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Bakugou x reader Touch Chapter IV

Chapter IV, here we gooooo!

This one is the longest by far, I enjoyed making sleepy time moments too much, so i hope you enjoy!

Things get a little heated (In more ways than one) so prepare yourselves!

I’m going to also make a Taglist, so if you’d like to be tagged in the next updates, let me know!

Chapter I: https://at.tumblr.com/lilspidermonkey/bakugou-x-reader-touch-chapter-i/kp732lg6s4sa

Chapter II: https://at.tumblr.com/lilspidermonkey/bakugou-x-reader-touch-chapter-ii/hyxe2pvcq9j1

Chapter III: https://at.tumblr.com/lilspidermonkey/bakugou-x-reader-touch-chapter-iii/0jf06k7vm5jr

The both of you curled up into the bed together.

You looked at the boy who laid next to you, his hands behind his head as he looked up at the ceiling, your cheeks dusted pink, “The longer I lay here, the longer I feel like this isn’t such a great idea.” You mumbled.

Bakugou side eyed you, “It’s too late now.” He said.

You hummed and snuggled closer into the pillow, “Guess you’re right.” You said.

Bakugou turned his head to look at you his eyes burning into you.

Trying your hardest to ignore the burning look, you glared into the pillow, “I can feel your eyes on me, what do you want?” you asked.

Bakugou huffed, “Nothing.” He said turning his head away.

You grumbled, your cheeks reddening, “Jesus, face the other way.” You said.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow at you, “What? Why?” he asked.

You glared at him, “Just do it.” You said.

The boy huffed and turned over onto his side, facing towards the room and his back to you.

Soon he felt you moving closer to him, gripping his shirt a little bit.

Bakugou went to look over his shoulder at you, “What happened to keep hands to yourself?” he asked.

You flushed, “Just shut up, you’re the one that needs the closure.” You mumble.

Bakugou huffed, and after a few minutes he felt a little more frustrated.

With a grumble, the boy shifted, and turned on his side, now with his chest facing you.

You flushed completely red, “W-what’re you doing?” you asked.

Bakugou huffed, “Just shut up and go to sleep.” He said.

You pouted, giving up and gripping his shirt again.

Soon you felt Bakugou’s breathing even out to a slow and steady pace, he was falling asleep.

Closing your eyes, you felt Bakugou’s hand come up to your hair, his fingers going through your locks.

The feeling making your heart jump, but also making you relax into his touch.

You leet out a comfortable sigh and slowly slipped away into sleep.

Hearing a loud ringtone, you grumbled, reaching over to the loud familiar tune.

Grabbing the phone you pressed the big green button, that you saw through a tiny crack between your eyelids.

You put the phone to your ear, “Hello?” you grumbled out tiredly.

A loud and cheerful voice rang through in response, “(Y/n)! Did I wake you up?” it said.

Your eyes shot open a bit more through the grogginess, “Tetsu?” you groaned. “What time is it?”

The boy hummed, “Like…27 past 8? I think?” he asked, unsure himself.

You glared at the phone, “Why’re you calling my at 8:30 AM?” you asked, irritation clear in your voice.

Tetsutetsu laughed on the other end, “Sorry, sorry, wanted to see if you wanted to go on a run with me?” he asked.

You snuggled into the warmth of the bed, “Mmm, tempting, but I’ll run later, I’m too warm in bed right now.” You said.

Taking in more of your surroundings, you looked up to see that you were faced to face with Bakugou, his red eyes looking at you with irritation.

You suddenly were now wide eyed, Tetsutetsu’s chatter of understandings far in the background.

Bakugou clicked his tongue, “Too noisy.” He said.

As Bakugou took your phone you grabbed his wrist and pulled yourself up to call into the phone, “Sorry, Tetsu! I’ll talk to you later!”

Bakugou pulled the phone further away from you, “Let go so I can hang up!” he shouted.

“(Y/n)? Who else is in your room with you?” you heard from your phone.

You blushed, “No one! I’ll explain later!” you called again.

Bakugou growled, “Enough!” He grunted and moved his thumb to the hung up button.

You reached out, “Bakugou!” you yelled.

But with that, the phone was hung up.

You groaned as you slumped forward, practically laying across Bakugou’s torso.

Glaring, you lifted yourself up to face him, “What was that for?” you asked.

The boy huffed and shrugged, “You were being too noisy for this time in the morning.” He said.

You sighed, “I was telling him that, you could’ve at least let me say goodbye properly.” You said, pouting.

Bakugou huffed again, “Whatever. Just go back to sleep.” He said.

He turned on his side, making you flip with him, your face back into his chest, just like last night.

You grumbled in protest, but the blonde just sighed as he rubbed his face back into the pillow.

He was still really tired, you guys were up a little later than what he was used to, so you guess it was only natural for him to be extra tired.

You felt tiredness and comfort fog your mind as well, yawning a little.

The boy looked down at you, “Knew you were still tired.” He said with a smug grin.

You pouted and reached up, pinching his cheek, “I never denied that I was tired. If anything, I admitted to being tired, you dummy.” You said.

Bakugou winced at your pinch, taking your hand off his cheek and sighing, “Just go to sleep already, for the love of God.” He mumbled.

He guided your hand to wrap around his neck, making you hug him as he wrapped his own arm around your waist.

You hummed in the hold, trying to ignore the heat that was crawling up your neck and smothering your cheeks.

But even though you were a little embarrassed, you couldn’t deny how comfortable you were.

Shifting to get closer and bring yourself up higher, Bakugou’s grip tightened slightly, bringing you closer as well, till you were cuddling into his shoulder.

You rested against him, “Just I little longer.” You whispered, mainly to yourself.

But Bakugou’s hum in response vibrated out through his chest, making you chuckle a little.

A few hours later you cracked open your eyes, forcing yourself to wake and leave the dreamland that your consciousness didn’t want to let go of.

You looked up to see Bakugou’s sleeping face, trying not to laugh at the small bit of drool escaping the edge of his mouth.

He was completely out cold.

Lifting yourself out of your snuggly spot in the crook of his neck, you realized that you had managed to completely engulf the upper body of boy.

Your arms were wrapped around his neck and your legs were trapping his waist to your torso.

He continued to have one arm tightly wrapped around your waist, while the other one was under and scooping around your shoulders, bringing you close.

You blushed, this was a ridiculous hold to be in with someone unless you were romantically involved.

Trying to get out of the embarrassing embrace, and maybe find your pants before Bakugou woke up, you accidentally stirred the sleeping boy.

His grip brough you back to his shoulder, “What’re you doing?” he asked groggily.

You lifted your head to look at him, “Time to wake up.” You said.

Bakugou groaned, “Screw being awake.” He said, taking a hand back from you and rubbing his face.

You chuckled, “I feel the same, but it’s not good to sleep the whole day away.” You said.

Bakugou groaned again in response.

You lifted yourself up, unravelling each other, you managed to stretch your arms into the air, your shoulders popping and cracking.

You sighed in relief, “It always felt good to crack your shoulders after a good sleep.” You mumbled.

Bakugou yawned, “Slept well?” he asked.

You looked to him a snickered, “Probably not as well as you, Mister Drool.” You teased, reaching over to wipe up the drying drool line on the corner of his mouth.

Bakugou lifted an eyebrow, “Oh yeah? Says the one who kept smothering me last night. Almost thought you weren’t going to be satisfied till you were under my skin.” He grinned.

You laughed, “Oh yeah? This coming from the one who was holding me so close?” you teased.

You both grinned at each other, enjoying the light teasing.

But a loud knock brought you both out of your moment.

You flushed pink, bringing the blanket closer to yourself.

This felt like deja’vu.

Bakugou growled, “What!?” he yelled.

Kaminari was sobbing against the door, “Bakugou! Help us!” he cried.

You could also hear the sobbing in Kirishima’s voice too, “We don’t understand the homework!” he also cried.

Bakugou rolled his eyes, “The homework that’s due TOMORROW?” he yelled.

You could almost see the sobbing messes nodding from behind the door.

They sniffled, “Help us!” they cried.

Bakugou growled and got up from the bed, stomping towards the door.

Your eyes widened as you chased after him, grabbing his shirt to stop him as he grabbed the door handle.

The boy looked to you with surprise, “What’re you doing?” he asked.

You were flushed pink, “What am I doing? What’re you doing? You can’t open the door while I’m here like this!” you whispered.

Bakugou blinked and looked down at your frame.

Only now realizing why you were blushing as you held onto his shirt while also pulling your own shirt down, in an attempt to cover up your underwear.

Bakugou flushed and bashed his head into the door, “Come back later!!” he shouted.

You jumped a little at the loudness, you could only assume the boys on the other side of the door did the same.

As the boys eventually agreed to see Bakugou later, you could see Bakugou’s ears glowing pink.

He glanced at you over his shoulder, using his hand to cover half his face, “Get dressed already.” He said.

Things were comfortably routine now.

You and Bakugou were only separated a few times throughout the days.

During bathroom breaks and bathing, doing hero training, sometimes during lunch and sometimes just randomly during the day.

It didn’t take long for some of the girls to catch on to the fact that you and Bakugou shared a room every night, thankfully after you reminded them of the situation, did they settle down with their crazy fantasies.

You also eventually managed to explain to Aizawa a little about the sleeping situation.

Unwillingly.

He unfortunately caught you and the blonde boy one time sneaking out of Bakugou’s room.

He wasn’t happy at first, but sighed and mentioned that he knew we weren’t dumb and were only doing this because of the quirk effecting Bakugo but warned that the minute rumours spread about anything….overly intimate going on, he would shut down the whole sleeping arrangement.

It was a good thing the boys were a little on the…clueless side.

But thanks to all that, a week had gone by, and you and Bakugou had slid into this new routine with ease.

It just felt natural at this point.

But you couldn’t help but still have your worries over it.

You yawned as Bakugou studied, “Come on, Bakugou, we were assigned this stupid homework TODAY, why do you have to do it now?” you groaned.

Bakugou huffed, “Just shut up and let me work.” He said.

You groaned, “Today’s training was the worst, it didn’t help that Tetsu dragged me out early this morning to go running with him.” You complained.

Bakugou glared over his shoulder, “Again with that stupid metal brained idiot, you should just stop listening to his stupid requests.” He spat.

You glared, “Leave him alone, he’s just trying to help me out.” You fought back.

Bakugou glared at you a little longer then went back to his work, “Whatever.” He huffed.

You rolled your eyes, “I’m going to sleep, don’t stay up too late, okay?” you asked.

Bakugou waved a hand over his shoulder, “Do what you want, I’ll be there when I’m done.” He said.

You sighed, too tired to argue any further.

You curled up into the bed, facing yourself close to the wall.

It didn’t take long for Bakugou to finish up, but by the time he did, you were already asleep.

As he packed up and turned off everything, he looked at you as you laid asleep.

Sighing he lifted the blanket to slide into bed, you stirred a little, your eyes cracking open for a slight moment, as you unconsciously moved with Bakugou, so that the two of you could lay in a comfortable embrace.

With a yawn it didn’t take long for Bakugou to also fall asleep.

Waking up, Bakugou felt a weight on him.

It wasn’t uncomfortable, just odd.

Cracking his eye open his vision was clouded by messy hair.

You had sprawled yourself on top of him, snuggling into his shirt, breathing heavily as you were deeply asleep.

Bakugou moved his hand away from your bare thigh to grab his alarm, turning it to look at the time.

It was the middle of the night.

Bakugou groaned, content to go back to sleep, but in moving his alarm away, he shifted too much.

You hummed and rested your chin up on his chest, barely able to keep your eyes open, “What time is it?” You yawned, sitting up to straddle the boy and rub your eyes as you stretched a little.

Bakugou took this opportunity to stretch his arms also, “Late. Go back to sleep.” He said.

You nodded in your half-asleep state, crawling back down to Bakugou, snuggling into the crook of his neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

Bakugou sighed, “You’re more obedient when you’re half asleep.” He mumbled.

You hummed in response, snuggling into him, “I’m not too heavy?” You mumbled.

Bakugou shook his head, “Nah, it’s fine, it’s comfortable.” He responded.

You nodded, “I like cuddling you.” You mumbled again.

Bakugou scoffed, but his cheeks tinted pink, “And you’re honest like this.” He said.

You tugged at his shirt, “I want to wear your shirt.” You said.

Bakugou looked to you, “What for?” He asked.

You shrugged and looked up at him, “I can’t?” You asked.

Bakugou blushes and grumbled, “Fine.” He said.

You leaned back up, and Bakugou slid his shirt off handing it to you.

You smiled and hugged it, soon sliding your shirt up.

Bakugou looked away just in time for you to throw your shirt to the other side of the room.

Bakugou watched it, “Way more honest.” He grumbled.

You settled back down on Bakugou like you were previously, “Tell anyone and I’ll kill you.” You hummed.

Bakugou scoffed, “Who would I tell?” He said, arms back around you.

You shrugged, “I just don’t want anything bad to happen.” You hummed.

Bakugou knitted his eyebrows together and looked down at you, “What do you mean?” He asked.

You went quiet and Bakugou was met with nothing but the faint sounds of your deep breathing.

You were back asleep.

Bakugou grumbled, curiosity egging at him.

But soon he matched your breathing and gave in to your warmth.

After a couple more hours of sleep, knocking was once again heard at Bakugou’s door.

You groaned into Bakugou’s chest, “Noooo…” you grumble. “Tell them to fuck off.”

Bakugou shifted in his sleepy state, “Fuck off!” he yelled.

You started to laugh, “Thank you.” You said.

Bakugou grinned, “Whatever.” He said as he stroked your head.

Knocking was heard again, “Bakugou! Come here a sec! we heard some real juicy gossip!” Kaminari called through the door.

You sat up and glared at the door, “We’ve been getting too many visitors since we started sharing rooms.” You said.

Bakugou looked up at you as you straddled him, “Tell me about it.” He said.

But as you were glaring at the door, Bakugou couldn’t take his eyes off you.

Seeing you on top of him like this, wearing his shirt, no pants, with his hands on either side of your bare thighs, like it was nothing.

He blushed a little as you smiled down at him, “Your fan club awaits.” You joked.

Bakugou hummed, but didn’t move, he kept his eyes on you.

You blinked down at him, “Bakugou? You awake in there?” you asked.

But as Bakugou was staring at you, he couldn’t help but move his hands a little more, sliding them up to your hips.

You blushed, your hands shooting to his, “W-what’re you doing, dummy?” you stuttered.

Bakugou leaned up, his mouth going to your ear, “Just ignore them.” He said.

You flushed completely red at feeling his breath on your ear.

you flinched as you felt his hands wonder again, “W-wait…!” you mumbled.

Bakugou sighed, “My shirt suits you.” He whispered.

Your mouth couldn’t form any words, what was happening?

His hands were sliding under his shirt that you wore, his warm hands going to your waist.

You put your hands on his chest to settle yourself and to catch your breath, your heart might as well have been running a marathon at this point.

The way his hands moved, the way his voice sounded and his breath on your ear, it made you all so dizzy.

He was being too…erotic.

You flinched at feeling Bakugou snuggle his face into your neck, his hot breath on the sensitive skin, it made you accidentally let a squeak escape past your lips.

Bakugou pulled back and grinned at you, “What was that?” he asked teasingly.

You looked down at him, “S-shut up, I can’t take this for much longer, idiot.” You mumbled.

Bakugou’s face flushed pink at the sight of your flustered form, “What happens when you can’t take anymore?” he asked suggestively.

Your breath hitched, “I-I…” you stuttered again, this was too much, way too much for something so out of the blue.

You kept your eyes on Bakugou’s, who was seemingly getting closer to you.

You couldn’t help but lean in also.

But just as you were both inches apart, even more loud banging was heard at the door, “Bakugou!! Don’t ignore us!!”

Bakugou glared off to the side, “Fucking idiots, they never know when to quit.” He growled.

You shivered, hugging Bakugou, you retreated into his neck, shaking.

Bakugou sighed and wrapped his arms around you, bringing you with him as he went to the door.

He put you down on your feet, motioning you to stay behind him as he opened the door.

He glared at the boys, “What the hell do you assholes want?” he growled.

Kaminari and Mineta were there, grins plastered on their faces, “What took so long to answer?” they asked suggestively.

Bakugou glared fiercely at them, “Sleeping, what else?” he spat.

Kirishima sighed, “Sorry man, they heard, well, a rumour and insisted to come by and confirm it with you.” He explained.

Bakugou could feel your frame against him, your embarrassment warm against his skin.

He was reminded to keep the door open only a fraction, “Get it out, before I rip it out of you.”

Mineta smirked, “I heard that you’ve been sharing your room with one of the girls~” He creepily sang.

He felt you go stiff behind him, “You think I care what you’re all talking about?” he huffed.

Kaminari chuckled, “You and (y/n) are under that quirk accident, right? Surely, you’d both end up sleeping, in the same bed, at least once, right?” he asked.

Mineta was drooling, “Give us all the juicy details!” he demanded.

Bakugou glared at him, “It’s none of your business!” he yelled. The boy looked to Kirishima, “Would you get these two away from me before I end up blasting their faces off?”

But Kirishima was completely frozen, his eyes glued to something that he spotted through the crack in Bakugou’s door.

Kirishima blinked, but couldn’t seem to form any words.

The two other boys followed Kirishima’s stare, and they both grinned while blushing, “What do you call that?” they asked.

Bakugou followed their stairs, your shirt was in plain sight on the floor, along with the pyjama bottoms you attempted to sleep with last night.

Bakugou growled and closed the door more, “None of your business!” he yelled.

Mineta chuckled to himself, “That’s alright, we can just ask (y/n)! maybe she’d be more willing to-”

Kaminari looked to Mineta, “Wait, Mineta, I don’t think-” he tried to say.

But Bakugou had his hands on Mineta before either one could finish their sentences.

He brought the small boy up to his face by the collar of his shirt, glaring deep murderous intent at the grape, “If you even think of harassing (y/n), I’ll make you regret the day you were born.” He threatened.

The boy turned white with fear, his soul leaving his body.

Bakugou dropped him, and turned back for his room, “Now fuck off, before you piss me off even more.” He said, slamming the door behind him.

The electric boy and red-haired boy looked to the grape, “Yeah, you deserved that.” They both said.

Bakugou sighed as he rubbed his face with frustration, “For fucks sake..” he grumbled.

He felt a light tug on his pants, looking up he saw you looking up at him, with a sorrowful face.

You knitted your eyebrows together, “I’m sorry.” You mumbled.

The boy grumbled and brought your head to his chest, “You didn’t do anything. They’re just a bunch of idiots.” He said. “If they say or do anything bad, shove it up their assess and make them regret it.”

You laughed, “Yes, sir.” You said.

Your phone started to go off and you imminently ran over to answer it, “Hello? Oh, hey Tetsu!” you called.

At hearing the name, Bakugou glared.

You smiled ear to ear, “You know what, I could really use that! Thanks! What time should I meet you?...Got it, I’ll see you there!” you said happily.

After hanging up the phone you turned to Bakugou, “Tetsu’s going to stop by, he wants to train together a little at the gym.” You said.

Bakugou looked away, still glaring, “Good for you.” He spat.

You smiled, “Common, Kirishima is apparently going too, so the four of us will have a blast.” You said.

Bakugou turned away and started to go through his clothes, “Sounds like a delight.” He said sarcastically.

But even with his snarky remarks and glares, he came along with you anyways.

You all went to get lunch together first, the four of you chatting and getting along.

At least that’s what you wanted to believe, Bakugou was being sharper and snarkier than you would’ve liked, considering Tetsutetsu hadn’t gotten to know Bakugou much.

You sighed, Kirishima and you both covering up for him whenever was necessary.

While at the gym you all started off together, but you slowly broke off into partners, you were with Tetsutetsu, and Kirishima was with Bakugou.

Bakugou glared over at you and Tetsutetsu who laughed together, mumbling under his breath.

Kirishima smirked, “Come on, Bakugou, chill out.” He said.

Bakugou huffed, “I am.” He said.

Kirishima laughed, “Dude, you haven’t let (y/n) out of your sight since Tetsutetsu showed up. They’re just close friends, you don’t have to worry about it.” He said.

Bakugou sharply looked to Kirishima, “Why the hell would I be worried? I’m not worried. She can do whatever the hell she wants.” He glared over. “Even if its being with that stupid hunk of scrap metal.”

Kirishima shook his head, “Sure.” He said, not believing him for one single second.

You laughed with Tetsutetsu, “God, sometimes it just feels good to go to the gym, working on the body can definitely be therapeutic.” You sighed.

The metal boy grinned, “Couldn’t agree more!” he snickered. “Remember when we first went to the gym?”

You looked to him, “Oh god, we were so nervous! Being surrounded by so many people who knew what they were doing, we only stuck to a few machines and left after an hour!” you laughed.

Tetsutetsu laughed, “Right!” he soon glanced away and then back at you. “Say, what’s the deal with you and Bakugou?” he asked.

Your cheeks tinted a hint of pink, “Just the same as usual, you know all about it.” You said.

Tetsutetsu nodded, “Yeah, right, but you both seem a little…on edge?” he asked.

You stopped your exercise of choice and looked to him, “What do you mean?” you asked.

The boy rubbed the back of his neck, a small blush on his cheeks, “You guys just seem a little…closer? As in, when couples start to hit a certain…stage?” he suggested.

You blinked at him, and then flushed, “W-well…” you stuttered.

Tetsutetsu’s eyes widened, “I knew it! What happened?” he asked.

You blushed and continued your exercise, “I don’t know, last night I was half asleep and basically stole his shirt-actually no, I asked for it and he gave it to me! But then this morning we were just…attached to each other, like we usually are…kind of…and then things got a little…” you flushed. “Heated…”

Tetsutetsu’s eyes widened along with his blush, “Huh!?” he shouted.

You leaned over to cover his mouth, “Hush! Not so loud!” you yelled. “It wasn’t that big of a thing, it’s just…things were going in a certain direction, to the point where I’m not sure what would’ve happened if we weren’t interrupted?” you explained.

Tetsutetsu rubbed the back of his head, “Well, I’m obviously not really good with things like this, but maybe you guys should…talk?” he suggested.

You sighed, “What exactly do we talk about?” you asked.

He half smiled, “Your feelings for each other?” he asked.

You froze, “What?” you asked. Soon a flush covered you, “I-I don’t, he doesn’t, it’s just the quirk, it’s not like-!”

But you couldn’t make sense of it.

The conditions of the quirk were only for you to have skin contact with each other while also being in his presence.

Even in the beginning, it didn’t take much.

You both even settled into a routine were you knew he didn’t really need you around constantly, you both even proved it.

But, even though you both could be apart, it was never for long, and even though you knew Bakugou could go a certain amount of time without you, he was always there.

You never actually felt that you wanted to be apart from him, or even second guess the touches anymore.

Your eyes widened, “Shit.” You cursed.

It’s like you subconsciously knew, you had previously admitted to yourself that you were attracted to Bakugou, but you didn’t really think that anything would come of it.

But it was only a matter of time before you couldn’t deny it anymore.

You had feelings for Bakugou.

You loved him.

Your face went red and you backed up slowly, “Wait-I..no-”

But you were cut off by tripping over some equipment.

Tetsutetsu reached out for you, “(Y/n)!” he shouted in panic.

The sound of his voice and the sound of you both hitting the ground was so loud, everyone in the gym stopped to look over.

Even Bakugou and Kirishima.

The boys came over, “Whoa, are you guys alright?” Kirishima asked.

But as Bakugou looked at the two of you, fury clouded his eyes.

Mid fall Tetsutetsu covered your fall for you, so you were on top of him, your butt in the air as your face was in his neck, and his arms wrapped around you.

You turned back, your face still red, “We’re fine-”

But you were yanked to your feet, “What the hell are you doing!?” Bakugou yelled in your face.

You were started by this, “What the hell? I fell over and-” you shook your head. “Wait a second, don’t scream at me like that, it was an accident.”

Bakugou glared daggers at you, “A little accident that had you pressed snuggly against Metal Head!” he yelled.

You glared backed, “Stop yelling at me! I fell, and he caught me, you got an issue with that?” you yelled back.

Bakugou scoffed, “Damn straight I do!” he said.

Kirishima came over, “Guys, cool it, you’re in public!” he said.

The both of you looked around, Bakugou scoffing, “I’m out of here.” He said.

You groaned, “Bakugou, wait!” you called. You turned to the two boys, “Sorry, I’ll text you guys later.” You said and chased after Bakugou.

You followed him all the way to his dorm, banging on his door, “Bakugou! Open the door!” you demanded.

Some of the others were crowding around to watch the scene, but they were the last of your worries at the moment.

You continued to bang your fist, “I mean it!” you called.

Bakugou flung the door open, “Not with Metal Mouth, huh?” he spat as he turned to walk back to his room.

You stormed in and slammed the door behind you, “You’ve got five minutes to explain what the hell was with you!” you yelled.

Bakugou glared, “You want to make a scene like that, with that shit, go right ahead!” he growled.

You groaned, “Jesus Christ, we’re not getting anywhere! Just tell me why you’re so upset!” you said.

Bakugou turned away, “I couldn’t care less.” He huffed.

You gaped, “Your attitude says otherwise.” You sighed. “Why is it that every time Tetsu gets brought up, your whole attitude changes?”

Bakugou glared, “You practically throw yourself at the guy, it’s disgusting.” He spat.

You glared, “The hell I do, for crying out loud, he’s my friend! He’s my Kirishima!” you defended.

Bakugou huffed, “I don’t throw myself at Kirishima and have him spin me around like a child.” He said.

You visualised that, if you weren’t so mad, you might’ve laughed.

You shrugged your shoulders, “So, what? You get to control who I’m affectionate to? You going to tell me that I can’t hug Kirishima anymore? Or Sero? Hell, maybe even Mina? Tsuyu? Jirou? I could name them all!” you fought.

Bakugou groaned, “That’s not what I mean, just fuck off!” he yelled.

You flinched, “Don’t tell me to-”

Bakugou slammed his fist into the wall, “Fuck off! I don’t want your ugly face around here!” he said.

You flinched, your anger shrivelled away, “Take it back.” You said.

Bakugou turned to you, “Like hell I will-” his eyes widened at your face.

You glared at him, tears threatening to fall.

Your hands, that were bawled into fist, shaking, “Take…it back.” You repeated.

Bakugou glared down at the ground, “Just go away.” He sighed.

You refused to move, “No.” you spat.

Bakugou looked back up at you, “Why won’t you just leave me alone!?” he yelled.

Your tears finally spilled over, “Because it’s you!!!” you yelled.

Bakugou froze.

As your tears started to flow, you sobbed into your hands, ferociously wiping at them, “I won’t leave. The minute I leave, things will be different with us.” You sniffled. “I don’t want that to happen. I wont let it happen.” You hiccupped. “So I’m going to keep my ugly face right here. I’m not leaving, I won’t.”

Bakugou sighed, and slowly walked over to you, you refused to look up at him.

A gasp escaping you as Bakugou pulled you to his chest, one hand on your arm and the other on your head.

He leaned his head down, “I take it back, okay? So, stop crying.” He said.

Your eyes filled with more tears, “Don’t tell me what to do…” your voice cracking as you sobbed harder, gripping onto his jumper he had thrown on.

Bakugou held you tighter, “Cry baby.” He mumbled, but he didn’t let go of you till you stopped crying.

After some time where you were just sniffling into Bakugou’s jumper, too embarrassed to look at him.

Bakugou patted your head, “You done?” he asked.

You nodded against him, not trusting your voice.

Bakugou smiled to himself, “You get my jumper all messed up?” he asked sarcastically.

You sniffled, “You deserved it.” You said with a croaky voice.

The boy huffed out a laugh, “Fair enough.” He said. He thought for a moment, “Feel better?”

You huffed, “Yes…and you?” you asked.

It felt like a little stab, but Bakugou knew he deserved it, “Yeah.” He said.

After a few more minutes of standing and hugging, Bakugou pulled back to look down at you, “Go take a shower. Want to come back here or go to your room?” at your silence, the boy rubbed the back of his neck. “Or do you want to be alone?”

You shook your head immediately.

The boy snickered and brought his forehead down to the top of your head, “Go take a shower, and meet me back here, okay?” he said.

You nodded, “Okay.” You said.

As you were told, you went to the girl’s bathroom, took a shower, making sure to wash your face with cold water.

And after changing into warm clothes, you went back to Bakugou’s room, the boy freshly out of the bath as well.

You curled yourself on his desk chair, your face buried in your knees as you hugged them to your chest.

Bakugou sat across from you on his bed, “Sure you don’t want to be alone?” he asked.

You shook your head, “I’m fine.” You said.

Bakugou sighed, “What do you want?” he asked.

You looked up at him, “Close your eyes for a bit.” You said.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow, “Huh?” he said in confusion.

You glared, “Just don’t look for a minute.” You said.

The boy sighed and closed his eyes.

You got up from the chair, “Don’t you dare peek.” You said.

The boy nodded, “Yeah, yeah.” He said.

He could hear you rustling around, and then the creak of his chair told him you were back in his desk chair, “You can open them.” He heard you mumble.

Bakugou opened his eyes, you were back as you were, hiding your face in your knees, but this time you were in one of his shirts again.

The boys eyes widened in surprise, but he smirked, “Wanting to be spoiled just like last night I see.” He said.

You looked up at him, your face pink, as you pouted and glared at him.

He sighed and titled his head as he smirked, opening his arms, “Let’s go to bed.” He said.

You nodded, but you didn’t move.

Bakugou tilted his head, but your blush just increased as you lifted your arms up.

Bakugou grinned with widened eyes, “So you want to be treated like a spoiled kid after fights, huh?” he stood up and came over to you. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

He leaned down letting you wrap your arms around his neck, allowing him to scoop you up from the chair, “I thought I was supposed to be the one with the clingy quirk.” He teased.

You buried your face in his neck, “Shut up.” You said.

The boy turned the light off and carried you into the bed, getting comfortable together you started clinging to him.

The boy sighed and moved some of your hair away from your eyes, “Still feeling shitty?” he asked.

You hesitated a little, but soon shrugged, “A little, but mostly better.” You said in a low voice.

Bakugou sighed, “Was going to wait for it to be on a better day, but there’s somewhere I want to take you to tomorrow.” He looked to you. “Want to go?”

You thought about it and nodded, “Sure.” You said, drowsiness taking hold of you, you yawned.

All that exercise, fighting, and crying, you were physically and emotionally drained.

Bakugou put his forehead to yours, “Go to sleep, Cry Baby.” He said.

Before long you both passed out.

-Chapter IV Fin-

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