere whisper out in shock and surprise.

“Hey Bakugou!” The girl smiled brightly at him. The kind of smile that would make any man or woman swoon over. 

“H-Hey, umm, how did you-” 

“I just knew, plus your massive arms and shoulders were peeking out from behind the trash can Bakugou, you’re not exactly a small person,” You giggled, placing your delicate hand over your mouth as you giggled.

You looked absolutely beautiful. Bakugou’s only wish now is to continue to make you laugh and stifle your giggles for the rest of your lives. Bakugou blushed at your comment. 

“A-anyways, let’s get a move on. 'M starving,” He grumbled as he began to walk past you.

Catching up with him you began conversing with him on the walk to the dorms. The two of you entered and headed to the kitchen where he began to cook food for the two of you. It’s been a normal thing that began after Christmas. The two of you then ate a wonderfully delicious meal. After eating and cleaning up you both headed up to your dorm to study per usual. Once you both entered you flopped onto your bed as Katsuki took a seat on your desk chair and turned it to face your bed instead of the desk, as you both always do. You started up another conversation but after a while noticed that your blonde-headed friend was quiet. To quiet.

Your brow quirked up in interest and confusion as you studied him. His brows furrowed, and his lips formed a small pout as his hands gripped his notebook and pencil tighter than usual. You observed him closely, noticing the difference in his usual expression most would see as his normal cranky self. But to you, you knew something was bothering him. 

“Bakugou,” You called his name softly, catching his attention.

“Hmph.” He grumbled as his eyes glared at his empty notebook paper.

Your brows furrowed more as your concern for your blonde friend grew. 

“Katsuki.” His ears perked at your call of his name.

You could swear you saw them twitch like a dog when called on. He visibly stiffened at your call of his first name as he gulped, causing his Adam's apple to move beautifully. His red ruby eyes stilled as they stayed locked onto the notebook in his hands. His body felt hot and cold at the same time. Nervous. He was nervous and he couldn’t understand why. Katsuki Bakugou was no coward. No pussy. Not one to succumb to fear or nerves but with you, sweet and wonderful you, seem to be the only thing that can make him freeze with just a call of his name. 

“Hmm,” He responded, choosing to hum rather than to speak knowing his voice would fail him. Why was he so, why was he acting like such a moron. He’s always been fine before. Able to pull his shit together around you. When did this happen? When did he become such a loser around you? He had a guess...

“Are…Are you okay?” Your soft voice asked, he swallowed the lump in his throat as his eyes flickered up to the bottom half of your seated body and retreated back to his empty notebook, afraid to make eye contact with you.

“ ‘M fine.” 

“Are you?”

“Why you naggin’ me,” He growled as his eyes snapped up to meet yours.

Your beautiful e/c ones. He inaudibly gulped as his sudden annoyed confidence faded under your gaze. Your concerned and saddened eyes broke his stern and aggressive wall. His lips parted to say something but his voice failed to word anything. To be fair he didn’t even know what he wanted to say. What to say?

“L/n-”

“Are you upset with me?”

“Huh-what-?”

“Are you mad at me?”

“What? No, why would you-”

“Then do you hate me? Did I annoy you?”

“What?! Of course not- No you didn’t-” “Then what did I do? You don’t have to stay here if you don’t want to. You can leave you don’t have to stay with me,”

“L/n hold on-”

“I’m sorry if I annoy you by dragging you to study with me,”

“L/n easy- just let me talk-”

“I’ll stop bugging you if you want. I won’t talk anymore,”

“Y/n!” He called your name firmly with a louder tone. His hand had flown to your face as it covered your mouth.

His face was close to yours as his eyes honed into yours. Soft pools of ruby waters danced in his irises under the dim lights of your desk lamp and fairy lights around your room. You swallowed the lump of nerves caught in your throat as your eyes widened at his action. The space between the both of you was small, your bodies so close you could feel his body heat. His firm yet soft gaze sent shivers down your spine and throughout your body.The sound of his throat clearing was loud within the quiet room causing you to snap out of your little daze.

“Why’d you freak out on me huh?” He asked softly as he removed his hand from your mouth slowly.

He moved to sit down on your bed comfortably. His feet planted on the floor as he hunched his body and titled his head slightly as he looked to his right side at you. With your legs crossed and a hunched back, you turned your head to the left to speak to him.

“I-I don’t know. You’ve just been acting weird today. You’ve been quiet. It worried me.” You answered in a hushed tone. Your eyes were looking down to avoid eye contact. 

You heard him scoff a slight chuckle as your eyes flickered up to see his small smile and his eyes dimmed to a soft gaze. Your head perked up slowly at this newfound expression with curiosity. 

“You’re an even bigger idiot than I thought you were.”

“H-Hey!”

“Y/n, how could I ever hate you?” 

“Oh, I-I don’t know…”

“It’s not possible. You annoying me or upsetting me is most definitely possible-”

“Hey! Asshole-”

“But- hating you can never happen you dummy.” He smiled softly.

Your heart began to beat faster than it ever had before, and you’ve been through multiple wars against villains, and even then your heart had never beat as quickly and harshly as it was now. 

“Never?”

“Tch. Ya heard me the first time nerd.” He smirked. His response caused you to giggle airily. 

“Well, if that wasn’t the problem, then what is it that’s made you act so, weird?”

“So bein’ quiet is weird?”

“Noo but you being quiet is.”

“Well, it’s gonna stay that way.”

“Aren’t I your best friend?” you smiled like a Cheshire cat.

“Yeah, but that’s the-” Before he could finish his sentence a knock was heard at your door causing you both to look towards the noise. 

“What bad timing,” You murmured as you hopped off your bed to go and answer the knock.

“Wait- just let it-”

Before Bakugou could finish his sentence you opened your door to reveal a tall redheaded male smiling down at you nervously.

“Hey L/n, you got a minute?” Kirishima Eijiro. His strong tone was undoubtedly recognizable.

It caused Katsuki to stiffen at the sound as he hid behind your closet wall, blocking his view of the two of you and vice versa. 

“Uhh,” You started as you turned to see Bakugou missing before turning back to Kirishima. 

“Y-Yeah sure,” You stuttered as you stepped out of your room to speak to the male properly, closing your door softly behind you.

Katsuki quickly yet quietly moved to the door as he pressed his ear against it, trying to eavesdrop on you and the redhead's conversation. 

“What’s up?” You asked.

“Uhh, man I don’t know how to ask this… Would you like to go out with me?” Kirishima muttered before he spat quickly. Shutting his eyes as his shoulders stiffened nervously. 

“Oh, is the Baku-Squad hanging out?” You asked innocently and obliviously, not understanding what he was asking. 

“Huh? O-Oh! No, no I mean. Uhh- I would like to take you out…Just us…Like- like a date..” The redhead blushed as his hand scratched the back of his nape nervously.

At the realization, your eyes widened. All thoughts and concerns of Bakugou left as red alarms blared off inside your head. What.Was.Happening. After what felt like forever you closed your opened mouth to salivate the dryness of your throat and lips before opening it again to respond to your close friend before the sound of your door clicking and swinging open interrupted you. 

“She’s busy,” A gruff voice bellowed as a hand grabbed your arm and swung you back into your room. The red-headed male blinked rapidly a few times in confusion at what just happened. 

“Ow, you dick, that hurt!” You shouted as you stumbled to the floor of your room from the sheer force Bakugou threw you in with. The blonde brute just rolled his eyes as he leaned against the wall of your room, crossing his arms over his chiseled pecs. 

“You can’t date him Y/n,” He muttered. His blonde spiky locks cascaded his eyes as he looked towards the ground, avoiding eye contact.

“W-What?” You asked because you missed what he said. 

“You can’t date him…”

“O-Oh, you mean Kirishima?” He didn’t respond, just barely nodded his head once, still avoiding eye contact.

You then got yourself up and off the ground as you slowly and carefully pulled your desk chair to face you as you sat down on it. Your eyebrows creased as you noticed Bakugou’s avoidance of eye contact. 

“And why can’t I?” You asked meekly with slight confusion in your tone. You watched as he gulped and his body stiffened. He’s been doing that a lot tonight, something he never does. 

“Alright, I’m tired of this. If you’re just gonna play dumb every time I ask you something but tell me what I can and can’t do you can just leave Bakugou,” You asserted, arms crossed over your chest and your face held a stern expression. 

At this Katsuki lifted his head quickly to meet your gaze. His mouth parted as his eyebrows creased more with worry in his eyes. What was he doing? You were right. He had no right to prevent your happiness with other males, so why was he doing this? You are his best friend and so is Kirishima.

You both are amazing people and truthfully, you both would make such a great couple. Your chemistry on the battlefield would be incredible let alone your relationship. You both would set the couple standard and he could already picture the billboards of Japan plastering your bodies hugging lovingly with a giant “Japan’s Perfect Hero Couple” printed above your heads. The thought made his head dizzy and his heart constrict painfully.

He was finally understanding that he didn’t want you to have that with Kirishima or anyone but with him. He wanted to be the one jumping from building to building by your side while out on patrols. He wanted to be saving people with you as a perfect duo. He wanted to watch movies in private with a tub of your favorite ice cream to share. He wanted to get you your dream dog and cat for your birthday. He wanted to share his dreams with you as soon as he wakes up and vice versa. He wants to share every Christmas with you and be each others personal Secret Santa for the rest of his days. He wanted this feeling of loneliness when he's not with you to go away and be filled with just you. He doesn’t want these stupid extras to share any of this with you because he-

His eyes widened. His heart stopped for a second as he finally came to a realization. You’re not just a friend. You never were just a friend. Katsuki Bakugou had been in love with you for two Christmases. Two whole years. He followed you around because he loved you. He made mental notes of your favorite things because he loved you. He treasured the scarf you hand-made him because he loved you. He kept his lock screen that you jokingly changed to the both of you posing up as a badass hero duo that you both took in professional side kick photo shoots because he loved you.

Katsuki fucking Bakugou had been in love with you for years and he never realized it until some boys started to try and take you away from him. He needs to make a reminder to smack himself later for realizing so late like a dumbass, but for now, he needs to tell you before he ruins his friendship with you. 

“I’m in love with you,” He voiced.

Your heart stopped. Your body felt like it was on fire and your eyes widened larger than they ever had before. Your skin tingled and your face grew hot. What? What did he say?

“What?” You asked in a hushed tone, not quite sure if what you heard was correct.

“I love you,” He repeated softly, his gaze as soft as when he sleeps. The tips of his lips creak into a smile barely visible.

If anyone were to see him they’d see him loom calm for once, but you, you could see it clear as day, and that ever-so-tiny smile was just about one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever seen. He looked absolutely divine. Your dim room lighting aids in his godlike features.

This boy whom you’ve know for a few years became your everything in mere seconds, and I’m not just talking about this second. Since before your first Christmas together, this boy had been a stranger, then a friend, then a crush, then a crush within a best friend, and now, he’ll be your everything if you let him, because he so desperately wants to be.

“Don’t play with me Bakugou,”

“I’m not. ‘Dya really think I’d just go up to anyone spoutin’ this shit? I’m not a sappy guy everyone in this god damn world knows that, but fuck Y/n, you make me unable to think properly when I’m around you,”

“Is that why you think you’re in love with me?”

“No. I know. I’ve been knowing. Just been an idiot not realizing it sooner,” He muttered the last bit lowly yet still audibly. 

“ ‘M sorry…” He murmured as his hand slowly and carefully not to startle you, came up to gently clasp your hand in his.

His carmine-colored eyes gazed at your hands joined together. His fingers imprinting the feel of yours and engraving into his mind for if you reject him and his feelings, at least he’ll have this in his mind for the rest of his lonely days. You wouldn’t allow that.

The sound of your sniffles causes his head and eyes to snap back up to meet your precious e/c ones. He immediately took notice of your teared-up eyes as he visibly grew stressed.

“Hey, don’t cry. Please don’t cry. Why’re you crying?” He tried comforting you gently as he spoke ever so softly.

His rough palms met your pillowy cheeks as his thumbs reached to rub at your bottom eye socket, trying his best to soothe you.

“ ‘M not crying,” You murmured as you placed your hands on top of his that cradled your face.

Your eyes gazed up into his. The silence was so loud yet quiet. The atmosphere was no longer anxious but tranquil. Finally, finally you had this boy who held your heart all this time. 

“I’m in love with you too…Dummy,” You smiled softly at him.

He scoffed playfully as he inched his forehead to meet yours. He gazed into your eyes and just felt a spark. He leaned forward to get a better angle to press his lips onto yours. His heart and head were no longer in a battle with each other, cuz from the start his heart knew. It was always you…

“Aaaaand with that, my job here is done,” the manly red-headed male grinned as he backed away from your dorm room door. Humming a happy tune as he placed his hands behind his head and walked triumphantly down the hall…

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I hope y'all liked this story as much as I enjoyed writing it! If you liked this one you also might like another story of mine called “The Dare”. It can be found on my master list! Thank you for reading my story and if you liked it please let me know! I love feedback and it’s what motivates me to write more stories for y'all to enjoy! If any of y'all would like to see me write a specific kind of trope and story line please give me your ideas of what you’d want to read! Thank you and please come again! /^~^/

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The Dare

⊹ ࣪ ˖Bakugou x Reader⊹ ࣪ ˖

⊹ ࣪ ˖A fic heavily inspired by the movie 'After' ⊹ ࣪ ˖

⊹ ࣪ ˖College AU, Aged up characters⊹ ࣪ ˖

CW: mentions of sex, alcohol consumption, heavy cussing language, and angst

Happy Reading!! \^>^/

You never could’ve imagined yourself in this position. In a happy relationship of going on a year with the infamous Katsuki Bakugou. Surprisingly it wasn’t all that rocky, of course, there was some head-butting and some arguments here and there, but other than that it’s a pretty healthy relationship. If one of you was in the wrong you’d apologize and make it up with gifts and words of positive affirmations and regret of your words and actions, the same goes with the other. Loving Katsuki was hard, yes.

He shows his love through actions and not words, it was something you hadn’t wanted in a relationship but settled for because Katsuki’s way of showing his love was unique and hypnotizing. It gave you butterflies whenever he’d randomly take you on a romantic picnic or to the beach, to the ice cream shop a few blocks down from the campus, or to a quick lunch date with a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

He spoiled you like crazy even though you loved the gifts, receiving so many made you feel guilty, almost like a gold digger, but of course, he convinced you otherwise. That he did it because that’s his way of showing how he cares for you. And of course, he did, if he didn’t why would he waste so many months with you? 11 months and 2 weeks to be exact. So he had to love you, right?  Yes, of course. There was no doubt in your mind that he didn’t. Until the day of Mina’s birthday party that not only ruined her special day but ruined your heart…

* * *

Awaking from your slumber by your handsome boyfriend peppering your face with kisses, you let out an airy giggle. Half awake and half asleep you shove his face away from you, but him being the brute he is, leans away from your hand only to climb on top of you and smother you more, peppering kisses on your face, neck, and shoulders. You groaned as you turned your body to look at him the best you could, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you made eye contact with those gorgeous ruby eyes.

He smiled slightly as he brought his face closer to you, rubbing his nose against yours as his eyes closed, humming contently as you reciprocated his actions, your arms slowly wrapping around his shoulders loosely. When you opened your eyes you looked into those red rubies once again, as he slowly leaned in for a soft and sweet kiss. You both hummed contently before you quickly backed away from him, pretending to gag.

“What? Did I bite you?” He asked puzzled.

“Nope, just your morning breath almost made me puke” You snickered behind your hands covering your mouth.

 Bakugou narrowed his eyes as his mouth thinned into a scowl. Quickly he grabbed a pillow and hit you with it, chuckling in revenge. You giggled as you slapped his arm and he laughed. You pulled him close to you as your foreheads touched. Your eyes locked onto his and vice versa. 

“I love you,”

“Yeah?

“Yeah,” You smiled at him as he nuzzled your cheek with his before returning back to laying his forehead against yours.

“I do too, a lot ya hear.”

You giggled before responding, “Yeah, I hear. Nothing in this world can make me stop loving you.”

“Yeah? Nothing?”

“Nothing,” You smiled lovingly before leaning up slightly to kiss him sweetly and lovingly. 

"Soo does that put me at the top of your "What I love most' list?"

"I wouldn't go that far-"

"You ass!" You playfully hit him with the closest pillow you could find.

"Ah! I was kidding, god damn," He chuckled.

"So?"

"So??"

"Ugh, so what is it that you love most in this world?"

"Hmm, dunno,"He responded as he got off of you and plopped down besides you.

"You don't know?!"

"Nope, but what I do know is that if you don't get your sweet, beautiful ass out of bed we'll be late for our lectures," Katuski said as he scooped you up into a cuddle causing you to giggle.

The rest of the morning led to a morning of passionate and sweet sex. After that, you both got ready for your morning lectures. 

“Hurry up princess or I’m leaving your fine ass!” He shouted from outside your bathroom door.

“I’m sorry but you just happened to make our oatmeal with milk and you know I’m lactose Katsuki!” (If you’re not lactose then ignore this and change it with something else idc)

“It’s not my fault you keep buying non-lactose-intolerant milk!” He argued.

“Oh yeah? Well, It’s not my fault you keep giving me shit for not having the right milk you like!”

“Well, no one said you had-JUST GET YOUR ASS OUT! We’re going to be late!”

“Okay!”

After a short while later you both ended up parked in the campus’s parking lot. Exiting Bakugo’s Black Chevy Camaro, you both were greeted by his friends who later on became your friends. You all walked into the campus and were greeted by your friends consisting of Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Tenya Iida, Ochako Ururaka, Tsuyu Asui, and yourself. Bakugou’s friends consisted of Mina Ashido, Kirishima Eijiro, Kyoka Jirou, Denki Kaminari, Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki, and an exchange student named Lila Fugioka. 

You didn’t really like Lila much. Throughout the months of knowing her, you realized that a lot of her stories of her amazingly awesome life didn’t add up but everyone was just fascinated by her, so who were you to be the only hater in the club? When Katsuki and you started dating, your friend group sort of mixed up and brought new friends into the group from your individual lectures and such. Anyways, you walked with your boyfriend to your English lecture as your friends divided off, Mina and Kirishima following you both as you all have the same class, and the others went to their own classes with or without others. 

“What do you think we’re doing today?” Mina asked.

“I don’t know but whatever it is, I hope it's easy. I stayed up till 1 in the morning doing my history essay. So not manly. I’m just glad it’s Friday.”

“Me too! Oh! Almost forgot! You bitches better be free tonight because yours truly is having her birthday party early!” Mina sang as she did a little happy dance walking into the lecture hall.

“What?! Since when? I thought your birthday party was this Saturday!” You asked.

“Well yes but my parents are throwing me a family birthday for my 21st and I heard they were getting me a new car! So of course I just have to go! So I moved my college party to today!” 

“Well sucks for you, cuz I ain’t goin' nowhere.”

“Yes you are, it’s our friend's birthday and we’re going to celebrate with her Kats,” You said as you shook his arm that you were holding onto.

“Yeah, man! Wouldn’t be very manly of you to not show up to your friend's birthday party!” Kirishima said as he took a seat at a desk, the rest of you following as you and Mina sat between Kirishima and Bakugou.

The boys held their ladies’ backpacks along with their own and Bakugou set yours on the chair next to him and his on the floor. He knows that you’d like to keep it clean since he bought you an expensive one, the one you had had your eye on and he saw you like an Instagram post on it. 

“I guess if the lady wants to go,” Bakugou grumbled annoyed as he slouched in his seat. 

You noticed and then held his hand as you gave it a reassuring squeeze along with a kind smile that always seemed to take his breath away. He gave you a small smile before turning to look at the professor who announced their presence. 

Throughout the day you couldn’t wait for your final lecture before you got to go to your apartment and get ready for Mina’s party. The second the bell rang you jumped out of your seat rushing out to your boyfriend's car. In all his hot glory he leaned against the passenger seat door while on his phone as he waited for you.

Of course, you noticed a small group of girls eyeing him while walking by him. You don’t blame them of course, not when he’s wearing a white tee, tan cargo pants, black vans, and his black leather jacket. His black Camaro just tops it off with ultimate hotness. Once you stopped oggling your boyfriend you rushed to him. Finally, he noticed you and he was quick to put his phone away as he opened his arms for you to rush into.

Once you got to him you hugged him tight and with the speed you walked, you spun him a bit, causing him to lift you off the ground and twirl you as you hugged him. He set you down but not without grabbing both sides of your face and smashing his lips against yours. You happily reciprocated the kiss and when you both pulled away he opened the car door for you, took your backpack and closed the door after you got in. He then threw your backpack in the back seat along with his once he got in himself and drove you both to your apartment.

 After arriving at your apartment he just dropped you off so he could go to his to change as well. Leaving you with a sweet kiss and telling you he’ll see you at the party since you were going to go with Ochako, your next-door neighbor, and took off.

 After getting ready and putting on a cute but sexy dress with glossy heels and your outstanding makeup with your gorgeous jewelry, you knocked on Ochako’s door to let her know you were good to go, and luckily so was she. You both took her car since she doesn’t drink as much as you would and she offered to be the DD. (Designated driver)

Once you arrived at the Frat house Mina rented out from some jocks Kirishima knew, you could already hear the loud music. You and Ochako were early, having shown up at 5:30 to help Mina with decorations, you were surprised to see your other friends already there helping and dancing to the music. You all decorated until there was nothing left to decorate and soon the clock struck 7:00. A ton of people started to show up and the party began.

The night was going well. You danced with your friends, and boyfriend, played games, drank, ate, all was going great until she showed up. For some unknown reason, Lila always had it out for you and was always all up on Katsuki. She tried to joke and touch up on him any way she could. You were so bothered by it but he never showed too much interest in her actions, so you decided not to dwell on it, since he didn’t seem to care much about her. You didn’t want to start an argument for no reason.

So when she showed up and she was of course rubbing her ass on your boyfriend's crotch, you were fuming. Who wouldn’t be? She’s openly grinding on your man. When you were about to storm over Mina grabbed you drunkenly to dance with her and you did. After a few more minutes of dancing the crowd began to die down, having been 1 in the morning on a Friday it was surprising, but Mina ensured that she wanted the party over at Midnight because she wanted to hang out with just the friend group after the party. 

Once the last few unwanted guests left, the real party began. You all were playing sexual games as body shots were the group's favorite. You drank two shots from between Mina’s boobs and everyone cheered for you as Mina grabbed you and hugged you tight, laughing hysterically. Denki took body shots from Todoroki which everyone was lowkey jealous of, and of course, Lila took body shots with your boyfriend.

After the body shot game was over a new game was called for. Truth or Dare, Spin the Bottle version. Some juicy secrets were spilled and spicy dares were called, which had Denki and Jirou, Mina and Kirishia, Todoroki, and Momo, and lastly, Izuku and Ochako hooking up in some room or bathroom of the frat house before they came back to the group. Finally, the bottle landed on you. 

“Oh, it’s Y/n!” Mina shouted happily. 

“So Y/n, I dare you to tell us how many times you and Bakugou have done it.” She said excitedly. 

“Too easy Ash, too many to count. Come on guys, give me something hard to do.” You replied. 

“I’m sure Kacchan has something HARD for you to do later Y/n,”  Denki replied to your statement with a wink to you and a few eyebrow raises at both you and Katsuki.

“Shut up you knock off Pikachu looking ass! I’ll fucking kill you!” Bakugou replied.

“Oh my gosh, you guys she’s not kidding about too many times to count. I hear them go at it like almost every day, it’s almost like Bakugou just lives at Y/n’s place.” Ochako added in as she had one too many drinks, giggling to herself and she tumbled over into Midoriya’s chest, the said male wrapping his arms around her to hold the brunette in place.

“Oh really now? Do they both live together? Well isn’t that just sweet.” Lila added with an innocent but sly smile, you could see right through it. The fakeness in her tone. It caused an uneasiness within you. 

“Well kind of, lately Katuski has been staying at my place a few times-” You replied but were cut off by Kirishima.

“Sometimes?! It’s like every day! He never comes to our apartment anymore, he’s always spending the night at (nickname)’s place and only comes to our apartment if he forgets something important, like today! When he needed to get dressed for Ashido’s party.” 

“Aww, that’s so cute!” Momo gushed.

“So you guys are serious serious huh” Jirou asked, but more like confirmed.

“Well, they’ve only been together for what, a year now?” Tsuyuu added.

“No, not a year yet!” Ochako argued.

“It’s about to be a year right (nickname)?” Mina asked you.

“Yup! In two weeks, the big one year,” You replied happily as you smiled lovingly at Katsuki next to you, who smiled back at you.

“Well isn’t that just amazing! Time truly does fly by doesn’t it Katsuki? So fast that you forget some things, hmm?” Lila added with a coy smile.

“Y-Yeah, it flies by,” Katsuki replied with a stutter that surprised you a bit. You looked at Katsuki and back at Lila confused and a bit suspicious at her question.

What did she mean by that? Her question sort of sounded too personal, too targeted. 

“ Yup! Just flies right by you almost forget how long it’s been, being with the one you love, and close to payday isn’t that right Katsuki?” Lila added again with the same coy smile as she tilted her head innocently.

You could see your boyfriend visibly gulp and his hands gripped his pants tightly. His behavior was odd, he usually never acts like this.

“Kats, something wrong love?” You asked softly, concern written on your facial features. 

“Yeah Katsuki, is there something wrong? Maybe something you might want to say?” Lila continued, as she innocently tilted her head again.

“What? What is she talking about Katsu?” You asked puzzled and at this point, inwardly nervous. 

“What’s going on?” Denki whispered. 

“I don’t know” Sero responded as he took another shot.

“What is Lila talking about?” Momo whispered to Iida that always seems to know everyone's business to ensure everyone's safety.

“I have no clue as to what she could be referring to”.

“N-Nothing babe, I don’t know what that dumbass is on about again” Bakugou replied as he grabbed your hand and interlocked your fingers, playing with the promise ring he had bought you months ago when he realized just how much he really loved you and now sat prettily on your ring finger.

“Don’t you think this thing has gotten a little too far Katsuki?” Lila said in a more stern tone.

“Stop calling me that, that’s not my name to you!”

“What thing Kats?” You asked the blonde as you looked at him but all he did was stare at the ground before him.

“Well Y/n, something is going on, but it’s not what you think” Lila stated as she looked you dead in the eye which sent shivers down your spine.

You were definitely getting nervous now. What was going on? What was happening? What is she talking about and what does your boyfriend have to do with it?

“Lila shut up!” Bakugou said sternly as he gave her a nasty scowl.

 Lila only looked back at Katsuki at the sudden sternness he spoke to her with with wide eyes. Katsuki then scooted closer to you on the couch, holding onto your hand tighter than before as he made eye contact with you while he called your name to catch your attention away from Lila.

“Let’s get out of here. I’ll explain, I’ll explain everything I promise.” 

“Remember truth or dare,” Lila said with more volume in her voice catching everyone’s attention.

“That one time we all hung out for Denki’s Birthday Bash, ya know, before you and sweet ol’ Katsuki were dating,” Lila said, her smile no longer visible on her face.

“Lila don’t!” Katsuki shook his head as he eyed the brunette carefully. 

“Shit, I remember,” Denki whispered.

“Lila!” Sero stated sternly at the green-eyed brunette. 

“Lila, that's enough!” Kirishima butted in.

“What, what happened?” Momo whispered as she asked the friend group.

“I don’t know what they’re talking about,” Ochako replied.

“Didn’t we leave Kaminari’s party early, during Truth or Dare?” Tsuyuu whispered as she asked the Deku squad. 

Lila then pulled out her phone and showed Y/n her screen. A video had played and you could hear your voice that startled you as you began to watch it.

“I’m done playing this game,” You said as you were standing in front of Katsuki, tilting your head innocently at him as you turned around, grabbed your purse, and walked out, leaving Bakugou standing as some of the Deku squad seen leaving after you. 

“Ooh, Katsuki Bakugou’s first rejection,” Lila was heard teasing as the boys of the Baku squad were heard chuckling. 

“Ya really think I can’t fuckin’ make it happen?” Bakugou had said with a sly grin.

“Make what happen Bakugou?” Mina had asked somewhere out of view of the camera as it was solely on Bakugou.

“Here’s a dare, make her fall in love with me” Bakugou’s voice was heard saying. Katsuki had been nervously playing with your promise ring as his eyes shifted from you to the screen. 

“And then, I’ll just,” Bakugou snapped his fingers as he spoke.

“End it,” He said with a smirk.

“Really? You wouldn’t dare, messing with that poor girl's feelings like that, so not manly Bakubro” Kirishima said.

“Wowww how bold Kacchan!” Mina added.

“Nah, he couldn’t do that to a sweet strawberry-like Y/n L/n” 

“Without a price too? Just not like him” Sero snickered as he took another swig of whiskey.

“I got a price for you Kacchan. $100 dollars for every month that you’re in a relationship with her, be with her for a year, and you got yourself an easy 1,200 dollars, plus, I’ll finally agree to date you officially, no more secret screwing, how’s that sound?” Lila said behind the phone screen in the video.

“1,200 dollars and we officially date? Well, how can I say no to that?” Bakugou smirked as the video had come to an end. 

Katsuki had continued fidgeting with your promise ring nervously as he dared not to look at you. His heart rate accelerating as he eyed you from his peripheral. The room grew quiet as all eyes were on the both of you before someone spoke up.

“It was all a game Strawberry,” Lila had said with a fake pout.

Your expression had been unreadable to Katsuki which scared the crap outta him. Your silence only scared him more and he gained enough courage to finally call out to you, his voice sounding scared yet desperate for you to do anything.

“Y/n.” 

You couldn’t do anything but stare at the ground. You could feel ice running in your veins and a pit in your gut. Your heart was squeezing in your chest and suddenly it became difficult to breathe. 

“Y/n, baby,” Bakugou called out again, more desperately. 

With no answer or movement from you, he continued to call for you. 

“Y/n, baby, please, you have to believe me.” You still don’t look at him, just the now blurry floor as you try to maintain your breathing.

“Baby, that was before everything, before I got to know you.” Bakugou spouted desperately as he tried to reach that pretty head of yours that he was surely spinning. You finally moved but not to look at Bakugou but Mina.

“Is that true?” You asked, voice small and breaking.

Minas’ shocked eyes grew wide then began to tear up as her bottom lip quivered. She tilted her head slightly as her expression grew pained as she opened her mouth to answer you but before she got a word out you looked away and to your other friends.

“You all knew?..” You asked the rest of the Baku-Squad as they either turned their gazes away from you or turned to look in another direction ashamed.

You scoffed at their reactions and turned to your other group of friends and asked, “Did you all know?” Your voice breaking more with a quiver or your lips as fresh tears now spilled from your eyes.

“No, we didn’t,” Ochako spoke immediately.

“This is the first we’ve heard of it Y/n,” Ida said. 

Their eyes were full of sincerity yet pity and you hated it. 

“Y/n, believe me, if I knew I would have told you,” Momo said, her voice laced with pity and you hated it.

“Good thing we didn’t know, right? Keeping secrets was something we vowed to not keep with each other the day we officially announced ourselves as a friend group. Unless it saves you from burning friendships, for selfish reasons, right?” Todoroki spoke up aggressively. 

“Shoto,” Momo called.

“Todoroki?” Midoriya called confused at this new behavior. 

“Right?!” The dual-eyed and-haired male shouted at the Baku-Squad across the room as they all flinched at his shout.

“Oh, because everyone knew that if we found out we would have told Y/n. Like actual GOOD FRIENDS.” Todoroki’s voice grew louder.

“Shoto, please.” Momo stood up as she tried to get the dual quirk male to calm down. 

“We didn’t mean to,” Mina sobbed out, her arms hugging herself tightly.

“You didn’t mean to? Didn’t mean to what? Betray your friend? Hurt her? Look at her!” 

“Todoroki stop it!” Midoriya shouted.

“We didn’t mean for this to happen alright don’t yell at Mina! It wasn’t her fault!” Kirishima defended.

“So it was who’s fault for not telling Y/n? To allow her to find out like this? Do you not see how humiliating and heartbreaking this is to her?!” 

“I didn’t say that-” 

“We know! We didn’t mean for this to happen!” Kaminari cried.

“How could you sit by knowing this?!” Ochako shouted angrily.

“We honestly forgot, we were drunk!” Sero deffended.

“So you just so happened to forget when there’s a fucking video?!” Ochako cussed, surprising everyone in the room.

“Lila was the one who recorded it, we had no idea that we were being recorded in the first place!” Mina cried as Kirishima held her.

“Oh yeah, I’m sorry for shouting at the wrong people when that skank over there should be the one taking blame for all this,” Ochako shouted as she now directed her anger at the instigator.

“Me?! But I never-” Lila began before being interrupted.

“Oh please shut up with your victim act, no one buys it. It’s best you leave and never come near any of us again. And I swear if you do I’ll file a law suit on your father’s dying company, and you know I’ll win. Especially with the help of the Yaoyorozu family,” Todoroki threatened. 

Lila’s eyes widened with tears and her fists closed tightly. Her body began to shake before she let out an angry huff and stomped out of the home.  

Throughout the arguing that you missed because your ears had tuned it out, your breathing grew heavy and frantic as your palms began to grip your knees tightly. Your vision blurred from your tears and the only thing you heard was a broken voice of the man you loved. 

“Y/n.”

You sobbed but you finally turned your head to look at him. He was teary-eyed. For the first time ever, out of the three years you’ve known him, you finally saw the great Katsuki Bakugou teary-eyed, but this time, it only angered you.

You slowly got up from your seat which seemed to catch everyone’s attention as their arguing back and forth seized. You arose and Bakugou mimicked your action, again calling your name as you looked into those ruby eyes fresh with tears. You stepped around him, never breaking eye contact, his hand still holding yours, fingers still touching that promise ring that now felt like it was burning against your finger. 

“Y/n?” He called, confused.

You continued to step away before finally breaking eye contact with him as you raced for the front door. Bakugou raced after you, calling your name. You slammed the front door open as you walked out into the rain.

“Y/n wait! Y/n please!” Bakugou cried.

“So, what exactly was that bet?” You asked, tears mixing with raindrops on your skin. 

“Nothing!” Bakugou rebutted. 

“Nothing?! Nothing, the bet was nothing Bakugou? Nothing?!” You shouted over the heavy sound of the rain.

“Yes! It was nothing, it meant nothing to me anymore!” 

“None of it was real was it?”

“Y/n please, of course it was real!”

“You know I actually thought-” You started but hesitated finishing your statement.

“I thought that I-” Your tongue felt heavy, catching your words in your throat as Bakugou desperately awaited your words.

“You’re just a liar, a filthy fucking liar!” You shouted as you pushed at his chest causing him to step back. His face grew even more pained as his hands were quick to catch your arms in a tight hold as you pushed at him.

“Baby please, that was all before.” 

“Before what?” You sighed exhausted turning your head away from him momentarily.

“Before-”

“You snapped your fingers and ended it.” You interrupted him, causing him to turn his head as he scrunched his eyes closed before taking in a deep breathe and looking back at you again. 

“You once told me nothing would ever make you stop loving me!” 

“Well, then I guess we’re both liars.” You rebutted as you turned away from him and began walking onto the street in the pouring rain. 

“Y/n, please!” Bakugou shouted as he quickly followed you.

“You can waste your time with your words and following me around, but it won’t matter. We’re done!” 

Hearing that caused Bakugou to freeze in his steps. A small sobb left his mouth before he quickly rushed to your side again.

“Y/n please.” He called again to which you ignored, again.

“At least let me drive you home,” Bakugou pleaded. “It’s not safe, walking in the dark.”

You continued to ignore the blonde of course, sniffling while hugging your frame to somewhat protect yourself from the coldness of the rain. You had walked down these streets before, way before he came along. It’s not the best neighborhood but it’s not a bad one at all. The times you’ve walked you’ve never faced a problem, well, except for that one incident with your hotdog and a hungry Great Dane, but besides that no major issues.

You had told him that story once, under the moon's light while eating ice cream at the rooftop of your apartment complex when you were first dating… Thinking back on it made you wonder if he even cared to remember that story… You weren’t gonna ask him though, it wasn’t worth it, not anymore.

“Baby- Y- Y/n, it’s cold and raining, and you’re wearing a dress.” Bakugou tries to convince you again but you keep your eyes forward and your legs moving. No matter how fast you walked you just couldn’t shake him.

“Baby, please, you’ll get sick.” His voice broke while speaking.

You clenched your teeth so hard it made your jaw hurt and began to exert your headache. Bakugou finally stopped talking and slowed his pace from yours, but he still never stopped following you. After what felt like an eternity you reached your apartment complex. You didn’t look at him as you walked up the steps or entered the code to the building. Water streaked your face, from the rain or your tears, you couldn’t tell but it’s probably from both.

Bakugou hadn’t followed you inside the building, but you could fell his gaze on you as you walked up and slipped into the building. You had to force yourself so hard to not look back at the man you once loved dearly. You rushed up to yours and Mina’s shared apartment and lifted the pink welcome mat and grabbed the spare key. When you unlocked the door and made your way inside the first thing you heard was the sound of a loud clash outside your balcony door. You quickly locked the door and then rushed to the noise.

You opened the balcony door and the first thing you noticed was your potted plant lying smushed on the wet pavement. You dropped to your knees and sobbed as you picked up the broken pot pieces. It wasn’t till you picked the last piece that you finally noticed a figure standing under a tree a bit away from your balcony.

You’re room being on the third floor out of four luckily had the best view of the weeping willow tree, and under it stood the mighty Katsuki Bakugou, soaked to the bone. His shirt clung to his sculpted torso, and his blonde spiky locks were now plastered to his forehead, the ashy blonde color now almost looked dark brown due to the lack of light and dryness. His eyes had lifted along with his head up to meet your gaze. His face was stamped with anguish and longing. Even though concrete, metal, and a good dozen feet away had separated the both of you, you couldn’t help but feel a magnetic pull that almost convinced you to call out to him and ask him to come inside. To comfort you, warm you, and take all the pain he caused away.

Almost.

You forced yourself to get up, turn away, and walk back into your living room and out of the cold rain once again. Your soft heart catching your brain however nearly prevented that with the thoughts of, ‘Isn’t he cold? It’s dark and cold outside, he’ll get sick..or what if he gets hurt?’ 

He won’t. Bakugou Katsuki doesn’t get hurt, because he does the hurting. 

After making a hot fresh tea and a warm soothing bath you decided to head to bed. Although your eyes ached from crying, you just wanted to pretend that this night never happened. So you climbed into bed, resisting the urge to look outside your bedroom window to see if he was still there. It’d been a few hours already, it wasn’t like Bakugou would still be out there. Even if he was who were you to care, right.

* * *

“Miss L/n,” The sound of your professor causes your head to immediately jerk up to the sound of her voice. 

“Yes?” 

Before she speaks she hands you a long orange office envelope which you stared at confusedly.

“This is Mister Bakugou’s paper. While I read it, it was obvious to me that this paper was meant for you,” She said as she encouraged you to take it.

You looked between her and her hand holding the envelope before slowly taking it.

* * *

“What’s that?” Ochako asked referring to the orange office envelope.

“Hmm? Oh, it’s uhh, apparently it’s Bakugou’s essay.”

“Bakugou’s essay? And he gave it to you?”

“Oh no, no. Mrs. Ito, our Literature professor did. She said it seemed meant more for me than her sooo here we are.”

“Ah…So are you gonna read it?” 

“I-”

“Read what?” Todorki asked as he sat down beside you, Midoriya joining Ururaka.

“Bakugou wrote his essay for Y/n apparently. Mrs. Ito gave it to her to read.” Ochako answered for you.

“Huh, are you going to read it?” Todoroki asked.

“I- I’m not sure,” You replied as you looked down at your lap where the envelope was.

“Although it’s not my place, I think you should,” Midoriya spoke up.

“Izuku?”Ochako looked back at her boyfriend puzzled.

“I mean yes, what Kacchan did was horrible and disrespectful and humiliating and just not good, but, he really did care for you Y/n-chan,” Midoriya rambled.

“Look,” Ochako said catching all of you guys’ attention.

You all looked at where she was looking and there walked the Baku-squad, minus their leader. They were walking towards you guys who were sitting on a hillside of the campus. Ever since the incident, your friend group has been rocky. Neither group within the big group had spoken to the other. It came to a point you moved out of your apartment with Mina and into another on the other side of town still close to campus. Truth be told, you missed your other best friend. Maybe, it was time for change.

“Are they coming to sit with us?” Todorki asked you guys.

“You don’t think they’d dare, do you?” Ochacko asked him.

“I mean, have any of you guys talked to them?” She asked.

“No,” said the dual haired male.

“Izuku?” She asked.

“Just Kirishima, a few times but, nothing major. Not like we used to,” He answered.

And with his answer, it hurt your heart. What happened with you and, him, shouldn’t tear your friends apart. Not for you or anyone.

You raised your hand high and waved, calling them over. The Baku-squad stopped in their steps surprised, but obeyed. 

“Y/n?” Ochako called your name in a confused tone, frankly so was Todoroki and Midoriya.

“Why should our friendgroup be divided over something stupid. We’re adults, and most importantly we’re all best friends,” You said, smiling at your friends arriving. 

“Hey,” Kirishima greeted awkawrdly.

“Hey,” You greeted. Ochako,Midoriya, and Todoroki waved at them and vice versa.

“Guys c’mon. We’re all friends, great ones at that. There’s no reason to be acting like this with eachother anymore. We never should’ve in the first place,” You pleaded.

“She’s right,” Todoroki agreed as he stood up and went up to Kirishima as he stuck his hand out for a handshake.

Kirishima smiled brightly as he shook his hand and gave him a hug in return. The rest of you all followed suit and hugged the issues out. When you got to Mina you hesitated and she noticed. She frowned but it quickly went away as soon as you hugged her tightly. She then teared up and returned the hug. 

“Oh thank god we’re all friends again. Us being apart sucked a fat one,” Kaminari whined, causing you all to laugh. 

“It sure did Denks,” You laughed as you side-hugged Mina and Ochako joined you.

“Alright!” Sero sang. “Now why don’t we go celebrate this wholesome moment at Kyoshi’s Bar and Grill? I heard they added pizza,” Sero exclaimed.

“I’m down!” Kaminari agreed excitedly.

“Sure,” said the nonchalant Todoroki.

“Sounds fun! Ochako?” Midoriya looked at his girlfriend.

“Of course I’m in! Mina?”

“Me and Eiji are down! Y/n?”

“I’ll catch up with you guys later, there’s something I have to go do first. Save me a spot!” You said as you hurridly grabbed your back pack and the envelope and rushed away. 

“Where’s she goin?” Kirishima asked no one in particular as the group watched you run off. 

“I have an idea,” Ochako answered.

“Hey, where’s Kacchan?” Midoriya asked.

“I have an idea,” Kirishima responded as he wrapped his arm around Mina and began to lead her to walk on along with the group to go eat.

* * *

You panted as you ran to the spot where you and Bakugou shared your first kiss together. Immediately upon arriving memories of you both flooded your mind like a beautiful slideshow. You laid your backpack down on the dock but held the envelope firmly in your hand. You walked to the end of the dock and took in a deep breathe. The fresh smell of water and air flooded your senses giving you a sense of relief and liveliness. You then exhaled and sat down at the edge of the dock, your legs hanging as you brought the envelope towards yourself and began opening it. You took out the papers and began reading.

I’ve read hundreds of romance novels and mangas in my life. Most of them fantasized about love or how love was the center of the universe. That love conquers all, that it can heal any damage inside of us, that it is what we need to survive. I thought they were all fools. That love was something fictional, only found in worn pages of a storybook. But that has all changed since I met my love interest. My Y/n. I never thought I would find myself completely and utterly consumed by another until I met her. She took her small, delicate, hand, and with it, led me out of the darkness of which I consumed myself, and led me into the light. She showed me that whatever our souls are made of, hers and mine are the same. We were meant to be, to meet, to love. I’m sorry. I’m so very sorry. Please forgive me. You once asked me who I loved most in this world. It’s you. . .

As you finished reading you subconsciously let a tear fall from your eyes. You were so consumed in reading you didn’t notice the man sitting beside you. You looked up at the man and stared into his eyes, those beautiful ruby eyes, as he sat with his legs bent up on the deck and his arms resting at the tops of his knees. Looking back down at you with longing and love in his eyes. Those beautiful ruby eyes…

Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! ~^v^~

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🌸Masterlist🌸

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Started: 07/22/24

Last Updated: 11/17/24

Total Works: 3

Upcoming Works : Something to be Done

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My Hero Academia

Katsuki Bakugou

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Long Fics:

Nothing to be Done

The Dare

The Heart Knows

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