#but I've lost my patience trying to get rid of it lol

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✟The Witch Hunter!

pairing: a witch!hunter Katsuki Bakugo x fem!reader.

cw: mentions of death! | naked bodies! but no sexual goings on lol! | female reader! |

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⊰𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑⊱ »»————> Typhoon!

you awoke to the sounds of relentless bashing of waves against the ship's hull, wood groaning and creaking under the pressure, as the men above, desperately try to control the vessel. the room swayed violently, and cold seawater seeped through the cracks in the floorboards, pooling at your feet. disoriented, you blinked, trying to gather your bearings as the storm rattled the ship around you.

heavy footsteps stomped down the narrow staircase, and the witch hunter stormed into the room, boots splashing the shallow water. his expression was stern, as his eyes landed on you, seething with barely contained anger.

"you," he growled, stepping closer, water dripping from his soaked figure. "ya' think you're clever, don't ya'? summonin' this storm to get ya' freedom?"

you met his glare, raw hatred in his eyes, that equally matched it's color. as the ship heaved and shuddered, his not so patient patience seemed to have snapped. he took another step toward you, voice hard and gravelly in his throat. "you're the one who called it, so cut it out. now." he towered over you, looking down as he grumbled his orders.

a smirk tugged at your lips despite the intensity of the moment. "i didn't summon anything," you replied, holding your ground. "this has nothing to do with me."

"liar." he scoffed, but desperation flickered beneath his anger. "but fine. can ya' get rid of it? or not?"

"oh my~ we must be desperate aren't we?" you teased and tilted your head, feeling the sway of power shift as he waited, "let's say i help you," savoring the moment. "what's in it for me?"

"we don' have time for ya' nonsense!" his jaw tightened, and he seemed to weigh his answer before finally spitting out, "you'll have a twenty percent chance of makin' it out of this shit alive."

"twenty percent, huh? how generous of you." you raised an eyebrow, amusement gleaming in your eyes.

he didn't respond, and you took one last steadying breath before reaching up, letting yourself feel the pulsing rhythm of the storm beyond the ship's hull.

"i can't do it. not from down here," you said, after a futile attempt. his gaze lingered on you for a moment, scrutinizing, before he finally reached over and yanked your wrists down, his grip firm.

"you seem rather trusting... i might attack you..." you teased, tilting your head again, as he glared, unamused. he said nothing, again, only grabbed the chain between your shackles and hauled you from your spot, dragging you toward the stairs leading up to the deck.

"i'm going to need my hands," you smirked, holding up your shackles, testing him.

"ya didn't need 'em to mess with my crew," he shot back, as he led you up the narrow steps. rain poured down on you both as you emerged into the storm, lightning cracking out and illuminating the rolling waves that tried to swallow the ship.

just as he reached to unlock on your shackles, the ship leans, almost completely tilting over, a towering mast splintered and swung down, catching him across the shoulder. and his eyes widened as he lost his footing, the impact throwing him off balance and over the side of the ship.

you stumbled to the edge of the deck, peering overboard to see him thrashing among the waves. "captain! a man fell overboard!" you whipped around calling out.

"not my problem!" she shouted, eyes fixed ahead. she barely glanced your way, her knuckles white as she gripped the wheel, futilely fighting to steady the ship. "i've got a ship to keep from sinking."

your jaw clenched, as you looked back in water. and then, everything he did for you these past few days replayed at the front of your mind. "ffffuck..." you muttered under your breath. with a frustrated groan, you took a deep breath and launched yourself over the side, diving into the freezing water below.

you reached out to the waves and pulled them around you, forming a rapid current to pull you through the sea. the icy water stung, but you pressed on, closing the distance between you and the witch hunter's barely conscious figure. grabbing hold of the collar of his rugged wear, you used the water to push you both toward the faint outline of a coastline in the distance. and watched as one massive wave swept the ship under.

you washed ashore on a deserted, snowy coastline, the cold biting into your skin. the witch hunter laid sprawled out beside you, his chest still and face pale from the chill. shivering, you leaned over him, your fingers finding the key looped onto his belt. with a quick twist, you unlocked your shackles and tossed them aside, savoring the freedom for a split second.

the stillness of his body made your chest tighten. you placed your hands to base of his well-built torso, feeling his tense muscles beneath the cold skin. you pressed down, and dragged your fingers along his abdomen, up to his mouth, pulling the water from his lungs in a single motion. he gasped, coughing up the rest of the seawater, and his eyes fluttered open, meeting yours with a mix of confusion and lingering hostility, as he took in his surroundings. the snowy coastline, the storm... and you sitting nearby.

"what the hell happened?" he barked, pushing himself up on one elbow.

"you fell overboard."

"where's the ship?"

"it sank."

"you witch—you sank the fuckin' ship?!"

"no! but I did drag your ungrateful ass to shore..."

"why?" he sneered.

"you had the keys to release me." you rolled your eyes, swinging the shackles so they'd clink.

he scoffed, "of course." a bitter smirk tugging at his lips. "you're a witch, your kind only thinks about themselves."

you were shivering but didnt let that stopp you from putting him in his place. "I don't know where you got that information. and I'm not—"

"don't care." he bit back, cutting you off. teeth knocking as the cold air blew his hair away from his eyes.

he sent a glare in your direction, and didn't waste words. with a grunt, he turned and started marching off into the blizzard. you hesitated, teeth chattering as the cold bit through your soaked silken dress, before trudging after him, each step heavy in the thick snow that offered little to no protection against the freezing wind.

after what felt like hours of relentless stumbling, the blinding white finally gave way to the faint outline of a small house. a warm, golden glow flickered from inside, promising refuge. the witch hunter grunted and quickened his pace, reaching the door and knocking, his shivering figure tense with anticipation. when no answer came, he knocked again, harder, and the door creaked open slowly, revealing a simple but inviting space—a cozy bed, a small table with two chairs, and a fire crackling in the hearth, spreading warmth throughout the room.

"get in," he grumbled, stepping aside just enough for you to slip past. you didn't hesitate, the heat drawing you in instantly. you stepped further into the cozy space, glancing around at the modest furnishings "is it really alright to just, barge into someone's home like this?" you asked, feeling a bit uneasy.

"what choice do we have? we'd freeze to fuckin' death out there." bakugo shrugged, tossing a log into the fire.

"but what if the owners come back?" you pressed, scanning the room. "where would they even go during this blizzard?"

he paused, a dark smirk creeping onto his face. "they probably went out to get more firewood and died."

"thanks... that's really comforting..." you shot back, rolling your eyes, unable to suppress a nervous laugh.

"welcome to reality," he replied, crossing his arms as he leaned against the wall. "out here. it's do or die." he dragged his gaze to you, sitting on the floor quivering near the fire.

he began peeling off his heavy, soaked layers and hanged them by the fire. after a glance in your direction, he gestured for you to do the same.

you shook your head. "I'm not exactly... covered in layers like you are." you said, gesturing to your thin, soaked silk dress that hugged every curve of your body and showed off the print of your hard nipples.

his eyes narrowed, gaze flicking over your attire, clearly unimpressed. "you're gonna freeze to death like that," he muttered.

"oh? isn't death my fate when all of this nonsense comes to end?" you chided, scooting closer to fire that lost it's warmth by the second.

"I don't intend on bringin' the corpse of one of the supposedly greatest water witches to the king." he dead panned, looking over your frame once more. "can't y'just, witch the water off us, or somethin'?"

"no." you shivered, "not in my current state..." and bowed your head, to avoid looking at him.

after about ten solid minutes of relative warmth, the fire began to crackle and flicker, the flames dying down alarmingly fast. the hunter cursed under his breath, frantically scanning the room for any sign of firewood. and the last embers finally extinguished, leaving the room in an unsettling darkness.

"fuck…" he muttered, his breath visible in the chilly air. and as if on cue, you began to shiver again, the howling wind outside becoming increasingly pronounced now that the fire was out. the damp silk of your dress still clung to your skin, amplifying your discomfort.

"take 'em off," he gruffed, as he rubbed his arms to ward off the cold.

"huh?" you shot back, incredulous.

"you heard me. take. 'em. off."

"where I'm from, its common etiquette to get to know someone better, before you tell them to take off their clothes." you jeered, bringing your hands up to 'cover' your chest.

"take 'em off or freeze to death," he replied, "I don' have time for ya' nonsense." teeth chattering as he struggled to strip off his own wet clothes.

reluctantly, you began to peel off the silk dress and the little armored details that had covered your body. the chill in the air intensified, and you wrapped your arms around yourself, trying to ward off the cold.

"now c'mere," he ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.

you couldn't help but smirk, a playful glint in your eye. "my my, that eager to get me in bed, huh?" you teased.

"in your dreams witch. our body heat will give us a chance at survivin' the night." he bluntly dismissed your teasing with a huff.

with a reluctant sigh, you stepped closer, crawled into the little bed next to him, and he pulled the thin covers over you, letting the warmth of his body, that surrounded you, hold you for the night.

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