#Cross can't think of anything else but him crushing Dust small body while fucking him hard

[qininqinin]

Size kink between Cross and Dust is real

[diorsho]

glimmer in the dark

bingo slot: shaky hands

words: 2.2k

paring: bakugou x reader

warnings: talks about the LOV, nightmares, and death

"I didn’t scream."

"Yes you did, and it was loud too." Y/n snickered. Bakugou frowned, worried that everyone in the dorms had heard him. 

"Whatever. I'm fine." Bakugou looked at his feet and linked his trembling fingers together. She wasn't buying it and walked over to him, sitting down next to him and lacing her own fingers together. The blond male knew her enough to know that what she was doing was meant to comfort herself. Y/N only gripped her hands like that when she was worried or scared. He looked at her before deciding he couldn't meet her eyes and went to stare at the wall instead.

"Said I'm fine. Go back to bed, it's late." He angrily clamped his hands together, small explosions from his quirk filled the silence and the minuscule light the tiny pops caused barely lit the room.

"You can lie to yourself all you want, but you can't lie to me." He could hear the frown in her voice. Bakugou sighed.

"I'm not lying." She untangled her hands and put them behind her, leaning against them. Her kind eyes were on him, studying him. 

"Come on, Bakugou. I know something's up, and you're out of your damn mind if you think I'm letting this go." She let out a frustrated sigh and focused on him. He looked up and turned to face her, eyebrows raised and fists clenched until his blunt nails dug into his palm.

"Well you should cause nothin’s wrong. I'm fine." Bakugou stared at her defiantly, taking her in. She looked different than her normal, her hair was messy and she had pajamas on. Y/n never got ready for bed until she knew everyone in the dorms was doing the same. The sight of her in comfortable clothes made his cheeks heat up and Bakugou hated that he was affected by her presence. He even thought she looked somewhat pretty. 

Bakugou could faintly see the ends of her wet hair, signaling she had taken a shower not too long ago. He could see a faint blush dusting her cheeks as well. He didn't know why but there was something about her that just drew him in. She was always calm and patient with him but also didn’t put up with his shit. Bakugou never thought that this would happen. He didn’t do feelings or relationships. Kirishima and Kaminari would have a field day with this if they ever found out about his little crush.

"Bakugou, please tell me. I know something is wrong. I can see it in your eyes," she pleaded, tiredness dripping from her voice like honey. “And I know it’s hurting you and causing nightmares.” Bakugou ran his hands through his hair in annoyance. She got up from her spot and sat on her knees in front of him, placing her hands on his knees.

"Katsuki, look at me." He couldn't bring himself to look at her eyes, the use of his first name from her not even bothering him. He wanted to look at her but he couldn’t lift his head. Bakugou didn’t wanna seem weak—especially in front of her—but he also knew that he didn’t wanna be scared anymore. "Please. I'm here to help you, and I'm not leaving here until I do." Bakugou raised his head and swore his hands shook more at her close proximity. She tilted her head to the side and moved her legs to get comfortable on the floor. "Katsuki, let me in." She reached for his hands, "I want to help." He let her grab at his warm hands and she smiled and squeezed them to stop his trembling fingers. "Thank you, now please tell me what happened. What happened in your dream Katsuki?" She moved closer, her sweet shampoo flooded his nose. Bakugou huffed and released her hands, inching closer to her by dropping on the ground beside her. Y/N let her hands fall and watched him move.  Bakugou leaned against his bed while crossing his legs. She followed his actions, mimicking his posture. He reached for her hand this time, and she smiled at their intertwined fingers. 

"It was a bad dream." Bakugou said simply. His head hung slightly.

"What happened?" she asked, straight to the point like always.

"I keep reliving that night where those bastards kidnapped me at the camp. I can’t do anything," he sighed heavily and felt her squeeze his hands.

"Katsuki–"

"And then I’m at their hideout and those fucking lowlifes talk about how they want me to join their shitty league." Bakugou was the one who tightened his hold on Y/N’s hands now. If it hurt she didn’t say anything but that only meant he gripped her fingers tighter. "They ask me to help them kill All Might," he inhaled carefully, suppressing the lump in his throat. Bakugou couldn't cry in front of her.

"Katsuki, listen to me–" He interrupted her again.

"No, what do you not get! I’ve been having these nightmares for weeks and they’ve only gotten worse." He was practically yelling at her. “That stupid fucking prick thought I would help them cause my quirk, because he thought that I was evil.” She flinched slightly at his words but didn't move. The incident that happened almost two months ago was still as fresh as a gaping wound. The words seemed to pour out of him. “What would have happened if you guys didn’t show? What if you dumbasses got caught and I was the reason all of us, including All Might, died? What if he died because I wasn’t strong enough.” Y/n squeezed Bakugou’s hand before dropping it before kneeling in front of his crossed legs. She grabbed his face and forced him to look at her. Bakugou’s cheeks seemed to burn in her cool hands.

"I get it, Katsuki. But listen to me, please," she pleaded. "Katsuki," she let out a breath, and rubbed his temples slowly with her thumbs. "It was just a dream. Nobody died and everything worked out. You’re safe. Okay? You’re safe now. You can't let this get to you otherwise Shigaraki wins." Bakugou tried to hold onto her words as she moved pieces of hair behind his flushed ear. “I’m right here, Katsuki. I promise I’m not going anywhere.” Bakugou’s eyes closed almost involuntarily as her words washed over him. It was everything he wanted to hear but was too scared to ask for. He let out a shaky breath as she lightly traced his cheeks with the tips of her fingers.

Bakugou blindly reached his hands behind her and pulled her to him. Y/n toppled on top of him completely but she regained herself. He was hugging her. She moved her arms to rest on the back of his neck. The pair laid against his bed as she moved to straddle him, to get more comfortable in the tangle of shaky limbs. He pushed her body to rest against his, nearly desperate to have her closer. The moment between the two was innocent as Bakugou took comfort in her warmth. He let his hands rest on her waist, gently gripping her, pulling her as close as he could. Head buried in the crook of her neck and she ran her fingers through his hair. His nose brushed against her neck and he felt her shiver at the ticklish feeling. 

"Katsuki, please don't shut me out. I wanna be there for you no matter what,” she whispered, still threading her hands through his hair. He took a shuddering breath, suppressing his sob by biting his lip. The tears still flowed down his cheeks, dampening her shirt but she didn’t seem to mind. Y/n tightened her hold as much as she could. "You'll get through this. I promise. With everyone on your side, with me beside you. I know you’ll get through this." They stayed like this for a while, just holding each other in silence. Bakugou’s hands were no longer shaking as he clutched onto her.

A small thank you could be heard from the boy as he reluctantly let her go. His head hung and he wiped his face roughly against the back of his hand. She let her hands fall to the tops of her thighs and touched his hip lightly. He lifted his head, the white of his eyes were red but he seemed to be a bit better. She smiled at him and he rolled his eyes but still smiled softly.

"You're welcome." Y/N smiled sweetly on his lap. He wiped his hands on his pants and blushed at their position. She seemed to realize that she was still in his lap and coughed before moving off of him to sit on the floor. Bakugou stood up, suddenly embarrassed about how he acted. He looked down at her and offered his hand to help her up. The male saw her eyes glimmer as she took his larger hand in her smaller one. Despite holding her hand many times since she had come into his bedroom, the small act made Bakugou’s heart speed up. She let her hand stay in his as she rubbed small circles on the back of his hand. "Are you okay?" Y/n pushed some fallen pieces of hair behind her ear with her free hand.

"Yeah,” Bakugou whispered. She nodded and let his hand fall from hers. He stared at it for a moment, tempted to grab it again.

"Then my job here is done. Goodnight." She rocked back on her heels once like she didn’t quite want to leave him alone. Bakugou could read her so easily. It was like she was an open book. He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest, waiting for her to say anything else. She didn’t. He watched as Y/N turned and began walking towards his door and Bakugou felt his heart drop. 

"Wait," he called for her and she turned around quickly, head tilting in curiosity. She hummed in response. "I don't think... I don’t think I wanna be alone right now." She stifled a laugh behind her hand as he blushed in embarrassment. “Can you please stay with me?”

"Katsuki, there's only one bed." Her voice was serious but her cheeks betrayed her.

"I know, it's just I'm–" He was starting to regret his earlier words as his heartbeat seemed to be in his throat.

"I’m joking. I’ll stay, don't get your panties in a twist." She scratched the back of her neck and put her other hand in her pocket awkwardly standing by his door.

"I'm not stupid, it's just... You're you and there are the dumb rules." He tangled his fingers together, gripping his own hands so as to not show his own nervousness.

“Are you trying to insult me now?" she asked. He could make out a tiny smirk in the darkness of his room.

"No but if you’re gonna be annoying about it then just forget I asked." He knew he didn’t mean it. Bakugou knew that if she left right now he wouldn’t get back to sleep. He would just stare at the ceiling and wait until the sun rose. She seemed to know that too because she quietly laughed at him.

"I'm just messing with you!" She walked over to his bed to sit down. Bakugou was confused but then was shocked as he watched her get comfortable on his bed. She giggled and smiled at his unmoving form. He sighed and sat on the edge bed of his bed. “Plus, I don’t care about the rules. I care about you.” He inhaled sharply at her words and she reached for him blindly. Bakugou allowed himself to fall into her grasp.

"Lay down, I won’t bite." She smiled and scooted to the side of the bed closest to the wall to give him more room. Bakugou soon followed after her in the darkness, slightly unnerved that he was in bed with a girl. The pair stared at the ceiling until she sat up to grab the blanket that was thrown near the bottom of his bed to cover both of their bodies. Y/N wrapped her arm around him and sighed softly. 

Bakugou’s body grew rigid as he felt her arm lay against his stomach. He had never been this close with anyone when it came to sleeping. Why was he suddenly so nervous? Sweat gathered in his palms and he worried that he would accidentally activate his quirk. His body tensed again when she rested her head in the crook of his neck like he had done earlier. Bakugou let out a breath in hopes of calming himself.

"Relax," she mumbled into his shirt. He closed his eyes before moving his arm around her to hug her closer as she snuggled into his side. In the passing minutes and the small circles she was tracing on his chest, Bakugou found himself melting into her. His eyes grew heavy with sleep as he struggled to stay awake. 

It wasn’t because he was scared of the nightmares returning, but because he wanted to hold her in his arms for just a little longer.

Sleep won in his tired mind. He fought the lull that accompanied the quiet drift but found that sleep was too tempting. Right before he was completely gone he felt the girl in his arms lightly kiss his chest. “Goodnight, Katsuki. Sweet dreams,” Y/N whispered and he could only hum in return.

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