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[kitthepurplepotato]

Kirishima Eijirou’s daily shenanigans!

Summary: You work in a little coffee shop (secretly owned by your uncle Crimson Riot), which resides next to Red Riot and Dynamight’s agency. Needless to say, the Crimson Riot signature on the wall lures in the red haired hero on the first day after opening.

Long story short, this a really cute story about a barista and his favorite customer falling in love and becoming a couple. (The only problem is that Red Riot is a himbo and he does not realize you two are actually dating. But that’s a problem for another day.)

Genre: Comedy, strangers to lovers, fluff, hurt/comfort, slice of life

Estimated chapters: Around 10?

Warnings: Swear Words, one or two chapters with smut but they will be skippable, mentions of injuries, depression, blood, fight scenes, one or two chapters of angst around the end but it’s mostly just fluff and shits and giggles. New warnings on every chapter!

About The Reader: SHE/HER, related to Crimson Riot, has red hair but it’s dyed, not natural. She has a really cool quirk and went to hero school when she was young, but she doesn’t work as a hero.

This story is a spin-off to Bakugou Katsuki’s Daily Shenanigans but you don’t need to read that story to understand this one.

Also, English isn’t my first language so please be kind, I’m trying my best!

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Chapter 1 - A wild Red Riot appears!

“Welcome!”

A lovely jingle announces Kirishima’s grand entrance to the brand new coffee shop he decided to visit on this lovely afternoon.

It’s manly to try new things, you know; the old coffee shop he used go to might be nice and cosy but how is Kirishima supposed to know if it’s the best coffee shop or not if he doesn’t try the other places in the area? Right?

… Right?

…

Okay, Kirishima has a confession to make.

He doesn’t care how the coffee tastes like at this place. He really doesn’t. The only thing he cares about is Crimson Riot’s signature framed on the wall.

That’s why he’s here, the traitor.

“Ahh, hello!” Kirishima scratches the back of his head shyly; he doesn’t even look at the poor barista, he’s too busy looking around, searching for the sacred signature. He feels blessed to be able to step into this beautiful, crimson colored coffee shop which conveniently opened almost next to from his agency. Well, his and Katsuki’s agency, but that doesn’t matter.

“It’s on the left side, darling. Do not touch the glass, I just cleaned it.” The barista giggles and… oh hello, that giggle was absolutely adorable?! But first of all, what does she mean he can’t touch the glass?! He wants to touch the glass!

Kirishima makes a pouty face, clearly heartbroken by the sudden plot twist; he’s so close to Crimson Riot right now, yet so far away…

“Okay, you can touch the glass. Go on. You have five seconds. One… two…” The barista counts and Kirishima sprints to the little framed signature and does what he does the best; act like a fifteen years old fanboy seeing naked boobs for the first time. Man, boobs are nothing compared to the thrill he feels right now; Crimson Riot is a legend, no one has seen the man for decades, he’s manly and mysterious and Kirishima really likes that about him; sometimes he wonders if Crimson Riot is real at all; that man is so perfect, kind and chivalrous, he’s everything Kirishima wants to be when grows up… well, technically, he is 25 and he doesn’t have too much “growing up” going on anymore but he still feels like he’s twelve. He also acts like he’s twelve. So yeah, he wants to be like Crimson Riot when he grows up. He’s not there yet.

“Would you like to have a coffee or salivating over a framed signature is enough to start your day off with a kick?” The barista suddenly appears behind him and Kirishima jumps.

Well, that’s awkward.

“Yeah, I’m just about to… oh hi.”

To all the Gods and deities up in Heaven, thank you. - Kirishima mumbles as he takes in the beautiful sight in front of him. No, he is not talking about the beautiful signature on the wall this time; that one was demoted to the second most beautiful sight in the world.

“Good morning, sir.” The barista giggles again, and Kirishima swears an angel descended from above in front him.

Kirishima is known to be a ladies man; he loves ladies, he adores them, he cherishes them, he wants to tell every single one of them how beautiful they are; but this one is on another level. This lady here is the most perfect human being Kirishima has ever seen. This lady is the type of lady Kirishima would never have the balls to actually woo. Not like he ever had the balls to woo anyone, to be honest, he’s more like the funny uncle who flirts with everyone but no one takes him seriously and will probably end up alone with 6 dogs 8 cats, 3 bearded dragons because they are really manly and a house worth of Crimson Riot merch. He already has the latter and he’s working on the rest.

“Is the red hair a part of the work uniform or do you just happen to have a good taste?”

Why did he say that?! Why?!

“If that was supposed to be your way of flirting, you have a long way to go, Mr. Red Riot.” She grins and oh my god, Kirishima is in pieces. Literally. He’s quite sure he accidentally hardened his arms under his super tight-fit turtleneck and the fabric just shred to pieces.

At least it’s not something else that hardened…

Eijirou, no.

Do not go there. Do. Not.

“Ahh, you know me.”

“Our staff room window looks at the private parking lot of your agency. There is a massive poster with your faces by the VIP entrance. I need to say, you look much nicer with your hair down though.”

Why is this angel standing so close to him?! What did he do to deserve this beautiful sight?!

“If that was your way of flirting… it completely worked.” Kirishima admits with a crimson face.

You get it? Cuz he’s in Crimson Coffee? Next to Crimson Riot’s signature?

… Nevermind.

“I don’t mean to break your heart so soon, but I wasn’t flirting with you.”

“Y/N, are you bullying our precious customers again? I already told you… oh hello there, young man!” The random lady went from a loud yell to the most pleasant customer service voice he’s ever heard in five seconds. Well that’s a talent. “That’s Red Riot honey, give him a friend and family card, will ya?”

“I guess that’s alright.” The barista, Y/N, rolls her eyes playfully and gives him the little card. “Now order, I’m getting bored.”

And Kirishima does.

Kirishima orders 13 coffees even though he only needs one just to keep this beautiful angel entertained. He gets 2 massive coffee holders with 6 coffees in each and gives the spare one to Y/N with a shy smile on his face, because he’s a gentleman.

“You know I can drink our coffee for free, right?” Y/N raises her brow with a mischievous smile on her beautiful face and he might not have a shot with her after he embarrassed himself in every way possible, but it was completely worth it for that smile.

Kirishima made a great decision today by trying out new things.

Being blasted out of the window by Katsuki after he arrived late, juggling 12 cups of coffee while spilling half of them in Katsuki’s office was absolutely worth it.

(He also landed in the parking lot and was able to see Y/N in the staff room laughing at him. Best day ever.”

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“Does he come here often or was that a special occasion? Come on, tell me! Please!”

You have all the respect for heroes but this Red Riot guy… is an absolute himbo. In the best way.

First of all, he has no idea how handsome he is. He takes your hand in a begging way, trying to get information out of you and you really need to concentrate to not show any kind of emotion on your face; thankfully, your family is blessed with amazing poker faces. The biggest master of them is your uncle who’s -surprise!- is actually the person Red Riot is asking about right now with perfect puppy eyes. He was able to keep up his mysterious persona for decades even though he’s also an absolute himbo in real life.

Second of all, Red Riot embarrassed himself at least ten times this week but somehow he always leaves with a proud smile like this is what he wanted to do in the first place.

Personally, you really want to smack this man in the head and tell him to be ashamed of himself because by the look of it, his self-esteem is so low he thinks this is just him being himself. Which isn’t true. Red Riot might be a himbo, but he’s also a well respected himbo… you mean hero, and he should definitely act a bit more… confident.

“So what do I get if I tell you this information, sir?” You ask cheekily; you can’t help it, okay? Red Riot is a handsome guy. And he’s also really sweet and gentle. Who would NOT flirt with him?

“I would like to say my number on a napkin but I feel like you would use it as a filter for the coffee.” Red sighs dramatically.

“That’s highly unlikely.” You retort; he looks up at you with eyes full of hope and you already hate yourself for doing this to him, but… “The napkin would melt into the coffee and it would be absolutely disgusting. I can’t serve that.”

“You are such a heartbreaker, miss Y/N! I would like to speak to your manager!” He yells, fake-offended, and you can’t help but laugh.

“Just order your bloody coffee and leave, Red. Seeing you being blasted through the window because you were late is really fun but I kinda hate listening to the drilling noise when your window gets fixed. It ruins my chi.”

“You’re a chi.”

“Well that’s just rude, sir. I might need to ask you to leave.” You giggle, and you can’t help but realize how the air just changed around you two; there is definitely something there, a tension you can’t describe but it’s not uncomfortable. It’s kinda nice to banter with him like this.

“You already did. But you also told me to order first.” Red retorts with a massive smirk on his face and you kinda want to put him into your pocket and keep him in there.

Finally, Red orders and he’s just about to leave when you decide to give him the tiny present you got him.

Yes, you got him a present. Shut up.

“Hey, Red!”

“Yeah?” He looks back with a massive grin on his face.

“I got something for the most handsome customer in this shop.” Red’s face contorts into a frown at that. Would it be rude to kiss your customer’s cheeks to give him some confidence? It’s just a kiss on the cheek, no biggie. Just one kiss. Come on.

“Lucky gal.” He mumbles, trying to fake a smile, but failing miserably.

“I’m talking about you, you himbo.” You laugh and run to the back; it’s a signed Crimson Riot poster. Your uncle was more than happy to throw one at you when you told him about Red Riot being your loyal customer; he’s kinda obsessed with the guy since his first appearance in the sports festival. Long story. He loves to be loved.

Kirishima pales as he rolls the poster out, his eyes misty by the time he rolls it out completely.

“This is a limited edition poster from 30 years ago. One of the first posters… what the hell, man…”

“Look closer.” You wink and Red starts to cry like a baby. He’s so fucking adorable, it’s ridiculous.

“Watching you grow up made me realize why I was a hero for so long. I’m proud of you. Stay manly! Crimson Riot.” Red mutters under his snotty nose. “Y/N, can I marry you?”

This man will be the death of you.

“No.”

“Okay. Thank you. Bye.” Red mumbles with red rimmed eyes. Working in your uncle’s secret coffee shop was the best decision of your life.

“See you tomorrow, himbo.” You giggle and the redhead disappears; one day, you’ll tell him that all the flirting you do is actually serious but that day is not today. You really want to see him gain some self-respect by himself before you shower him with praises every day. You can only hope you don’t ruin your chances by playing with him for too long but that’s a problem for later; for now, you are just happy to be around this mysterious, funny man.

… Next Chapter!

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Chapter 3 - A wild Mama Dynamight appears!

Summary: Y/N gets the shove-talk.

Warnings: Bakugou drinks an alcoholic beverage, swear words, the chapter ends with a teeny-tiny cliffhanger (sorry)

First chapter Master List

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It’s an hour after opening and Red Riot is nowhere in sight. You lay on the freshly cleaned counter with a sigh.

You got a little bit too used to have that ray of sunshine in your shop every morning. His pure existence makes your day better. Sometimes, you come in all grumpy, your mood heavily influenced by the lack of sleep, but one glance at the hero’s smile and the world is full of rainbows and unicorns.

Fuck, you miss him already. It’s really fucking concerning how quickly you developed feelings for this random guy. Okay, calling him a random a guy is quite rude as you literally grew up watching him in the TV, but he’s just a human, a human you’ve met only a month ago yet here you are, pining like a stupid school girl because the guy finally managed to get a day off.

“Waiting for someone?” Your boss mutters with a knowing smile which you answer with a big, loud and needy whine. She only snickers at that and then the door opens; you look up with hopeful eyes, searching for a blotch of red but you only find a blond dude in a cap and a face mask, looking sus as fuck.

Is he about to rob this place? - you wonder for a second; haha, he can fucking try, no one except your closest family members know this, but you went to Shiketsu High School and managed to get a hero license as well, so you are absolutely more than capable to annihilate a single fucker even with the lack of training in the last few years.

“Good fucking morning to you too.” The guy looks straight into your eyes with nothing but pure murderous intent.

You shudder under his intense gaze and your face pales in a matter of seconds. You have no idea what you have done personally to deserve such a stare but the guy doesn’t budge. He does look familiar to you though…

Uhm… haha… you definitely can’t annihilate this guy, because this guy is the Number Two pro hero, Dynamight. Oopsie daisy.

Knowing how much you’ve bullied Red Riot in the last few weeks, you have a feeling you are about to get “the shove-talk”.

“Good fucking morning to you too indeed, sir Dynamight!” You mumble under your nose, still a little bit shaken up by being almost murdered by his eyes. The guy keeps an eye contact as he puts his elbow on the counter; his whole posture screams “don’t fuck with me” so you… you don’t fuck with him.

Why?

Because this guy is Red Riot’s best friend. Otherwise he would be out of the door for acting inappropriately.

It’s quite amusing to you how much you care about his opinion; it’s not like you are dating his best friend or anything, you are literally just a barista who likes to banter with his favorite customer. Or at least that’s what you try to tell yourself when you feel the urge to ask a guy out and that’s like… every five seconds, really.

“Give me your best coffee.” Dynamight speaks up and it sounds like a challenge; and maybe it is, maybe this is the only way you can earn the guys approval.

Okay, you need to think.

This is Dynamight. He likes his stuff with a kick. A chili hot chocolate would definitely be something he would enjoy but he specifically said “coffee”, so that not an option.

A coffee with a kick… ahh!

“You doin’ hero work today, sir?” You ask nonchalantly while you poor some cold brew into a cup - Dynamight doesn’t look like a person who drinks his coffee sweet, but he also looks like someone who likes to be extra just because he fucking can.

“It’s our inventory and paperwork day, so we are the last agency on the call list so probably no.” He answers with a confused face but doesn’t ask any further questions about your silly question.

It’s time for you to make your favorite beverage… baileys coffee.

Yep, you heard it right. It’s alcohol time.

You give the drink a really light stir, just enough for the two colors to swirl together, then you top it up with some whip cream and finish the masterpiece with a hand-drawn explosion on the top (you don’t want to boast or anything but you can do a lot of stuff with chocolate syrup.)

You hand out the beverage with a massive smirk on your face and Dynamight takes it with a doubtful glare. He takes one sip and by the look of it, the drink kicks him right in the face; he stares at you with an incredulous look.

“It’s 8 in the morning, you absolute madman!” Dynamight fucking laughs, and that’s how you know you won this round. “Are you even allowed to sell alcohol in this place?”

“I’m not selling alcohol. I’m sharing my own secret stash with a friend of a friend. Don’t sue us, please.”

“Only if you make me another one for my fiancé, she will loose her mind from this shit.”

Dynamight gets excited for a second but then he schools his face into his usual scowl.

You can’t believe how cute he is in real life; the fact that his first thought was to share the drink with his loved one makes your heart melt. Now it makes sense why those two are besties. “So… Eijirou likes you.” The blond mutters like he’s talking about the weather. You have a sudden urge to drink some of that Bailey’s yourself, straight out of the bottle. “Red, shitty hair, sunshine reincarnation, rainbows coming out if his ass…” Katsuki tries to help like the only reason you are rendered speechless is the fact that you have no idea what the guy’s first name is.

“Red likes everyone.” You retort, faking nonchalance.

“I’ve been his best fucking friend for 10 years and trust me when I say, he doesn’t. Not like this, at least. I don’t know what kind of sorcery did you do to him, but…”

“I did nothing!” You retort loudly. “He’s my favorite customer, I like to banter with him and tease him. I try my best to make sure he leaves with a smile on his face. That’s all.”

“So you can see through his facade already. Impressive.”

“Facade?”

“Eijirou isn’t a ray of sunshine all the time. Not a lot of people can see through all the positivity he fakes daily to be liked. He’s sensitive and depressed. He’s my best fucking friend and if you break his fucking heart I swear to god I’ll chop you up and hide your body parts all over the country so no one can ever find you.”

“What if he breaks my heart?” You mumble with pout, absolutely not affected by the meaningless threats.

“Hm. You ain’t scared of me.” He mutters under his nose with a small smile on his face.

“Should I be? You might act like an asshole but it feels like it comes from a good place. Dunno, I might be weird. I’m glad Red has such a supportive friend by his side. He’s such a himbo sometimes, I’m a little bit worried for him.” You admit with a slight blush on your face.

There are a few seconds of silence between you two before the blond speaks up again:

“If he ever breaks your heart I’ll chop his dick off for letting such a good woman down.”

Needless to say your blush comes back with a full force at his words.

“Deal.” You mumble just as the door open up with full force.

“Katsuki, let her live! … oh. Uhm. I thought he’s… Nevermind. Hi!” Red Riot pants, out of breath. He also forgot to put on a shirt before he ran here. Oh damn, what a day to be alive.

“Did you just run straight here from your apartment, you idiot?!”

“Uhm, I felt like running today?” Red Riot pants with a massive grin on his face. You really want to know how does it feel like to kiss a guy with shark teeth… Y/N, calm the fuck down. Stop staring at his teeth. And his chest… those sweat-slicked abs… oh damn, call the popo, there’s something illegal going on in this coffee shop.

“Eijirou, you live 15 kilometers away and you aren’t even supposed to be in today!” Dynamight yells, and you can’t stop yourself from teasing the guy.

“Yeah, EIJIROU, give yourself a break!”

Kirishima… chokes on his saliva in the most unattractive way, but he looks so fucking adorable while doing it, and you kinda want to kiss him.

Wait? What?! You did not just think that, did you?!

“What if I wanted to see my favorite barista on my break? Am I not allowed to be in the area?” Kirishima gets a little bit cocky, probably trying to look badass and miserably failing at it.

“Look into my eyes and tell me that you didn’t get a message from my woman about me coming to check out the coffee shop.” Dynamight speaks up with a blank face, eyes staring holes into Kirishima’s skull. Damn. You see? That’s badass. The calmness, the way you can see Dynamight knows Red Riot is lying right now but he gives him a last chance to save himself. Kirishima cowers under his gaze, his body goes numb as his facade crumbles and he sighs, clearly giving up on fighting his best friend.

“The menace* messaged me…” Red Riot sits down on the nearest chair, completely defeated.

Honestly, if you thought Kirishima himself is a better entertainment than a sitcom, there two together are downright unbeatable when it comes to comedy.

* The Menace is the hero name of Katsuki’s fiancé. She started as a secretary at Katsuki’s agency after she got into an accident and couldn’t work as a hero for a long time but after she got better she joined Katsuki’s agency as a hero. The Menace was Katsuki’s nickname for her when they “hated” each other. If you want to read their story, read Bakugou Katsuki’s daily shenanigans!

“While I certainly enjoy your shenanigans and you two made my day, can you please leave now? Dynamight, your woman’s coffee will get cold. Red, no one will come to my coffee shop if there is a half naked guy sitting in the window, even though I must admit, it is a beautiful sight.”

“I’m… not even getting… a coffee?” Kirishima gives you the biggest puppy eyes the world has even seen while Dynamight snickers in the background like a cheeky child.

“Come here.” You motion towards the redhead with your fingers. “Come on, I ain’t got all day!” You reprimand and Kirishima moves closer, clearly terrified. You can barely conceal your smile as he finally makes it to the counter, ready to get smacked in the head, his eyes closed, ready for the impact. Instead of smacking him you jump on top of the counter and rake your fingers through his soft, gel-free strands as you leave a tiny kiss on the top of his forehead, an act full of affection and love. “Now get the fuck out of my coffee shop, you smelly himbo.” Everyone who hears your lovesick giggle is able to tell how much you adore this man… except the man himself. It’s kinda funny how oblivious the guy is.

“Yes, sir.” Is all you get as an answer; Red Riot is out of of the door before you can say bye; you stare at the door for a few second, already the missing the warmth Kirishima has brought with him.

“Wow, you’ve got it bad. I was worried for no reason.” Katsuki grins at you, sipping on his girlfriend drink, using the cute reusable pink straw you put in it for another brownie point.

“You look like a slut, Dynamight, get out and get laid.” You giggle while you roll your eyes, absolutely gobsmacked by the fact that Bakugou is… well… a completely different person than the loud and aggressive pro hero Dynamight you see in the news almost every day.

“Behave yourself.” Katsuki grins and after a lazy wave, he leaves; Suddenly, it’s way too lonely in the empty coffee shop.

“They are an interesting bunch.” Your boss snickers, her head poking out of the staff room door.

“Shut up.” You whine, only just realizing that she’s heard the whole conversation. “And don’t tell my uncle. Don’t want him to die an early death.”

“Yes, sir.” Your boss parrots; you really want to to go home and yell into a pillow out of embarrassment.

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A few days later:

Kirishima is a happy child; he just got his favorite coffee from his favorite barista and if that’s not enough, he even got another kiss on his cheek. His heart has a hard time with the whole situation, it beats out of his chest every time Y/N comes close to him and he certainly needs to work on that bit to preserve this blooming friendship without ruining it with his stupid, unrequited romantic feelings but that’s a problem for another day; today, Kirishima is the one in charge at the agency, he’s the big boss, the one with all the responsibility and not even Y/N’s cheeky kisses can ruin his concentration as he stares at the CCTV, looking for troublesome individuals. It’s not like he doesn’t have specific people in the room to do this for him but Kirishima is a nosy little bitch and absolute likes the random funny interactions that sometimes happen on the screen; there is a guy who always dances on his way home from work, another one likes to pet the neighbors dog as he walks past, even if he gets bitten every time then there is that girl with two heads that likes to have a fight with herself in the middle of the street then walk into a lamp post by accident.

Today, he’s not looking at the random bystanders though; he’s looking at the camera right by this street, he’s looking at a smiling Y/N, staring out of the massive window, clearly daydreaming; Kirishima wonders what she’s thinking about and if he’s able to make those dreams come true.

Kirishima is aware that he is… uhm… a little bit creepy for doing this so he usually only does it for a few minutes then moves to the next frame.

They got a special security camera set up for that coffee shop after it opened; villains aren’t stupid to try and rob a shop right next to the big Dynamight-Red Riot Agency but even if Katsuki denies it, they both care about their neighbors and they want them to feel safe, hence why every single shop in the area has a special camera set up so they can help out in a case of emergency; fire, water damage, robbery, hell, they even send their interns to help out with rude, aggressive customers from time to time, just to keep the young, inexperienced hero students entertained on a boring day.

Kirishima is just about to look somewhere else, mesmerized by the sight of his… well, let’s be honest, crush; when he feels his heart drop down into his belly; three, masked individuals enter the shop, clearly up to no good and Kirishima doesn’t wait a single second before he jumps out of his office window and lands right in front of the (hopefully) unlocked coffee shop back door.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He mutters to himself as he sneaks into the backroom, his whole body charged with the urge to protect the sunshine of his life.

… next chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- I know, ending the chapter with that shit wasn’t nice but don’t worry, it’s gonna be fine. The angst will be resolved in the next chapter! And something good will come out of it!

- Bro I miss writing with Katsuki so much. 😭

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Chapter 9 - A bubbly experience 🫧

Summary: Katsuki acts like a good fucking husband. That’s the summary.

Warnings: swear words, Reader and Katsuki are sharing a bath naked, mentions of being aroused but no smut at all. They only kiss. Pinky promise.

16+ but let’s make it 18+ for safety.

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Ahh. The sun is up already. You really fucking hate existing right now. Being in this condition is already bad enough, but the mornings are the worst of it all; waking up feels like coming back from hell after going through 300 different kinds of torture.

“Just end my suffering.” You mumble to yourself, completely forgetting that you are not alone.

“It’s five fucking AM, shut the fuck up.” Comes the sweet answer from your side; Katsuki’s hair tickles the back of your neck as he snuggles into you as much as he can, probably trying to cancel out the light and the noise at the same time. His arms tighten around your middle possessively, pulling you as close as humanly possible, absolutely ignoring the fact that there are some parts of him that you weren’t completely ready to feel at “five fucking AM” in the morning as Katsuki would say. “You need somethin’? Water? Toilet? Anythin’?” He mumbles after his mind caught up with the situation. People can say whatever they want about Katsuki being a terrible boyfriend material, but those people don’t fucking see him all soft and mushy and caring and affectionate….

“Nah, I have everything I need right here.” You stroke his hands sitting on your belly with a lovesick smile on your face.

“That was so fucking cheesy.” Katsuki GIGGLES and takes a deep breath, his nose deep in your hair. “You smell like shit.” He snorts, but you can feel that he’s still smiling.

“Stop smelling me then, weirdo.”

“Nah, I love it.” Katsuki grins. Your heart skips a beat.

Honestly. This man is something else. You kinda want to go on a gossip site and leave an anonymous message about Dynamight’s soft side. The fan girls would eat that shit up for sure.

“You will be the death of me.” You mumble into your sheets with a red face.

“I’m literally keeping you alive right now.” Katsuki retorts proudly. “Now shut up and sleep, I’m not ready for this shit.”

“What shit?” You ask, confused.

“Living.”

Fair deal.

Early morning conversations with Katsuki are certainly your new favorite things in the whole world.

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“Wake up, you lazy shit.” Katsuki grumbles, clearly annoyed. The lovely scent of freshly brewed coffee hits your nose and that’s enough for you to have the energy to open your eyes and lean towards the lovely scent; you kinda resemble those dogs smelling bacon while they sleep in those funny videos on YouTube but you can’t be bothered to be ashamed of yourself right now; being in this condition is already enough of an embarrassment anyway. “I brought your breakfast in today but I hate when people eat in bed so this is the last time, got it?”

“Yes, boss!” You take the coffee from Katsuki’s hands automatically, but he takes it away with a disappointed look on his face.

“Did you really forget why I’m bringing you breakfast to bed?”

“Because you love me?” You answer self-deprecatingly.

Katsuki only sighs.

“What’s the time?” He mumbles. Well, that’s a really stupid question to ask right now, but okay; you reach towards the nightstand to check your phone. Surprisingly, the device stays in your hand for quite a long time before your arms give in and the phone falls into your lap.

“Oh. Yeah. I forgot about that for a second.”

You are such an idiot sometimes, honestly. Being in love really makes you stupid.

“How are you feelin’?” Katsuki mumbles as he slowly sits down next to you with the tray of food. It looks phenomenal, just like everything Katsuki makes.

“You worry too much, Kats.” You smile at the hero but he only rolls his eyes at that.

“I ain’t worried, you would even survive the fucking plague. I just don’t want a coffee stain on my mattress, that’s all.”

“Sure.” You giggle to yourself while Katsuki slowly feeds you the pancakes even thought you are quite sure your arms work just enough to take the fork and feed yourself, even if it would be a bit slow.

For some weird reason, Katsuki looks content. He cuts the pancake into small pieces, prolonging the whole thing like he wants to enjoy this for longer than it’s needed, he tilts the coffee mug gently and slowly as he lets you drink the super sweet caramel coffee he made just for you and when the food is gone he makes sure there isn’t a single stain on your face by wiping your lips with a napkin but the touch feels so gentle, it feels like a caress; Katsuki acts the opposite of his usual self but somehow, it feels more genuine than his angry grumbles. After breakfast, Katsuki asks you to stay in bed while cleans up the mess; he comes back a few minutes later, his face determined; whatever he’s about to say the only acceptable answer is YES.

To be fair, that’s fine. It’s not like there is anything you wouldn’t do for this man…

“Your smelly ass is gonna have a bath and I’ll help.”

… Nevermind. Scratch that.

“Fuck no.”

Wait, wait, wait. You haven’t even seen each other naked yet. You haven’t even… well… you haven’t done the deed or anything like that, the most intimate thing between you two was when you touched the hem of his boxers at his parent’s house and he absolutely hated it. You are still not completely over the fact that he hated it, by the way. You understand why, but it still hurts like a bitch! There is no way you can get naked in front of him and…

“Fuck yes.” Katsuki retorts. “The bath is ready and it’s super bubbly, so I won’t see shit. Come on.”

The blonde acts like a stubborn dad, his arms already under your armpits to pull you up.

“Katsuki, put me down, I need a moment.” You yelp as he puts you on his shoulders like a sack of potatoes, barely listening to your anxious retorts.

“The more you think about it the worst it’s gonna be. Let’s get over with this. You trust me, don’t you?”

That was a fucking low-blow. Emotional manipulation, that is. Fuck’s sake.

You know you are freaking out over nothing; you are both adults and both heroes, full of scars that will never fade. He knows how you look like under all the oversized clothing; fuck, Katsuki have kissed most of your scars in his room right before you two made your way to meet Katsuki’s parents. It’s just…

This is not how you wanted him to see you for the first time. You are not a romantic person and you definitely had a hunch Katsuki isn’t either so you kinda imagined your first time to happen out of the blue, hands wondering a bit too far, unable to stop and then things just happen… you thought the first time he sees you naked will be the time you two decide to take the next step; when you are too busy and too excited to really take in the sight. Somehow, this whole situation makes you feel so fragile and insecure, it actually clouds your mind enough you almost make the blonde stumble as you reach out for the door frame to make him stop.

Coming here was a mistake. A big fucking one at that.

Katsuki sighs but he doesn’t let go yet; he strokes your back soothingly, silent for a moment then slowly takes a step forward until your arms give in and hands falls, your whole body giving in to the fatigue. A sweet scent fills your lungs when you take a deep breath; cinnamon, caramelized sugar with a citrusy undertone; it smells like Katsuki but not really; the scent is more fresh than Katsuki’s usual scent and it’s much stronger.

“If you really don’t want to, I’ll put you back to bed.” Katsuki’s confidence clearly wavers as he puts you down on the toilet seat. He hands you your toothbrush, not even trying to force you to do anything anymore; the guy looks heartbroken to be honest, and you absolutely hate seeing him like this and you hate the fact that YOU made him feel like this even more. You quickly wash your teeth while Katsuki stands by the door, clearly in his own little world, probably deciding between leaving or staying. He takes one step forward and one step back, just how he did yesterday when he wasn’t sure if sleeping together was okay or not.

For you, it was so obvious that it’s okay yet he still managed to waver and overthink the whole situation; Bakugou Katsuki might look like an over-confident asshole but deep inside he’s just as uncertain as you are.

You spit out the toothpaste and Katsuki appears by your side right away; he takes the toothbrush from you, cleans your mess up without a single retort and he’s just about to leave the room when your mind finally clears out enough to see how stupid you are being right now.

“Can you stay? I want you to stay.” You mumble into the awkward silence; your cheeks feel burning hot so you are quite sure your whole face is as red as a tomato, but it doesn’t really matter right now. “I want to try and get in alone. I feel like I’m not as weak as I thought I’ll be, which is a good sign but I want to be sure. Will you catch me if I fall?”

“Of course, you idiot.” Katsuki mumbles but he doesn’t roll his eyes this time. He turns away and closes his eyes, probably listening to his surroundings so he can catch you without even looking; his face is determined like he’s about to fight the final boss blind and seeing him like this makes you feel so many things at once; adoration, gratitude, pure love and trust towards the person who’s willing to do all of this for his girlfriend of a few weeks without a single nasty retort. Bakugou Katsuki is not a person who wills to shape himself to fit anyone’s expectations, not even All Might’s, yet here he is, soft and pliant, only an arms length away, listening, understating and trying his best to do what makes you feel the most comfortable in this fucked up situation. You are sure this is not how he wanted this to go either; he also had to have his own daydreams about the day you two tear down another wall between you, but he doesn’t complain, doesn’t say a word, just goes with the flow and let’s you take over, even if it kills him inside.

If you didn’t know Katsuki’s words were true before, you definitely know the truth now; he wouldn’t do any of this if he wouldn’t love you as much as you love him. The realization hits you like a truck and butterflies erupt in your chest as you slowly take your shirt off, then your pajama pants until you shakily stand, completely naked, right next to the bath tub. You sit down on the rim, take in the sight of the thick layer of bubbles, one of your hands playing around with them while the other hides your breasts. You take another deep breath and move your leg into the tub, followed by the other; the bath is a little too hot but at least it burns away the remaining of your anxiety.

“Fuck, I made it in. Alone. On the first day.” You mumble excitedly while you try to make a little wall in front you with the bubbles in the bath. “This is huge, Katsuki. I might be able to be a hero again.” You don’t even realize you started crying in the middle of your sentence until Katsuki mumbles “fuck” under his nose and makes his way to sit on the side of the bathtub with you. He leans in to put your foreheads together and takes a deep breath; the action makes you blush like a teenage schoolgirl, way too aware of the fact that you are laying in a massive bathtub, naked.

“I told you, you are a fucking tank. You’ll kick your weakness in the ass and come back twice as strong. I fucking knew it. Fuck, I’m so proud of you.”

There are butterflies everywhere now; in your chest, in your tummy, in your heart, right in the middle; Katsuki’s natural scent fits so perfectly with the scent of the bubble bath, sweet but spicy; you are rendered utterly speechless when Katsuki moves away just so he can look into your eyes, his gaze deep and so-so fond it makes your stomach squirm. You swear your heart explodes under the pressure and puts itself back together at the same time when Katsuki leans back in to leave an agonizingly slow and deep kiss on your lips while he pushes his shirt up and pulls it through his head in one swift move, not even giving you enough time to understand the situation before he barges back in for another one. He still fiddles with something but you are too content to let your mind wander about what the heck is happening; in the next few seconds, something heavy plops into the bath tub, right next to you. You open your eyes and your breath hitches; Katsuki is in his underwear, his legs already in the water, slowly moving towards your other side until he sits down right next to you, skin touching skin when he snakes his arms around your middle. He hides his face in the crook of your neck, leaving a few chaste kisses there, his body tense and anxious but he doesn’t give in to the tension; he takes a deep breath and tries to relax, but he’s clearly not as chill about this as he tries to make it look like.

“I heard that having a bath together helps people who struggle with the whole intimacy thing. I thought I might try it. Should have asked first though.” He mutters into your neck apologetically.

“You don’t need to ask.” You answer with a heavy blush. “Can I put my arm behind you? Is that okay?”

Katsuki squirms for a second but he takes another deep breath to relax himself.

“Yeah. I think I’m ready.” He says and you can’t help but giggle at that.

“Katsuki, you make it sound like I’m asking you to let me pinch your nipples! You are doing okay. You are okay. You can also say no. It’s fine.”

Katsuki’s face contorts into a frown and you start to get a bit anxious about his behavior; maybe this was a bit too much for him, maybe you should just ask him to leave and have a breather… he’s done so well already there is no reason to push himself.

“Can I.. clean you up instead? I want to wash your back. I think.” He mutters shyly. Bakugou Katsuki is being shy. Oh damn, what did you do to deserve this shit?! You nod silently, not wanting to ruin the intimate mood; Katsuki takes a brand new bottle of shower gel in his hand which has his own logo on the front and pours some into a shower puff. “I made this deal with this cool natural cosmetic shop from England. They wanted to do a collab with the top 10 heroes. This is the first prototype.” He mutters under his nose and slowly leans forward with the puff in his hands. “Deku made a bath bomb and the shower gel, they smell like pine and something sweet. It’s quite weird but whatever. Todoroki couldn’t decide what scent to go for so he has two shower gels, one peppermint and one spicy one. The spicy one is really nice.”

You are not sure if you are supposed to say anything or not; it seems like Katsuki is mostly muttering to himself, probably trying to calm down by filling the silence with random words so the situation doesn’t feel that intimate. Katsuki is struggling but the more he moves the puff around, the more content he gets. He stops abruptly when he gets to your breasts; he stops right where the skin starts to bounce and stays there, frozen. Instead of words, you decide to give him consent with an action; your hand comes up to cover his, slowly moving his hands around your chest while you leave tiny kisses on his shoulders to reassure him.

“I… well… My shower gel…” Katsuki stutters, his eyes big as saucers. If this wouldn’t be so hard for him you would definitely make a virgin joke. “Do you remember when you said you like the smell of my pillow?” Katsuki’s hand moves down to your belly.

“Yeah.” You sigh, trying your best not to get too excited from his touches. It’s not going well.

“I told them I want my shower gel to smell like my sweat. It sounds disgusting now that I said it out loud but I wanted to make it… for you… but whatever. It’s not important. Just… fuck off, don’t look at me like that!” Katsuki moves away with a grumpy pout on his face.

Needless to say, you are five seconds away from crying.

“When… when did you start working on this?” You ask, voice wavering. You won’t cry. You will fucking push through this without a single tear drop. You can do this.

“Six… months ago.” Katsuki’s face is the color of Midoriya’s sneakers and so are his ears. You make a tiny little squeaky noise. “Yes, months before we actually… became a thing, shut the fuck up now and gimme your legs.”

“Fucking marry me, Katsuki. Right now.”

Katsuki can make explosions under water. In case you wondered. They also die right away for obvious reasons and something bubbles up to the surface, so it ends up looking like he just farted underwater. It’s quite hilarious.

“We need to live together for at least a few months before we marry to make sure we can share a space without killing each each other.” Katsuki says like he’s reading it from the news paper. He grabs your leg under the water and yanks it up aggressively; you yelp and laugh at the same time when he rubs your skin with the same aggression; finally, Katsuki feels more like himself.

“Did you Google that before?” You giggle as he swaps your legs over. Katsuki only grunts, his cute little ears on fire.

“Fuck off. You look really nice from this point of view by the way.” Katsuki gives you the biggest shit eating grin when his words finally sink in; he clearly enjoys your misery as his grin grows bigger and bigger as he crawls over you, his hands on the rim of the bath tub.

This might be a really inappropriate thought when you can’t even move your arms properly but Bakugou Katsuki is the definition of sexiness as the water drips down on his abs, the droplets cold on your shoulders when they plop on your skin. Hell, you wouldn’t even think twice about pushing him back into the water and crawl all l over him if you wouldn’t be in this condition.

Hm, maybe this water needs to be cooled down a bit. It’s way too hot in here.

You do your best to move your arm and touch his sides at least; you crave the feeling of him, you crave it so much it actually hurts but maybe that’s just the fatigue; your hand finds the hem of his underwear at his back and you decide to try your luck; you slowly pull down the fabric, making sure you don’t touch anything too inappropriate and keep an eye contact the whole time. Katsuki’s eyes darken for a moment, his chest rigid and unmoving as though he forgot how to breathe; he bites his lips and takes another deep breath, his body slowly moving away from you to sit back to his original place. Okay, that was too much. Roger that. Let’s take a deep breath; you definitely need it.

If you thought Katsuki can’t surprise you any more, well… you were wrong; he removes his underwear under the water in one swift move, and throws it on the floor.

“You happy now?” He moves towards you to give you a chaste kiss on the lips, then another, and another.

“Are you?” You retort, genuinely confused by the sudden change in Katsuki’s behavior. Is he really okay with this? Are you okay with this?! Why does it feel so natural? Alright, it definitely does not feel natural as your heart is about to explode and run away to Narnia through Katsuki’s bathroom cupboard but…

“I think I like sharing a bath with you. I want to do this every fucking day.” Katsuki grins. He looks so happy and content in this position, cuddling into you from the side… you feel the urge to tangle your legs together but you try your best not to act on that urge; there is no way you can avoid touching his private parts in that position.

Not like you would mind…

Oh damn.

You need to take another deep breath then drink a lot of water when you get out. You seem to be a bit thirsty.

“Okay, let me wash myself and let’s get out before I combust.” Katsuki grumbles as he pours a bunch of shower gel on the puff again.

“Can I not help?” You pout at the blonde.

“Maybe tomorrow.” He WINKS and finishes as quick as it’s humanly possible while you gawk at him with mouth half open.

Yes. This man will certainly be the death of you.

… next chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- Sorry for the long wait, I swear I’m trying 😭 My new work schedule is kicking me in the ass. Hopefully, I’ll get used to it eventually, I’m already making some progress!

- I hope you liked this chapter, I had this idea in my head for ages and I couldn’t wait to finally write it down! I love this version of Katsuki so much.

Likes, comments and reblogs are more than appreciated! Send me your thoughts about the chapter in the comments 💜💥

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WARNING! THIS CHAPTER IS FULL-ON NSFW!!!

Feel free to skip this!

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Chapter 14 2/2 - Show me how much you love me (18+ NSFW)

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Warnings: 18+, smut, penetration, first time, a hint of oral sex, Katsuki is a little bit unhinged at one point.

This is the second part of chapter 16! Please start with the first, I’m posting two chapters at once.

If you read this without reading the actual story from the beginning you’ll be really confused, so… please don’t. 😂 Read the full thing instead!

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Katsuki doesn’t wait around for you to nod; his hands move down your spine, right to your bottom, pulls you up like you weight nothing - Your arms cling to his neck right away, your legs snaked around his ridiculously tiny waist. Katsuki’s movements are erratic and full of anxiety but you let him do his thing for now; you are way too aroused to say no to him, to tell him to calm down, to give this a thought. Your back hits the bed, but Katsuki comes with you; he attacks your mouth right away, licks into it with so much fervor he looks like a man dying of thirst trying to lick up the remaining droplets of rain from the ground. In this position, you can feel Katsuki’s excitement through his pants, his member twitching to life with every single heated kiss you share. Your hand finds its way back to the blond’s hair, tugging on the disheveled strands, trying to find something to ground yourself with before your soul leaves your body from all the sudden excitement. Your core throbs painfully already, every single movement of his makes you feel extremely uncomfortable down there, under all these layers; it’s way too hot in these clothes, it’s way too stuffy in here, you need to feel Katsuki’s skin, you need him closer, you need him so fucking much…

Your train of thought gets distrupted when Katsuki moves away with a loud smack, a string of saliva connecting your lips for a few seconds before it snaps, just like your restraint. He moves down to your neck first, leaves tiny kisses all over, makes you believe that’s it, but then he bites down with everything he’s got, making you yell out which turns into a moan as you feel his tongue soothing the broken skin, the action careful and full of love. His left arm moves under your back, slowly pulling you up from the bed to rid you of your shirt and you can barely stop yourself for mumbling a thank you for finally freeing you from the offending layer. He doesn’t wait around for long and doesn’t stare at you at all; apparently, mapping out your body with his mouth is a much better way to get to know your curves. Katsuki kisses down from your neck to your chest, his right hand playing with the hem of your bra, but he doesn’t take it off yet; you really want to tell him to do so, but at the same time, this is the first time he’ll see your breast and even you get a little bit self-conscious sometimes.

Your hand in his hair moves down to tug on his shirt in a silent plea and Katsuki listens; he pulls the shirt over his head in the hottest way possible, abs rippling under your palm from the movement. You have no idea when you put your hand in there, everything is a blur, really; you wanted him for so long and now he’s all yours, quite sure you are already close to your climax just from that tiny friction you’ve got during these few minutes, that’s how much you fucking love this man on the top of you.

He comes back to your chest, lips kissing down hungrily while he slowly pushes one of his fingers under your bra, caressing the bottom of your breast and the noise you make at that is downright sinful but you can’t help it.

“I should have known you are loud in bed.” Katsuki mutters into your belly, his voice deep and raspy. Now it’s REALLY uncomfortable down there. Oh damn.

“Should have known you are not a talker.” You comment, but honestly, you don’t mind him being so… well… focused, it’s just a little bit hard to know what the fuck is going on or if he even likes what he sees if he doesn’t tell you.

“Is that a bad thing?” Katsuki looks up at you, eyes full of worry and lust; his lips are red from all the kissing and you swear to god you’ve never seen such a beautiful thing in your whole fucking life.

“You are perfect.” You mutter out, not really as an answer for the question but it works anyway. Katsuki blushes and looks away for a moment; something in you breaks and you pull him up to you by grabbing his hair, your mouth licking into his with nothing but hunger. “Honestly, Katsuki, you have no reason to worry because I love this so fucking much I’m already about to burst… I love you. Fuck. I’m ruining the moment, ain’t I.” You giggle to yourself, while your fingers play with the hem of Katsuki’s jeans.

“Ruining my plans, yeah, but ruining the moment? Nah.” Katsuki grins, finally free from the restraint he had had due to his anxiety. “I’ve been dreaming about this since I asked you to be mine.” He admits, fumbling with his zipper while he leaves tiny kisses on your mouth.

“Was the massive fucking hickey a part of your dreams too?” You retort, fake-offended.

“Actually? Yeah.” Katsuki looks down on his work, his member twitching in his pants like crazy and now, that his jeans are halfway down his thighs you can feel his “love” quite clearly.

“Can I…?” You pull his underwear down just a tiny bit, too shy to actually finish the question.

“Give me a second. I’ve never… done this… this way.” Katsuki mutters into your mouth shyly. “Can I make you feel good first? Then if it doesn’t work, at least…”

“Katsuki, don’t even finish that sentence.” You reprimand, moving the blond’s head further away so you can look into his eyes. “I’m not one of your one-night stands. I’m the menace. I’m the silly woman who fell in love with your grumpy, hot ass. I don’t want to feel good if you don’t. If it doesn’t work we can try again. And again. And again. We can try until we can feel good together, what about that?” Your stroke the tent through the underwear and you can feel Katsuki tremble on top of you, a loud sigh leaving his lips from the touch. “Also, I don’t think there’s gonna be a problem.” You grin at him and before he can retort with something self deprecating, you change your positions; you roll him over and straddle his hips, a tiny yelp leaving his mouth from the sudden change.

Katsuki’s hands stroke your sides then grab your middle possessively; he pulls you down with a tentative little pull and you can’t help the moan escaping your mouth.

“Too much clothing.” He mumbles and your bra snaps open; you don’t have time to get shy about it because Katsuki sits up, clearly not into the whole laying around thing and puts his mouth right on your nipple while his hand on your back pushes you into him, your breast smushed into his face from how tight his hold is.

“Fucking hell.” You moan and with the snap of your fingers you make your jeans disappear.

It was really fucking uncomfortable, okay?!

The next movement of Katsuki’s hips ends with him moaning into your breasts, his voice resonating through your whole body, making you see stars for a second.

“Where the fuck did your jeans go.” Katsuki looks up at you but you shy away from his look.

“Magic?” You mutter with a red face and Katsuki’s answering laughter is so fucking sweet it’s giving you diabetes. “You should laugh like that more.” You add, but Katsuki only rolls his eyes with a fond smile on his face.

“You should magic the rest of the clothing away.” He mutters back, his lips back on yours.

“Nah, I want you to take it off yourself.” You move yourself down for another moment of bliss and moan into his mouth unashamedly.

“Challenge accepted.” Your back hits the bed again, and Katsuki doesn’t wait around for too long after that; he takes off your panties with one swift move, a string of your arousal snapping in two as your lingerie gets thrown to the side. This time, Katsuki stares. He’s on his knees right by your entrance, completely enthralled by the sight in front him; you are quite sure you are visibly uhm… wet down there, basically begging to be touched properly at this point but what can you do? You love Katsuki and he’s extremely fucking hot. He’s also amazing at foreplay. Too good at it actually; the only reason you don’t tell him to just go for it is the fact that you haven’t been with anyone for years so doing it without some “help” would certainly hurt.

“I want to taste you.” Katsuki goes completely unhinged at the sight, downright drooling. You can’t really speak up right now so you give him a shy nod instead; Katsuki kisses the inside of your thigh, slowly making his way up to your soaked core and gives your clit a tentative lick; your back arches up from the bed, a high pitched noise leaving your mouth from the absolutely thrill. You’ve never been this sensitive before, you’ve never felt this good in your entire life, this is what love does to you. You really thought you’ve been in love before, but right now, you are quite sure this is your first time at the real thing. Katsuki doesn’t stop there; he moves down a bit, licks into your opening, where most of the liquid is then grumbles something incoherent, his mouth moving on the most sensitive part, the action sending tremors through your whole body.

Nope. That’s it. You can’t fucking do this anymore.

You yank the blond up by grabbing his hair, kiss him with so much fervor it makes him moan into your mouth, and not even the taste of yourself can ruin the moment you two are having on this early afternoon. You yank his boxers down, not even asking for permission, Katsuki’s kiss stutters a bit but he doesn’t stop at all. You touch his member tentatively, the caress kind and careful, a silent plead for permission before moves his hips into your hands, a barely there moan leaving his lips as you move your hands up and down his length for the first time.

“I want to hear your voice, Katsuki.” You mutter into his ears and Katsuki shivers; a small whine leaves his mouth as he moves his head to your neck to leave thousands of small kisses on your soft skin while you work on him. You really need to stop yourself from moving him down to your opening and just get on with it; Katsuki must be a mind reader as he starts stroking you between your legs, slowly and tentatively, then he pushes in with one finger, then two, leaving you a writhing mess under him, your own movements stuttering from the sudden pleasure. Your finger moves to his slit, where a tiny bit of pre-cum has already collected and Katsuki makes such a high pitched moan you almost climax from it.

“Katsuki stop. Can you please… uhm… condom. Yeah.”

“Okay.” Katsuki moves towards his night stand so quickly you can barely see the movement. “Fuck, this is out of date.” Katsuki starts stressing while he straddles you, so you touch him again, slowly moving your fingers around his length to calm him down.

“Mina got us some? You remember? It’s in my dresser.” For some reason the comment of your dresser made his dick twitch in your hand. That’s a weird kink, but okay.

“Remind me to thank that nosy fucking bitch later.” Katsuki mutters as he jumps off the bed to open the first drawer, his sculpted ass on full display. You really need to focus on your actions to not to touch yourself from the sight, especially in this aroused state. “Found it. It’s fucking pink but whatever.” Katsuki sighs and comes back to you, barging in for another kiss just as his knees hit the bed.

The condom is… indeed pink. And Katsuki fumbles so much with it, clearly inexperienced in this bit and you can’t help but smile fondly at him. This is also the perfect time for you to mention how fucking majestic his dick is; it’s long but not too thick; just the right size, nicely trimmed, just fucking beautiful.

“You have a pretty fucking friend down there, I must say.” You mumble out loudly, and Katsuki makes an awkward laugh at that.

“I suck at putting this thing on though, what the fuck.”

“We can just blame it on Mina and his stupid pink condoms.”

Katsuki gives you that sweet laugh again, finally succeeding in putting the condom on properly. He moves into your personal space, his nipples erect as they touch your chest, while the top of his member shimmies into your folds, leaving you breathless as it caresses your sensitive, wet clit.

“You ready?” Katsuki mutters into your ears, his voice full of anxiety. He’s still stressed, bless his little heart.

“Show me how much you love me, Bakugou Katsuki.” You mutter back, fingers playing with his bangs.

“Say no more, my princess.” Katsuki snaps his hips forwards then slows down after the tip goes in; two fingers were definitely not enough after all this time but the pain is thrilling, almost pleasurable, fuck, you can’t wait to get used to this, you can’t wait to feel him properly, he’s so perfect… “Fuck, you are too tight, relax.” Katsuki mutters into your ear. “Too good. Fuck.”

You take a deep breath and try to relax; Katsuki moves tentatively, taking a deep breath himself before he finally has the courage to move himself further and finally, to bottom out; Katsuki feels amazing, it just feels so right, so fucking perfect, damn, you are so fucking in love with this man is absolutely ridiculous. You can’t help but let a high pitched moan out as your insides get used to Katsuki’s member and finally, the pleasure kicks in. He starts to move around after a few seconds; he tries several different angles, all of them sending thrills down your spine but there is that one that makes you scream out loud; you barely manage to put your palm on your mouth to muffle it. You really thought Katsuki will grin at your shenanigans but he looks proud instead; like a kid who just found the perfect pebble on the beach and is about to give it to his crush at school. Katsuki snaps his hips forward again and you see starts; he continues to move slowly, but deeply, hitting that spot over and over with a proud smile on his face, his anxiety long gone and exchanged for lust and pure love.

“That good, huh?” Katsuki bites your lip once, his right hand fondling your breast, playing with your sensitive bud which makes you want to climax right there, right now.

“Katsuki… how dare you be so good at this.” He only gives you another one of those sweet laughs as an answer and starts to thrust into you quicker and quicker; you are so close it’s almost painful, Katsuki’s almost silent moans right next to your ear don’t help the situation either; the climax hits you like a train, a loud whine leaving your mouth as you come. Katsuki’s movements stutter, the snaps of his hips more sporadic than before; he tries to slow down for you, to make your climax longer but he’s clearly struggling, so close to his own release.

“Come with me, Katsuki. I love you so much, baby.” You purr into his ear, pulling him as close as possible. The way his sweaty skin sticks to yours makes another wave of pleasure go through you, then Katsuki comes, whispering your name.

“I love you too. Fuck. Move in with me.” Katsuki mutters as he comes down from his high with slow, barely there movements. “Stay with me forever.”

“Let’s come back to this conversation when you are not buried in me, right after an orgasm, but sounds okay to me.” You pant, yelping when Katsuki drops himself down on you, dead exhausted. “I made you do all the work, sorry.“ You giggle into sweaty hair. “I’ll do the work next time, okay?”

“Thinking about the next time already? You are so insatiable, woman.” He smiles, his face buried in your hair.

“What can I say, I had a great time.” You smile to yourself like a lunatic, blissed out and so fucking happy it’s ridiculous. “The best time, actually. Damn, I didn’t think I can fall in love with you even more, but here I am.” Katsuki only snorts at that, still buried inside you and clearly not willing to move out in the next few minutes, but honestly, you don’t mind the closeness at all.

“I really want to say it’s all talent, but it’s all you. You felt so good I forgot to stress about it.” He admits sheepishly. “I love you. Thank you.” Katsuki’s voice is so soft it makes your whole body shake. He sounds so vulnerable and weak you need to embrace him, you need to hold him tight, to make sure he feels safe.

“You are the best thing, Kats. My Number One.” You parrot his own words back to him and Katsuki shakes violently on top of you. “Are you… crying?” You mutter incredulously.

“Shut up.”

“We are a fucking mess, but I love it.” You giggle to yourself, enjoying the vulnerable moment. He might need a few minutes or a few hours, you don’t really care; you’ll let him have all the time he needs to get back on his feet, because that’s what lovers are for.

… Next Chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- Okay I hate to break it to you but this is a really unrealistic first time so please, don’t judge your poor virgin boyfriends when they climax before they even bottom out because that’s how it usually goes for the first ever time. Thank you. 😂💜

- Sorry but Katsuki admitting that he sucks at something and not feeling ashamed of it is probably the best part of this chapter. That’s fucking character growth, right there. I love this man so much. 😂

- I hope you enjoyed this! It was my first time writing cheeky stuff, so please be kind to me! Also, there is a reason why there isn’t any dirty talk in it. I hate that shit, I’m sorry 😂

[kitthepurplepotato]

Chapter 3 - “Pillow Talk”

Summary: Katsuki is “forced” to tell his parents about his girlfriend. Later during the night, he shares his true feelings with Y/N.

Warnings: Swear words, that’s it!

Season 1 💥 Season 2 Chapter 1 💥 Master List

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Mitsuki’s mug falls on the floor as she takes in the view in front of her.

It’s not like she wasn’t sure these two will end up together eventually and there was also that phone call with Katsuki which made his son’s intentions with this girl obvious, she just didn’t think her boy will actually do it so soon. Plus, they acted more like two bickering siblings, teasing each other through the whole evening. Even though they were sharing a blanket they didn’t move towards each other at all. Mitsuki was sure they have a long way to go before the time feels like right for them confess to each other.

So… this… in front of her… was a massive surprise. Mitsuki stopped breathing when his son looked at Y/N with that confused and longing look. She froze completely when Y/N looked back at him. She has no idea how much time has passed since the impromptu staring contest but when she blinked herself back to life the two were kissing on her sofa, in each other’s arms while the movie rolled on the TV, completely ignored by the whole family.

Mitsuki didn’t mean to drop her mug and ruin the moment; she wanted to wait it out and then start yelling profanities to his ungrateful son of a bitch son who forgot to tell her about this massive change in his life.

“I’ll clean that up, honey.” Masaru jumps up from the sofa, leaving the soon-to-be battleground, the coward.

“Katsuki fucking Bakugou.” Mitsuki sneers. “Didn’t you forget to tell me something?!”

“Oh shut up, old hag.” Katsuki rolls his eyes while Y/N tries her best to hide under the blanket. “Stop staring and watch your fucking cheesy movie.”

“Oh, you mean the cheesy movie that made you do cheesy fucking shit on my couch that ended up in a make out session right in front of your parents?!” Mitsuki says, not believing his son’s shenanigans.

“Jesus, I kissed my girlfriend, put my head on a fucking spike!” Katsuki retorts, offended. She’s gonna kill this boy.

“Katsuki, that’s not the problem here.” Y/N mumbles under the blanket.

“Then what is the fucking problem?!” Katsuki yells, utterly confused. Mitsuki still can’t believe his son listens to someone.

“You didn’t tell her we are a couple! I knew this is a terrible way to tell them. Your father already ran away.” She sighs.

“Why didn’t you say so?!”

“Like you ever listen to anyone you fucking madman!” Y/N appears under the covers now; apparently she’s had enough time to get over her embarrassment.

“That’s true.” Katsuki deadpans and looks between the two ladies with a confused face. “Now what.”

“Oh my god, you are insufferable.” Y/N sighs again. “Mrs. Bakugou, I am dating your son.”

“We ain’t dating.” Katsuki retorts and you look at him with a confused look on your face. “We are in a serious relationship so get used to her cuz she’s ain’t going anywhere. Don’t bug her with your wedding dress designs though, she might freak out.”

“Are you not freaking out?” Y/N asks, utterly confused now.

“Why would I? It doesn’t matter if it’s now or in a few years, it will eventually happen, we might as well get over with it.” Katsuki deadpans. Mitsuki can’t help but snort at that.

“Really romantic Katsuki, can’t wait.” Y/N rolls her eyes but there is a slight blush on her cheeks.

“Okay, you menace, I’ll make it so fucking romantic you will cry your fucking eyes out. You just wait.” Katsuki clearly took it as a challenge which is funny and sad at the same time but to be honest, you knew what you’re getting into when you said yes to be the madman’s girlfriend; you might not have cheesy stories to tell your kids but funny ones?! You’ll have a shit ton of those, that’s for sure.

“That’s it.” Mitsuki throws her arms in the air. “I’m bringing out my wedding dress ideas!”

“MOM!” Katsuki yells after his mother but it’s a lost cause; the book is in her hands already.

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As the sun goes down and the world gets dark, another uncomfortable conversation is about to happen.

The conversation about…

“So, Y/N is sleeping with you, right? I ain’t gonna wash the sheets for no reason, work smarter not harder and shit.” Mama Bakugou looks at you two. Well, this is awkward.

It’s not like there is any shame in not sleeping together yet, one way or another, you haven’t been together for that long, but it’s still such a sensitive topic and you are quite sure your boyfriend does not want to have that conversation with his mother.

“Whatever he wants, I’m fine with both.” You mumble quietly. Katsuki rolls his eyes and tries to play it cool.

“Get ready to get your ass kicked, Menace.” He smirks. What the fuck does he mean by that?! He was fine the last time you shared a bed! And before… oh wow, you actually forgot you spent a few nights together already due to a a mission that went terribly wrong. The mission ended up with you two making out on Katsuki’s office desk though. Your cheeks heat up as you remember his soft touch in the middle of the night, on the day he got quirked by the villain, Anguish; and the time he pulled you close and inhaled your scent to calm himself after a nightmare, a day prior the incident.

“Uhm… wait until you wake up on the floor, Blasty boy.” You try to smirk back, but you probably only make yourself look like a foolish teen trying to flirt with the coolest boy in the class.

Mitsuki jumps into your conversation.

“I’ll ignore you two bantering like you’ve never slept in the same bed before.” Mitsuki says, her hands up in the air in surrender and moves towards her room to retreat for the night.

“Oi, we’ve slept together before.” Katsuki retorts, offended, yelling after his mother with a red face. “I ain’t scared to share a bed with my woman! Put in your earplugs, just in case.” Katsuki retorts and you roll your eyes; that’s a fucking bluff but what can you do with his fragile masculinity? It’s a part of him, let’s be honest.

“TMI, son. Good night.” She looks at her son one last time with one brow raised mockingly.

“Fuck off, hag.” Katsuki spits and makes his way towards the bathroom. “Let’s wash up.” He stomps away aggressively, pulling you with him for some weird ass reason. You stop in the middle of your tracks; Katsuki needs to take the chill-pill. Right now.

“Katsuki, calm down. First of all, you have no clothes to change into. Second of all, I’m quite sure you don’t want us to wash up together, but correct me if I’m wrong.” You grin while Katsuki rolls his eyes aggressively.

“You are still a fucking menace.” Katsuki grumbles as he changes his route to go back to his room instead.

“And you still like me.” You tease but his answer makes your insides churn in an uncomfortable way.

“I don’t like you.” Katsuki announces, his voice strong and unwavering; they also sting like a bitch. You’re rendered speechless. “Yeah, think about that.”

You will… definitely… think about that.

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“So… why did you act like a thirty year old virgin in front of your own mother, Katsuki?” You ask while Katsuki shuffles as far away from you as possible on the bed. It can’t get more awkward than this; your mind is still clouded by his cruel words and Katsuki… is being Katsuki. Rude and distant. You can’t believe this man was kissing your scars just a few hours ago, kneeling in front of you like you are the most valuable treasure the world has ever seen.

Well, family does that to people sometimes, you guess. You can love and appreciate your family but sometimes, it’s just hard be yourself around them. You can only hope his facade will slowly crumble as Katsuki takes a few deep breaths and settles in the bed.

“I don’t fucking know.” Katsuki grumbles. “It was so fucking awkward to talk about this with her. She always makes me feel so fucking small. She always does that and I hate it.” He shuffles to the side of the bed so you can’t see his face. This might not be the comfortable conversation you’ve been looking for, but seeing Katsuki’s vulnerable side is so rare you feel genuine gratitude towards the whole situation.

“She loves you. So much.” You mumble into your pillow, moving your body to the other side to face his bare back. It’s full of scars, probably rough to the touch, but you would do anything to be able touch all of them, slide your fingers over the broken tissue, one scar after another until you trace every single one on his body; you want to remember them all, have them carved into your heart so you can see them even when your eyes are closed and your mind is fuzzy. “She worked months on those wedding dresses, Katsuki. Months. One of them had small explosions embroidered onto the fabric which only you could see; it looked pure white from the distance. She took me into the family without a single fucking question, because she trusts you. Some people suck at showing affection and love, and it definitely runs in the family, but Katsuki, you are so fucking loved here.” You sigh, your hand reaching towards his back unconsciously. You take your hand back in the middle of the movement, terrified of scaring him away; vulnerable Katsuki must be handled with care and caution like a wounded wild animal; one single mistake and the softness is replaced by sharp teeth and aggressive growls.

“I can’t do it. I don’t know how. I can’t see it either. I can’t see someone loving me, there’s nothing here to love. I’m a fucking mess. I don’t know what I’m doing and I fucking hate this feeling.” The end of sentence is muffled by his pillow but you can hear it loud and clear. This whole situation reminds you of the day he got quirked and you hate it. Really, really hate it.

“Katsuki, can I touch you?” You ask hesitantly. Katsuki nods but doesn’t move towards you so you put your hands on his back and trace the scars, just how you wanted in the first place.

“There is so much to love, Kats.” You smile and Katsuki’s body tenses under your touch. “For instance, today you made me stand up for myself and ask for the food I like. You made me feel like I can have what I want. You reassured me you want me in your life forever. You looked at me like I’m the best thing in the world, while we watched that stupid movie with your mom. You kissed my scars like they are something to cherish and not something to hide. You gave me your favorite old T-shirt to sleep in.” You smile fondly.

“How do you know it’s my favorite T-shirt?” Katsuki asks, his voice deep and tired.

“Even though it’s freshly washed it still smells like burnt sugar.” You admit and take a deep breath to inhale the sweet scent. Katsuki doesn’t move towards you, he’s still facing the wall instead, but he takes a deep breath and sighs, some of the tension leaving his body with his exhale.

“When I said I don’t like you… I really don’t think I do. I don’t think it’s the right word. It doesn’t feel right.” Katsuki mumbles. Your hand stops on his back and your breath hitches. You have no idea where is he going with this; is it a good or a bad thing? Fuck, you are really tense.

“Describe it.” You whisper, snuggling closer to his back. He tenses for a second, but it doesn’t last long.

“I don’t like people in general. They annoy me. I always hated them, I hated how it was necessary to be surrounded by them to stay on the top; when I was a child, I kept a few idiots around just to have some people by my side… Just to bully the shit out of Deku and share the blame. I hated them. I thought I hated Deku even more, but… I really don’t. He annoys the shit out of me but he’s been the one constant thing in my life, the one person who stayed by my side even when I fucked everything up. When I was attacked by the sludge monster, those fuckers just left me there to die. But Izuku… he tried to save me even though he was very weak back then. Even though I told him to go and die, he decided to die for ME. And even then, I still resented him, the whole idea of him being my closest friend. I fought against it and made his whole life miserable, yet he stayed. I might have apologized to him, but I’ve never said thank you. I can’t do it.” Katsuki sighs, deep in thought. “Then Eijirou came along… that fucker was a true menace; I yelled at him so much yet he only grinned and looked at me like it’s a fucking praise. I hated him so much for being a nuisance, I thought he’s nothing but another useless idiot who’ll run away from me with the first chance he’s got. Then he saved my life. It was so fucking dangerous, Y/N, but he did it anyway. Then you…. Fuck.” Katsuki’s voice wavers. “You just barged into my fucking life, yelling and clawing at me at every available moment, then turned my whole fucking life upside down and I don’t even know who the fuck I am anymore. All these fucking feelings are choking me. I don’t know what to do with them. I thought I have everything I wanted except the number one title, but then I started to feel like something’s missing and hated you for it. I still do. You made me want all the things I thought I’ll never have. You opened up these fucking doors and I don’t know what to do with them. I know I should be thankful, but I’m not there yet. But one day, I’ll tell you how fucking thankful I am that you pulled me out of my misery. It’s like the world was black and white and you painted it with fucking colors, but they hurt my eyes so much, even though it’s so pleasant to see them. I don’t like you, Y/N. The word is too shallow. It means fucking nothing and you are way more than that. I feel like if this would be just a dream and I’d wake up from it, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself. It’s like a part of you lives inside me and I’m a fucking zero without you in my life. I can’t see myself without you Y/N, and it really fucking terrifies me. You are my weakness. You are the bane of my fucking existence. You are something I’ve never wanted but I can’t live without. You are really important to me. A part of me. That’s what I feel. I hate it.”

You don’t know what to say. Your face is wet with tears, ugly sobs bubbling up as you repeat his words in your head, slowly understanding the implications of them.

You want to pour all your feelings into him, kiss him until he understands how much you love this side of him and how thankful you are for his existence. You want to go to bed with him every day, exchanging vulnerable secrets with each other under the blanket of the night, safe and content in each other’s arms.

“Are you crying?” Katsuki finally decides to show his face, turning around so you can see he him rolling his eyes. If it wouldn’t be so dark you would see how red-rimmed they are. “You are such a sap.”

“Oh, shut up, Kats.” You murmur and push yourself closer, your arm slowly snaking around his ridiculously thin middle. When Katsuki doesn’t pull away, you rest your head on his chest, snuggling impossible close until you are nothing but a mess of limbs. None of you say a anything after that, all the unsaid words swirling around you in the shape of tiny blades, they carve into your heart, quick and painful, but you try your best to resist.

I’m in love with you.

It’s not the right time to say it, so you bare with the pain in your chest and close your eyes; you take a deep breath, your mind already hazy from the scent of burnt sugar.

It’s a good kind of pain, because you know that one day, you’ll be able to speak freely about all of this and he’ll say it back.

And when that day comes, you’ll be the happiest person in the entire world.

Another day, another week, another month, another year… it doesn’t matter. You are willing to wait for eternity if it’s needed.

“Good night, love.” You mumble half asleep, not even aware of the words stumbling out of your mouth.

“Yeah. That’s the word.” Katsuki mumbles back, but you are way too sleepy to understand it.

The sleeps take you quickly in the safety of Katsuki’s arms and you don’t remember the last time you’ve slept so soundly through the night. One day, you need to thank Katsuki for that.

… Next Chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- This chapter was so cute 😭😭😭😭 (I’m also fangirling because I wrote this a few weeks ago so I kinda forgot how cute it is 😂) I love how Katsuki finally confessed in his own weird way.

- The way he described his feelings is actually a reference for the wedding chapter in first season where Y/N asked him how would he describe his dream partner. He literally said the same thing back then 😭

- Also, if you haven’t read the first season: Katsuki tends to talk a lot in bed and it’s easier for him to speak freely about his feelings before or after sleep so most of the emotional conversations will probably be in bed in the later chapters as well. The bed and the darkness is Katsuki’s safe place after all.

- The next chapter will be 18+, so if you are underage/not comfortable with that kind of stuff just ignore next week’s chapter; there will be a brief summary in the chapter after for those who decide to skip it! I’m trying my best not to make this season too explicit but Katsuki has his mind of his own and he just does things? (I don’t know how normal people write, but for me, my characters have their own mind. I had so many plans in the past that I had to scrap because I felt like that’s not what the character would do in certain situations. I’m a weirdo, I know.) When these two get their shit together there will be less of this kind of content, so don’t worry!

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[kitthepurplepotato]

Chapter 12 - Shopping date

Summary: Katsuki and Y/N goes furniture shopping. Y/N gets a bit overwhelmed.

Warnings: Swear words, Katsuki makes a comment about his balls, almost NSFW at the end but there is a warning before it and it’s skippable!

First Chapter Master List

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“Let’s… do something… together.” Katsuki mumbles while he enjoys his black coffee on the couch.

Well, seeing the stage of this bloody apartment after your fight, you kinda feel like this shouldn’t be a priority right now, but okay.

“I thought we are going shopping today?” You mumble back, still half asleep. Bro, it will be an absolute pain in the ass to get used to the early mornings again after this week. Katsuki is quite an early riser but thanks to your amazing talent in cuddling even he managed to stay in bed at least until 8 every day.

“They have food in the furniture store. There is also a park next to it with a pond. Koi fishes. And shit.” He mutters under his nose with red cheeks and ears. You make the most annoying sound in the whole world as the realization hits you.

“Are you trying to ask me on a date, Kats?” You wheeze. Your belly hurts. Oh damn, your boyfriend is the cutest fucking thing in the whole world.

Katsuki does not like to be ridiculed so needless to say you barely manage to dodge the explosion that comes towards you.

“You know what? Fuck you. Just fuck you.” He’s about to leave the sofa but you quickly tackle him.

“I want to go on a date with you.” You leave a tiny kiss on the grumpy blond’s lips. He only pouts at that and it’s absolutely fucking adorable. “Then I want to kiss you by your door and… well… maybe continue doing that for the rest of the night.”

You absolutely love how Katsuki becomes a putty under you. The tension leaves his body, his frown disappears, his murderous intentions long forgotten as he looks up at you in a silent plead to continue. It’s still early so Katsuki is still pliant; you wouldn’t be able to get away with this in the afternoon.

“Stop talking bullshit, you have a doctors appointment early in the morning tomorrow. I don’t want you to arrive all banged up thanks to me.” The blond smirks but his hand is soft and careful as he tugs a stray lock of hair behind your ears.

“Is that why you are restraining yourself all the time?” You leave kisses all over the his neck, absolutely loving the way he moves into it and makes you space to be able to continue further.

“No comment.” He sighs, his ears even more red than they were a second ago. Your lips slowly trail down to his naked torso, leaving small kisses all over his massive scar on his chest. “Now let me take a cold shower, otherwise we won’t make it to the store.” He retorts, suddenly angry. “And stop fucking teasing me, I’m quite sure my balls are blue at this point.”

Okay. That was… a bit too much information. You shuffle away with a red face. Not like you don’t have the same problem when it comes to the explosive blonde. The last few days were pure torture.

“Roger that.” You mumble as you make your way to your room to put on some decent clothing while you take a few deep breaths to not follow your hot ass boyfriend into the shower.

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Katsuki is a fucking snob.

“I ain’t gonna get that no name shit!”

“I look at it and it’s already falling apart, fuck that. Where’s the branded stuff? … Oi, part-timer, where is the good stuff? Is this all you’ve got?”

You really want to explode his grumpy face right now.

“Katsuki, you can’t speak to him like that!” You retort but the sales adviser jumps into your words.

“Dynamight, sir, it’s a pleasure to have you here! Let me show you around!”

Oh, the guy has a little dynamight pin on his lanyard. That’s fucking sweet.

You guys end up in a secluded area full of fancy furniture; and by fancy, you mean FANCY. There are way too many zeroes on the price tags.

“These are made of high-end materials, super sturdy yet stunning! Those ones at the back are also fireproof. The golden lining is made out of actual 24K gold.” The boy is so proud of himself, it’s absolutely adorable.

“Katsuki…” You try to speak up but he’s not listening. Well, this is a shitty date.

“What about that black and magenta one at the back, the one this woman keeps staring at?” Katsuki asks the guy, who perks up at that; he’s probably thrilled to be able to spend more time with the hero.

You can’t believe Katsuki actually payed enough attention to you to see that you’ve found something you really like. You swear he didn’t even look your way for the last ten minutes.

“That one was made by Creati! It’s limited edition. Sadly, we don’t have a book shelf in that design, only that one dresser.”

That dresser is absolutely gorgeous. It looks all black from far away but when you get closer you can see some thin metallic dark pink lines on it, which makes it look like something out of a video game.

“I’ll take that. And the bookshelves with the golden lines.” Katsuki mutters and is about to make his way to the cash point but you stop him in his tracks.

“Katsuki, I don’t need that dresser. I have enough furniture at home.”

Katsuki looks at you like you are the stupidest fucking bitch the world has ever seen and maybe you are but…

“What?”

“Where the fuck do you think you’ll keep your stuff at my place?”

“In my bag?” You ask incredulously. The guy is staring at you two like he’s seen a ghost. Ahh, the public doesn’t know about you two so he’s probably trying his best to decipher what’s going on between you two.

“Yeah, of course just keep a fucking suitcase ready every day. Whatever…” Katsuki scoffs and you swear there is a glint of hurt in his eyes. You really want to hug him. Oh fuck, you really-really want to hug him. You swear he looks like he’s about to cry.

“No, let’s get it.” You mumble with a red face. “I’ll leave the stuff I have with me at yours then. You are right, it’s easier that way, sorry for being dumb.”

Okay, look.

You are not the type to lie to someone for their own sake, but… Katsuki looked so heartbroken you just couldn’t tell him you think it’s a bit too soon for this. Plus, it’s not technically a lie, you do think it’s a smart thing to do and you do plan to stay with him for as long as he lets you so eventually, that dresser will indeed be filled to the brim with your stuff. It’s just a bit too soon. But that’s fine. You’ll freak out about it later.

Apparently, you are not the only one freaking out; the boy with the Dynamight pin flicks his eyes between you two with a constipated face, probably trying his best not to ask all the hundred questions he has all at once. Katsuki looks at the poor boy and sighs dramatically.

“Yes, that’s my woman. Don’t go running your mouth to your buddies about it, I don’t want her face to be plastered all over the the news yet. She’s not just my woman, she’s the number one hero of her country and I want people to know her for her talent and not as the chick by Dynamight’s side. She’s fucking cool and shit. She kicked my ass in a spar before. She could probably break fucking Deku in half. No one can fuck with my woman.”

Is… Katsuki boasting about you right now? Did he actually think about this before you two got together? Oh my god, that’s so thoughtful of him! You have no idea what to say and how to react to this. You kinda want to tackle him on the nearest bed as a thank you, to be absolutely honest.

“You really love her, don’t you.” The boy gawks at the blond, bamboozled.

“Of course I fucking love her.” Katsuki looks back incredulously; he doesn’t understand the whole conversation. “What, am I not allowed to have a partner, or what?” Katsuki yells, but the boy doesn’t waver; he’s clearly used the hero’s outbursts thanks to the countless amount of interviews available on YouTube, so he doesn’t take offense at all.

“No, it’s quite the opposite, Dynamight-san.” He says confidently. “I always admired you but… I thought your view of life is a little bit sad so I was hoping you’ll find someone who’ll change your mind. I admire you even more now. I’m glad you don’t see love as a weakness anymore. I’m just happy to call you my favorite hero, that’s all.” The boy smiles with tears in his eyes. Katsuki has a slight blush on his face, clearly taken aback by all the feelings thrown in his face.

“You wanna have that lanyard signed, fanboy?” He mutters to the boy who yells “YES!” Really loudly and runs over to the till area for a sharpie. Katsuki rolls his eyes with a tiny smile on his face as he signs the lanyard for him and you two make your way to the till point to pay for all your stuff; or at least that’s what you thought the plan was but Katsuki ushers you towards the pet area.

“Oi, fanboy, do you have a big ass bird house in there?”

“A… bird house?”

“Yeah, for my stupid ass pigeon, Steven.” Katsuki yells back, like it’s the most normal thing in the world.

“Dynamight has a pretty girlfriend and a pigeon called Steven. Okay.” He mutters under his nose, clearly traumatized by all the new information.

“Yo, I will force you to sign an NDA if you don’t stop muttering!” Katsuki reprimands.

Ahh, shopping with Katsuki is really tiring but it’s also really fun.

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After a few hours, you stand in front of your new, fancy dresser. That’s all you do. You stand in front of it and stare at it like it has personally offended your mother. To be absolutely honest, you are not ready to actually fill it up with your clothing and make it officially yours.

There are so many thoughts swirling in your head right now; first of all, you still haven’t said thank you for Katsuki being considerate about your future as a hero by keeping your relationship quiet. You genuinely thought Katsuki just hated talking about his personal life and that’s why he haven’t made a single comment about not being single to the media or to anyone at the office. It was actually bothering you a bit, how he ignored you completely every time there was someone around.

You are really thankful for never making a comment about it, because there is a high possibility Katsuki would have just gotten into an argument with you instead of telling you the truth. He might have changed a lot in the last few months but his pride is still in the way when he needs to speak up about his feelings.

Well, he’s not perfect but you wouldn’t have him any other way.

“Will you put your shit in that or will you just keep staring at it for the rest of the night?” Katsuki urges but it’s too much too soon; you move away from the dresser to get yourself another coffee you definitely don’t need. “What the fuck?” Katsuki mutters but he leaves you to it… your heart thrashes in your chest for no reason, somehow overwhelmed by all the sudden changes. It’s so fucking stupid, really; you love him and he loves you, you both wanted this to be serious yet here you are, loosing your shit over a fucking dresser. The funniest thing is that you are actually overjoyed by how serious Katsuki is about you two; Katsuki stands by his words and wants this to be serious, he wants you here, in his space, he wants a constant reminder that you are his, even when you aren’t around and that makes you feel so-so giddy and loved… fuck, yes, it’s too soon and it’s so much to take in but you genuinely want the same things as him and now you just made him think you are not on the same wavelength and the fact that he didn’t even come out to see you means he took it to his fucking heart.

Oh fuck…

“Katsuki!” You barge back in into the bedroom after a few minutes just to see him lying in a fetal pose, hidden under the covers like a burrito that was dropped on the floor and got folded by the impact. Your stuff that was splayed out on the bed, ready to be sorted and put into the dresser is back in your bag, neatly folded. Your stomach churns from the sight. “Oh, baby…” You jump on the top of him; now that you are able to look at his face, it looks wet.

“Stop with the fucking pity. Fuck you.” The blond sniffs and hides his face into his pillow. He’s so fucking adorable.

“Katsuki, I love you so fucking much.” You admit sheepishly. “If you think I don’t want this, then you are stupid and don’t tell me that’s not what you are thinking right now because I know you. You are probably spiraling, thinking that I don’t want to fill that dresser because I don’t want you in my life but that’s bullshit.” You mumble into his ears, but Katsuki only tenses at that. “I just got a bit overwhelmed. I’ve never been in a serious relationship before and this is all new and exciting but sometimes all this new stuff just suffocates me but I only needed a few minutes to myself to realize how much I want to be with you and how lucky I am to be able to fill that dresser right now, knowing that I can come back to you any time and I’ll have everything, right there, I’m my second home. Thank you.” You leave a kiss on the blond’s cheek. Katsuki moves his face albeit reluctantly in a silent plea for an actual kiss and you are more than happy to oblige.

Warning: it gets suggestive here. Feel free to skip this last bit, it’s not important! 18+

“Call me baby one more time and I’ll kill you.” Katsuki mutters between two chaste kisses, and you can barely conceal your shit-eating grin.

“Baby.” You whisper into his ear and if the tremble of his body isn’t enough of a sign that he secretly loves it, the barely audible whimper is. “Baby, I love you.”

“Fuck.” Katsuki grumbles as he deepens the kiss, rolling to his back so you can straddle him. “I really hate it. So much. Fuck’s sake, Y/N.” He mutters but the tiny roll of his hips says it otherwise.

Damn, it got really hot in here. Oh, it’s just your ovaries that are on fire, no worries.

“Uhm, we should probably finish packing and go to sleep, my appointment is at 6AM.” You mumble, incapable of leaving your boyfriend’s mouth alone.

“Uhum.” That’s all you get as an answer, topped up with another hip-roll which makes you moan out loud this time. “Fuck’s sake, get off me before I do something stupid.” Katsuki pushes you out of the bed but you manage to manifest a levitation quirk just before your ass hits the floor. “Nice save.” Katsuki laughs, clearly happy that you are able to take a little bit of roughness.

“Anything for your amusement.” You wink at the hero whose mind certainly goes to the other things you might be capable of doing with a quirk. Cheeky.

“Shut up.”

… next chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- Yes, Katsuki got so excited about that bloody dresser that he completely forgot about the food and the park. Bad Katsuki. I’m surprised he didn’t forget about his own bookshelf to be honest. 😂😂😂😂

- So I was today years old when I realized that there is a difference between blonde and blond. So I’m really sorry for using the wrong one this whole time. You should’ve told me though! 😂

- There might be a bigger delay with the next chapter as my rota for next week is absolute fucked up + I have plans on my day offs as well but I’ll do my best.

- Also! The next chapter will probably end with NSFW but I think I’ll post it in a separate post and leave a link for it by the end of the SFW chapter. So if the chapter feels short it will be because some it is NSFW. Sorry about that and I hope this works for everyone who’s uncomfortable with that kind of content.

- I hope you guys are having a great day! I got a care package from home; my mom sent me my favorite handmade cookies and I’m so happy I could cry. Also got a training Katsuki funko 😭 I’m blessed.

TL:

@sixxze @iwannahaveaprettyaesthetic @hanatsuki-hime @cloroxisadelectabletreat @cheesenmax @coffeent @smolsleepybat @therealpotatobish @qardasngan @canarystwin @unofficialmuilover @nanamomo1 @mikestuffffs @p4ndawrites @yao-ai @porusuniverse

[kitthepurplepotato]

Bakugou Katsuki’s daily shenanigans!

(Bakugou x reader)

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Genre: Comedy, Slice of Life, Enemies to lovers, Eventual Romance

Summary: When Katsuki’s old assistant goes on a parental leave he’s already heartbroken but it only gets worse when he sees who the new one is. You are a fucking menace and he would rather die than to work with you.

Long story short, Katsuki falls in love with the “most annoying person the world has ever seen.”

Estimated chapters: 16 chapters (18 parts) for Season One, 17 chapters + 2 bonus chapters (20 parts) for Season 2!

Other background relationships: Midoriya Izuku x Shouto Todoroki, Kaminari Denki x Kyouka Jirou

Warnings (S1): Swear words, drinking, a bit of angst at the end, suggestive (only the last chapter, really)

This story is completed!

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Season One!

Part 1: Bakugou Katsuki and the case of the leaving secretary

Part 2: Meet the Menace!

Part 3: Bakugou Katsuki and the dancing pigeons

Part 4: "Dynadick" and the case of the heartbroken Chargebolt

Part 5/1: Bakugou Katsuki and the case of the unconscious secretary (double chapter)

Part 5/2: Bakugou Katsuki and the case of the unconscious secretary part 2

Part 6: Bakugou Katsuki and the case of an unexpected team up mission (feat.Deku&Todoroki)

Part 7: Bakugou Katsuki and the case of a missing secretary

Part 8: The Menace and the case of the pajama party in the alternative universe.

Part 9: Bakugou Katsuki and the case of the Number One

Part 10: Bakugou Katsuki and the case of the Future Teller

Part 11: This wedding sucks.

Part 12: Steven!!! 🐦

Part 13: Bakugou Katsuki and the case of a furious mother.

Part 14 (1/2): Fake it till you make it!

Part 14 (2/2): A date?!

Part 15: Last Resort.

Part 16: Be my fucking girlfriend,

Menace! (The End)

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Season Two!

Genre: Romantic comedy, established relationship, fluff

Warnings: Swear words, suggestive, one and a half chapters worth of smut (skippable), NSFW

Chapter 1: Relationship 101 with Bakugou Katsuki.

Chapter 2: Meet my Menace, you old hag!

Chapter 3: "Pillow Talk".

Chapter 4: It's okay to say no. (18+, skippable)

Chapter 5: The Aftermath

Chapter 6: Bakugou is bad at feelings.

Chapter 7: Let me take care of you.

Chapter 8: Is this the famous honeymoon phase?!

Chapter 9: A bubbly experience O (16+)

Chapter 10: Auntie Ink's chili-chocolate muffins

Chapter 11: Katsuki has shitty feelings (again.)

Chapter 12: Shopping date

Chapter 13: You are my Number One

Chapter 14 (1/2): The Big Day

Chapter 14 (2/2): Show me how much you love me

(18+)

Chapter 15: The First Fight

Chapter 16: FIGHT!

Chapter 17 (The End): Forever and After.

Bonus chapter 1/2: A trip to another universe!

Bonus chapter 2/2: Drum contest!

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Chapter 4 - It’s OK to say NO. (18+)

Summary: … this is not how you two wanted the morning to go, but oh well.

Please, look at the bright 18+. If you are underage or not comfortable with the sexual content, feel free to skip this chapter as the next one starts with a brief summary anyway so you won’t miss anything if you don’t read this one. Cheers <3

Warnings: (Almost) sexual content, swear words, insecurities

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The sun abuses your sensitive eyes as they flutter open around 8AM; the smell of burnt sugar eases the tension that suddenly appears in your chest.

Everything is fine. you are safe. You are alive and well. Yeah. It’s all good.

“Stop wiggling around.” Katsuki murmurs while he snuggles into your hair to hide from the sun. His arms snake around your middle, pulling you closer and your heart makes a somersault in your chest.

Katsuki is beautiful in the morning; the sun makes his hair almost white, his usual frown forgotten in his sleepy daze; he’s absolutely stunning. You bite your lips while your heart rate goes quicker as Katsuki leaves tiny kisses on your neck, still half asleep. It’s hot and wet, lazy but weirdly passionate as he maps out your left side with his mouth without opening his eyes. His hand starts to wander on your belly and slowly crawls underneath your T-shirt leaving hot trails all over your body with every caress; he travels further and further until his hands touch the underside of your breasts and he suddenly tenses; slowly, Katsuki’s mind wakes up as his finger touches the soft skin for only a second before he retreats and looks up at you.

“Sorry, I wasn’t thinking. Also, you are allergic to me, did you know that?” He mumbles, back to his half-dead state after hiding his face in your hair again. Wow, sleepy boyfriend Katsuki is the most compliant creature you’ve ever seen, what the fuck. You didn’t think Katsuki is a morning snuggler but fuck, he really is and it’s absolutely adorable.

“What do you mean?” You giggle while your fingers mindlessly play with his sleep mussed hair.

“Your heart started to act up when I kissed you. Mine does that too and it feels really shitty when it does.” He murmurs and leaves another kiss in the crook of your neck; your heart acts up again, beating rapidly in your chest, fire spreading in your veins like poison. You can’t help the awkward giggle rumbling through your chest.

“That’s not an allergy, you dumb fuck.” Ahh, this man is hilarious. “It’s a common reaction. It means you like what the other person is doing… it’s adrenaline. Ahh, I don’t know how to describe it, fuck. It means I have the hots for you. And I want you. Or something. I fucking don’t know, but it’s definitely not allergies, it’s more like the opposite. It means I can’t get enough of you.” Your face flushes, fully ashamed. You basically just told him you are horny. Right in his face. Just like that. Great. This is great. You should have used other words, talk about love and butterflies but no, you had to talk about your inner desire to fornicate with him in his parents house, while his mom is probably busy making breakfast in the kitchen.

“Hm…” Katsuki hums while he helps himself up on his elbow to look down at you. His other hand caresses your hair, his fingers sliding down your sensitive neck and your breath hitches from the father-light movement. “I’ve never felt like this with anyone before though. It wasn’t hard to breathe and there was no squeezy feeling in my chest before… Why?” he murmurs as his hand finds it’s final destination; your chest. He listens to your frantic heartbeat with a soft gaze, his eyes wondering up and down your face and body.

“Can I ask you a question, Katsuki?” You mumble, your hands still in his hair. You fingers slowly trail down to his ear and his neck; you put your hands on his chest and listen to his quickening heartbeat as your body burst into invisible flames.

“I asked first.” He mumbles back, but there is no edge to his words; his eyes are cloudy and he’s not focusing anymore.

“It’s connected to my answer.” You retort, your fingers slowly moving down to his collarbone, tracing the dip of the skin with the tip of your fingers. Katsuki visibly shakes at that and it goes straight down to your… yeah. That. Katsuki doesn’t say anything just moves up to tower over you; the silence is gold so you continue without an actual answer. “Did you care about the person who touched you this way?” You whisper; your fingers move to his shoulders, caressing his skin on his arms back and forth.

“No.” The answer is simple.

“Did you enjoy being touched by them?” You move back to his collarbone then to the middle of his chest; your finger slowly trails down between his pecs as your other hand finds his hips and grabs the skin heavily. Katsuki’s hips twitch forward; it would go unnoticed if you wouldn’t be staring at him like a hawk, analyzing every single movement to prove your point.

Fuck, it’s really hot in here.

“Fuck, no.” Katsuki heaves and your hand moves down his belly and stops at the trail of hair disappearing in his underwear. He takes a deep breath and looks at you hungrily, his whole body shaking from the tension. Your finger finds the hem of his underwear, tugging on the fabric once then let it go with a tiny snap. Katsuki forgets how to breathe.

“Do you like it when I touch you, Katsuki?” Your finger slide over the hem of his underwear until you reach his side; your hand slides up on his sides, palms shamelessly grabbing on the muscled skin, mapping out every single crevice and scar on the way.

“Yes.” The answer comes easily between two heavy pants.

“Do you care about me?” You smile at him, already knowing the answer.

“Yeah, I fucking do.” Katsuki whispers, his mind blown by the sudden revelation. “Fuck.”

Things happen really quickly, the same way they always do then Katsuki feels too full of new, strange emotions; he surges forward and kisses you fiercely, the motion heavy and hot; he tugs and bites right away, a weak, shaky moan leaving your lips from the sudden sensation. The sound only urges him on; he moves to your neck and leaves hot kisses all over it, his tongue moves up to your ears, leaving a trail of quickly cooling saliva in it’s wake then nibbles on your ear lobe before he changes his mind and comes back to your mouth, absently trying to force you to make that sweet sound again and again. Your hands wonder up his pecs absently, the feeling of his nipple under your palms leaves you a breathless, stuttering mess; he makes a tiny gasp at the feeling, trying his best to not make too much noise but failing miserably. Katsuki finds your mouth again, his kisses frantic and unpredictable; he licks into your mouth and joins your tongue in a sensual dance while his hips jerk forward for any kind of friction. A broken whine leaves your lips when you feel Katsuki’s hardness through his underwear as he dips down and moves his hips into you; while the tension is heavy in the air the friction is feather light and tentative, but it leaves nothing but fire in his wake; you try to chase the feeling, pulling yourself up to find him halfway and a high pitched moan leaves Katsuki’s mouth, way too loud in the silence of the early morning; the sound goes right between your legs, your body on fire as Katsuki makes the same motion over and over again while he devours your lips and neck hungrily.

“Let me touch you.” You whisper, your hands already on the hem of his underwear but Katsuki jerks away.

“Wait, I… I can’t.” For your surprise, Katsuki looks like a hurt puppy, confused and shaking as he looks down at himself.

Your breath hitches and you feel like you’ve done something terrible, but it doesn’t make sense, he was clearly into it and you just wanted to urge him on, let him know you want it too, but you’ve clearly missed something in the heat of the moment, maybe he didn’t want this at all…

Fuck, you are spiraling.

Fuck, it’s so hard to breathe.

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“Wait, I… I can’t.”

Katsuki is a mess. An aroused and confused mess. He has no idea what had happened in the last few minutes if he’s completely honest; one moment he was flustered by Y/N’s light touches, then… then he almost creamed his pants after a few minutes of friction. He might have an explosive quirk but he’s never felt so much heat in his body before; it felt like every single part of his body was on fire, flames licking up his chest and his belly as he panted on top of Y/N, his mind foggy from lust.

Bakugou Katsuki, 25 years old, has never felt flames growing in his belly, he’s never felt so weak and vulnerable as he does right now, ready to go down on his knees and beg Y/N to let him finish this, because he knows the feeling would be amazing and he’s so close, and it was so good, nothing like anything he has felt before, not even alone in the shower and definitely nothing like the times he messed around with random women to ease the tension.

Katsuki is utterly confused by his body right now, because for the first time in his life, it actually worked properly.

“Did I do something wrong? Did I go too far? I’m so sorry Katsuki… please, say something, anything, yell at me, call me names, I don’t fucking care just say something!” Y/N looks at him with teary eyes and something breaks in him; he didn’t mean to make her cry, he really fucking didn’t.

“Fuck, it’s not your fault, give me a second. Please.” Katsuki takes a few deep breaths and thinks.

There are a few revelations here he need to get his head around.

First of all, he’d just realized he’s demisexual… or something. He has no idea about sexualities and he never bothered to Google them. He did hear about this from Sero though; it makes so much fucking sense now it hurts his brain. He will need to apologize to Sero for calling it “bullshit”; who is he kidding, he will never actually do that.

He never liked porn or anything sexual. No woman nor man could satisfy him in any way, he could never make it until the end before giving up and leaving the situation, because it’s really hard to do stuff when his member isn’t interested. His one night stands usually ended up with him satisfying the other person in other ways and leaving like this was what he wanted to do in the first place. No one asked questions and no one ever cared as long as they were left satisfied and happy. He haven’t had too many of them, to be honest; 3 or 4 maximum, and they were all terrible so Katsuki just accepted that he is not into sex at all. Then motherfucking Menace came into his life and all the shit he was sure of crumbled in front of him, leaving nothing but questionmarks all over the place as his body betrayed him and reacted to Y/N’s fleeting touches. He caught himself staring at her more than once, daydreaming about touching her and it only left him more and more confused about himself; why does he care now? Why is this different?

And here comes the second revelation of the day; Katsuki only just realized how deep his feelings really are. The fire in his body from Y/N’s caress is one thing, but the way he turns into a mush when Y/N looks at him with those beautiful eyes, looking deep into his soul, and how Katsuki looks up from his paperwork every time she makes the tiniest of noises, worried she might pass out again like that one time ages ago, how Katsuki wants to be around her 24/7 to keep her safe and how much he can’t get enough of her fiery touches and sweet giggles, fuck, he even loves when Y/N yells at him for being an absolute asshole to a fucking extra. When she kicks his ass out of spite he wants to say thank you.

Fuck’s sake, he really is head over heels for this fucking woman. It’s not just “love” and “adoration”. It’s an actual fucking obsession at this point.

… but.

Being interested in this way is great but that doesn’t mean he’s not overwhelmed and terrified to do something wrong.

What if he goes all the way and fails? What if he’s not good enough; fuck, the only time he had actual sex was when one of the ladies got impatient and tried to “help herself” which ended with him going limp in 2 fucking minutes because he didn’t like it at all. It was really awkward.

Deep inside, he knows this wouldn’t be the case with Y/N. The throb in his pants is enough of an evidence, but fuck, he’s terrified.

“I’m not a virgin, but… I’ve never… fuck’s sake.” Katsuki swears and puts his head on Y/N’s shoulders to take a deep breath filled with her cotton candy scent to calm down. “I need more time. I’m new to this and it’s too much. Too good. So fucking good, Y/N.” He looks up finally, right into her teary eyes. She needs to know he’s saying the truth and this is the only thing he could think of.

Y/N smiles, but it’s broken, sad around the edges; Katsuki fucked up.

“I understand and I’m sorry.” She murmurs, while her fingers play with Katsuki’s ruffled bangs.

“The fuck are you sorry for? I initiated all of this. Not you.” He retorts with anger in his tone. He takes a few deep breaths and continues. He can’t fuck this up more, can he? “The only thing you can be sorry for is to wanting to go further in my parents house, because that’s weird and nasty.” Katsuki teases, moving back into Y/N’s personal space with a cheeky grin. Finally, Y/N chuckles and Katsuki leaves tiny kisses on her neck; he would do anything to make Y/N smile at this moment. This is another new feeling Katsuki needs to get used to; this urge to please his other half, like being himself is not enough anymore, he needs to be better, kinder, stronger for his partner, for Y/N, being “okay” is not enough anymore, he needs to be the best… ahh fuck this whole love thing, this is fucking ridiculous. A warm puff of air leaves Katsuki’s mouth and Y/N shivers underneath him; he might be in the middle of a hate-speech in his head but the can’t lie, he absolutely loves the way Y/N reacts to his touches. It’s so fucking addicting. Y/N pushes him away gently, forcing the blonde to look into her eyes; the smile falters and changes into a serious gaze, one full off worry and love.

“Katsuki… I want to say something. Will you listen to me?”

Well, fuck. He really doesn’t want to, but he doesn’t have a choice. He’s so fucking ready to have a meltdown in the bathroom.

“Spill.” Katsuki rolls his eyes, trying his best to act like everything is okay and this conversation is absolutely unnecessary, even though he knows it’s not.

“I know you hate to feel weak and vulnerable and you probably can’t wait to run away and never come close again, but I want you to know that this… this was okay. It’s okay to say no. It’s not a fucking weakness.” Ahh, here it goes. The fucking pity he hates so much. “And if you say no next week or next month or even after that, it will be okay. If you don’t want to go further at all, that’s also okay. I don’t care, Katsuki. The only thing I care about is you being here with me, supporting me and liking me. I’m more than happy to live without sex for the rest of my life if it means you’ll stay by my side. So… just talk to me, okay?” Katsuki is not sure if he wants to run away, cry on Y/N’s shoulder or just marry her in the nearest register office. What the fuck did Katsuki do to deserve such an understanding, beautiful fucking girlfriend who can keep up with him even in the worst days? How?!

“Stop saying cheesy shit, I hate it.” Katsuki mumbles, his cheeks red as a tomato. “It’s stupid anyway. Thanks, though.”

Well, that sentence definitely did not convey a single thing he wanted to, but Katsuki isn’t good with words. Or deeds. Or with anything emotional. He didn’t even know he had them until last month.

“I know you hate this, but it’s a part of being in a relationship. I want you to tell me about this later, when you feel comfortable. I want to know everything about you. Even if it’s something stupid.” Y/N smiles and fuck, Katsuki really wants to make this Menace the happiest fucking woman on Earth.

“I want to make you happy.” Katsuki grumbles, his hands slowly crawling up on Y/N’s thighs until he gets to the edge of her panties. He can feel his blood pumping aggressively inside him, leaving trails of burning fire in their wake. Y/N scrunches her face for a few seconds and takes a deep breath; she slowly removes his hands from her body with a disappointed frown on her face.

Well, Mr. Katsuki definitely sucks at this.

“Kats, did you even listen to me?”

“I did…” he mumbles with a guilty expression in his eyes.

“I want to wait until you are ready, and I want to do this together. Now move your fucking ass and let me calm down.” She sighs, and Katsuki hates it.

Katsuki might be a changed man but he still hates a lot of things. Clearly.

“I suck at this shit.” Katsuki grumbles after he moves away from his girlfriend.

“You really do but it’s kind of sexy to be honest.” Y/N gives him a seductive look which makes Katsuki’s little friend twitch and that’s when Katsuki decides he’d had enough of the Menace’s shenanigans for one day and leaves the room. He can only hope his mother is not doing laundry right now, because if he has to face her while looking like this, he’ll catapult himself out of the window and move to Mars.

Katsuki needs a cold shower. Or two. Or three.

Fuck, being in a relationship is a real fucking challenge; thank god he’s a hot headed, challenge-loving bastard who absolutely can’t wait to see what kind of obstacles he’ll need to overcome in the future, plus fucking ultra and all that shit.

He’ll fucking win at this relationship-thing, because he always fucking wins.

… Next Chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- Be like Katsuki. If you are not comfortable with something, say it. If the other person loves you they’ll understand. If not, they are not the one. There is also no such thing as being to old to be a virgin. Do stuff when you are ready.

Sorry for the random advice but I would have killed to have someone telling me that when I was young, so I had to do it.

TL: @sixxze @iwannahaveaprettyaesthetic @hanatsuki-hime @cloroxisadelectabletreat @cheesenmax @coffeent @smolsleepybat @therealpotatobish

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Chapter 13 - You are my Number One.

Summary: Katsuki is more freaked out about Y/N’s appointment than Y/N herself.

Warning: Swear words, nothing too cheeky this time!

First Chapter Master List

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It’s 5AM in the fucking morning but Katsuki is already freaking out.

He’s not worried. He has no reason to be; he’s not a fucking doctor but he knows there is no way Y/N’s appointment will bear anything but good news; she’s healthy and full of energy, her movements are back to normal even without the meds, so really, there is no reason for him to be a big ball of anxiety right now.

No reason.

But… he still can’t stop spiraling about the ‘what if’s.

What if she only looks fine and after a few tests the doctor decides to put her back on the meds? His woman is strong, the strongest person in the world but she would break down to hear that after all the work she’s done to get better.

What if the doctor tells him to wait another year before she goes back to actual hero work? Again, she would loose her shit. She would probably burn the whole hospital down out of frustration. Katsuki is not a big fan of rescue missions and it’s also way too fucking early for that shit. He does miss the adrenaline of being on the field but he definitely does not miss the smell of burnt flesh and he might be the number two hero, but he definitely can’t save more than 3000 people in one go, especially as at least half of them are disabled and incapable of running.

“Woman.” Katsuki shakes his still sleeping girlfriend with a manic face. “Whatever happens today you can NOT burn the hospital down.” He yells with a serious face but his woman only snorts at him.

“The fuck, Katsuki?” She laughs and oh god, he absolutely fucking loves her sleepy little laugh. “Why are you the one freaking out? You look I just went into labor.” Honestly, Katsuki wishes that was the case. Even though, now that he said that, Y/N would probably burn the hospital down due to her frustration from being in so much pain for so long. Okay, no kids for Katsuki then. It’s a small sacrifice for the greater good. “What the fuck are you muttering about?” She giggles at him so Katsuki decides to change the topic by pushing a big cup of coffee into his girlfriend’s hands. It works every time. Nothing is more important than a morning coffee. Not even mass murder. Good.

Katsuki feels like he’s about to throw up. His face must be really pale as the Menace looks at him with worry etched into her features.

“We need to leave in twenty minutes, hurry up.” Katsuki makes a hard turn and stomps towards his dresser to find something normal. What do people wear to hospitals at all? His usual attire in a hospital usually consist of a hero suit soaked through with his own blood. Or ridiculously oversized trousers and a hoodie three times the size of him topped up with a cap and a face mask or at least that’s what he used to wear when he was forced to go to therapy.

This time, Katsuki wants to look… well… proper. He’s not going there alone, he’s going with his partner, his future wife (probably?!), the woman he’s so fucking proud of; he wants her to be proud of him too. It’s stupid, he knows, but somehow, it feels like this is important; this is the first time they attend an important appointment together. This is the first time he’s going to be seen as Y/N’s boyfriend. Katsuki feels like he’s about meet her parents or some shit.

“You don’t need to come with me, I’ll be fine alone.” She mutters, but that’s the last thing Katsuki wants to do.

“Do I fucking look like I’m capable of sitting on my ass right now, you idiot?” Katsuki lashes out. “I want to be there, I want to hold your hand and shit. I want to… fuck, I want to be there with you. I want to share the burden. You see, I’m already freaking out so you don’t have to. You can just giggle and be fucking adorable while I shit my pants. I’m perfectly fine with that.”

“Katsuki, you don’t make any sense but… thank you?” She giggles again and Katsuki swears he would be able to survive without water and food and get his nutrients from Y/N’s laughter instead. He’s so fucking fucked, isn’t he?

“Put some clothes on and let’s go.” Katsuki takes a plain black T-shirt and some tight jeans out of his dresser and makes a beeline to the bathroom. “If you don’t have proper clothing on by the time I come back you are going to the hospital in your pajamas.” Katsuki threatens but it doesn’t have an edge.

“Roger that, boss!” Y/N salutes before Katsuki slams the bedroom door aggressively.

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“Keep your eyes on the road, Kats, I won’t disappear.” You smile at your boyfriend who’s absolutely freaking the shit out right now, for no reason at all. It’s a little bit endearing.

You always knew he cares so much more than he’s willing to admit; he’s secretly a big softie for all his friends, even though he does nothing but yell at them all the time, but this is the first time Katsuki feels safe enough to actually show his affectionate side to anyone else and it makes you so fucking proud to be on the receptive side of it even if it’s a tiny bit annoying.

You don’t want to know how has Katsuki felt when you were gone for a day of this is how he reacts to a doctor’s appointment. Maybe you should thank Todoroki and Midoriya for keeping him alive while you were away back then.

“Technically…” Katsuki is about to give you shit and go all nerd on you, but you don’t let him finish.

“Technically, I can disappear, yes, but it doesn’t matter if you stare at me or not, I can literally do that anyway.” You retort scoldingly.

“Sorry, I’m just really fucking worried.” Katsuki sighs, his eyes finally back on the road. You sigh and move your your hand to caress the blond’s thigh, drawing soothing circles on his jeans to calm him down.

“You have no reason to be. It’s over, Katsuki. I’m over it and I know I won this fight, I just need a stupid paper from the doctor that makes it official. I trust my gut and my gut tells me I’m good. Don’t you trust me, KitKat?”

Katsuki visibly shakes at the new nickname you just gave him; thank god you two were waiting for the light to turn green, otherwise he would’ve caused an accident by stepping on the brake so suddenly.

“What’s with you and your stupid nicknames?” Katsuki mutters with the most adorable pout on his flushed little face.

“I can’t help it, you are so fucking cute.” You giggle and Katsuki is about to explode out of embarrassment when a loud honk coming from behind startles you both; the light turned green and you didn’t realize. Oh fuck.

“You are insufferable.” Katsuki mutters in front of himself and the rest of the ride is silent. You know your boyfriend well enough to know that nothing will calm him down right now anyway, so you just let him mutter to himself for the rest of the journey.

For your surprise, Katsuki intertwines his fingers with yours right when you stand by his side after the ride. His hold is downright painful, but you decide to not speak up about it; Katsuki clearly needs this right now and seeing him so stressed about something that doesn’t even affect him in any way makes you realize how important you are for him. Bakugou Katsuki can’t seem to stop surprising you these days, in a good way.

“Hello.” Katsuki mutters at the entrance; it looks like it literally pains him to be nice to someone else for once, but he does it anyway. Why? You have no fucking idea. Katsuki looks at the amused lady at the front desk with a constipated face. “Appointment. For Y/N.” Katsuki mutters again, his face red as a tomato. You don’t have the heart to tell him that he doesn’t need to do this at all as everyone knows your face by now.

“End of the hallway, right side, 235. Good luck!” The lady gives you a thumbs up and you can barely smile back as Katsuki is already pulling you towards the fore-mentioned door. He knock three times aggressively and the door opens; the nurse’s face pales at the sight of the number two hero towering against her at 6AM in the fucking morning.

“Ahh, Y/N! Come on in, your guest can wait in the waiting room until we finish!” The nurse gives Katsuki a forced smile, already knowing there’s gonna be drama.

“I’m not a fucking guest, I’m her boyfriend! I took care of her fucking ass this whole week! I should be allowed to come in!” Katsuki almost yells at the poor nurse, but his voice gets quieter as he finishes his sentence. Fuck, he’s trying so hard.

“Sir, I understand but we need your girlfriend’s full attention. We need to do some tests as well today. Please, take a seat outside.” She points at the bench on the hallway. “Would you like some tea, or some coffee? We have some pastries as well if you are hungry!”

Wow, you do get a different treatment when you are the number two hero in the country.

“Do I look like I need caffeine, woman?” Katsuki mutters under his nose, his hands still in yours. “Just fucking… go…” the blond mutters, slowly letting you free from his grasp.

“I’ll be fine. I love you.” You hug your boyfriend tightly, hoping he can feel how grateful you are for everything. The nurse steps back into the office and leaves the door open for you to come in when you are ready. You didn’t miss the tiny fond smile on her face as she left.

“You are invincible. Whatever fucking happens today… you are… you are my number one.” Katsuki’s head is about to explode. Your heart skips a beat.

“I’m the luckiest fucking bitch to walk this Earth. Fuck, Katsuki.” You can’t stop yourself from jumping on him and kissing him fiercely in the middle of the thankfully empty hallway like your life depends on it. It takes him a few seconds to reciprocate but when he does it gets even harder to let him go; he kisses you with the same fervor, his touches hot and full of desire. He pulls away rather abruptly, takes a few deep breaths then he finally speaks up:

“Go before I devour you in the middle of this stupid hallway that smells like cheap bleach.”

“I’ll be out before you know it.” You smile and leave a last, lingering kiss on the blond’s lips before you close the door on his cute, anxious face. You’ve never been into the whole marriage thing but you kinda want to elope with him right here, right now.

“Let’s get this over with.” You sigh as you sit down in front of your doctor, who can’t hide his amused face as he takes in your red lips and disheveled hair.

“I really want to tell you off for coming to my office looking like that but I’m actually quite impressed. So who’s the lucky guy?” The doctor smirks at you; your cheeks flush, making you look like a ripe tomato but he only laughs at that.

“See it for yourself after we are done here, sir.”

This is it. This is fucking it.

Oh shit, you haven’t been anxious at all before but now it kicks you in the face as you take in your doctors office, the white walls and all the equipment he’s about to use on you.

“Whatever happens, you are my number one.” Katsuki’s words play in your head like a mantra as your body slowly lets go of all the tension that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

It doesn’t matter what the doctor says; it might sound super cheesy but even if you can never be a hero again, having Katsuki by your side, saving people for the both of you is more than enough for you.

So this is what people call “love”. It’s so powerful it changes even the strongest, most determined people.

You can’t help but giggle to yourself from your own silly thoughts.

You really are the luckiest person in the world, aren’t you?

… Next chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- This story is about end in a few chapters. I gave this a lot of thought and I realized I don’t need to write down every single idea I had for this one otherwise this story will never end and I have so many other stories in my head I want to share with you all, so I made the executive decision to try to finish this in 5 chapters (you guys know me though, that will be 10 lol).

- My plan is to finish this one, take a bit of a break and continue posting only the Deku one for a few weeks then come back with the Kirishima spin-off and then later with a new Katsuki x Reader series. I already have a few chapters ready for both but I’m trying to aim for having almost the whole thing written out before I start posting to not overwhelm myself but I might change my mind about that as I really enjoy to hear your thoughts and add some things you want to see and I absolutely love to listen to your feedback and make the next chapters more enjoyable. It’s hard to be an adult, I just wanna write and read your comments 24/7 😂

- Ah, also! I got over excited and I already have edited the header for the Kirishima spin-off! I hope you like it!

Yes, there is a typo in it, I’ll sort that out later shut up 😂

- I hope you guys had a lovely week and sorry for being so late; I got some bad news from the doctors and it messed up my head a little bit, I also did several extremely early shifts in a row and was dead tired in the afternoon so I had a hard time writing this week. Next week will be even worse so yeah… sorry in advance 😂

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Chapter 10: Auntie’s chili-chocolate muffins.

Summary: There’s an intruder in the Bakugou house. 3 of them, actually. Having alone-time with Katsuki is a luxury but having friends over isn’t that bad either.

Featuring Mama Bakugou, Shitty Deku and Half and Half gay disaster.

FIRST CHAPTER MASTERLIST

⚠️ Swear words, someone makes a sex joke

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Getting out of the bath was a challenge, but in the best way possible.

First of all, kissing Katsuki senseless in the bathtub while you trying your best to not touch in inappropriate places was probably the funniest and hottest interaction you’ve ever had. After a few minutes Katsuki did stop your shenanigans and kindly asked you to close your eyes until he gets out, his ears red as a tomato; it was so absolutely adorable you almost melted together with the bubbly water in the tub.

There was yelling, squeaking and a lot of giggles when it was your time to get out; your body got so relaxed it didn’t really want to cooperate with you so Katsuki had to help you but as you didn’t want him to see you naked he kinda had to get you out blind which was also extremely hilarious.

“No peeking, sir!”

“I’m not a fucking pervert!”

“You opened your eyes!”

“No, I did not! Fuck off!”

“Fuck, I don’t have any underwear in here!”

“Loser!”

Honestly, you didn’t think this will be so much fun. To be fair, you genuinely thought you won’t be able to move at all, which is the opposite of what’s happening right now; the fatigue is definitely there and your movements are much slower than usual, you also need to sit down and do nothing for a few minutes after being on your feet for longer than half an hour, but other than that, you almost feel okay. Katsuki gives you his shoulder every time you need the toilet or need to change rooms, but you are more than capable to do everything; you even managed to wash the dishes by yourself! Katsuki did end up standing right behind you just in case something goes wrong, but… Okay, you had to take a nap after and Katsuki wasn’t too happy about that because apparently you looked like you just did a 3 hour work out session after but it really seems like you will be able to ditch the meds next week. You are the happiest person in the whole world right now.

It’s the afternoon when someone knocks on Katsuki’s door; by the agitated frown on Katsuki’s face he already knows who that is.

“This fucking hag can’t sit on her fucking ass even if her life depends on it…” He mutters under his nose as he makes his way towards the door.

“The fuck do you…” Katsuki stops mid-yell to stare at the intruder. “Want.”

“Kacchan! Sorry for interrupting!” Deku makes his way inside by running straight to your side, clearly terrified of being slapped in the face. “Hi, Y/N!”

“Hello. Excuse my existence in your personal space, Katsuki.” Todoroki sneaks in as well, looking hot as always.

“Having you here is already a fucking bother, why did you bring the whole fucking ZOO with you?!” Katsuki yells at his mother while he ignores the other two completely.

“Well, fist of all, thank you very fucking much for telling me that my daughter-in-law is in need of assistance.” Momma Bakugou reprimands. Katsuki answers by rolling his eyes, at least until his mother smacks him in the nape. “I was having a coffee with Inko in that new place with the pretty garden and imagine my surprise when she asked me if she’s doing better! I didn’t even know she was sick, goddamit!” The woman yells as she slowly makes her way towards you. Katsuki’s face looks so red he’s probably about to yell profanities in the next few seconds so you decide to cover your ears with the pillow to spare them from the torturous experience.

“YOU DAMN MOTHERFUCKING NERD!” Katsuki yells, just as it was expected. “Can’t you shut your fucking mouth for once in your life?!”

“You know I talk to my mom every day!” The green haired hero whines, hiding his face with his arms in case Katsuki literally explodes on him. “Before you kill me, let me give you something!” Izuku perks up and opens his backpack. He pulls out a massive box of muffins. Katsuki’s eyes are the size of saucers and you swear there is a tiny trail of saliva flowing down the side of his mouth. Todoroki tries his best to conceal the smile on his face but he fails miserably. “I told my mom how nice you were to me the other day and she was so happy about it she asked me to give you this. It’s your favorite chili-chocolate muffins, extra hot!”

Katsuki emerges from the face of the Earth. His gaze is distant, like he’s not even a part of this world anymore. You swear you see tears in his eyes, not like you have the balls to comment on it.

“That chili muffin? The saint chili muffin? Home-made by Auntie?” He mutters under his nose, keeping an eye-contact with the fucking box of muffins like they would disappear if he blinks once.

“Well, it’s been a while since she made them but she tried her best!”

Katsuki takes the box from the hero like it’s the most fragile thing in the world, caressing the top of the box before he opens it and takes a sniff. He doesn’t even try to hide his obsession anymore; he takes a muffin in his hand, looks at it from every angle, making sure it’s not fake, then takes a bite; his eyes get all watery, one single tear dropping down from his face as he chews, slowly and dramatically.

“It’s perfect.”

You’ve never seen Katsuki so calm and content. There isn’t a single wrinkle on his face, no frown, no angry gaze, nothing. No one dares to take a breath; everyone is as silent as a human being can be, just staring at Katsuki’s peaceful face in wonder.

“So now that Katsuki is out of the picture for the next few minutes, how are you, my dear?” Mitsuki’s voice cuts through the silence.

“Oh yeah, I brought you a gift!” Izuku starts to rummage through his bag and takes out another box of muffins, this one full of blueberries.

Mitsuki isn’t too happy with Izuku for jumping into her sentence, but by the look of it she has no heart to tell him off for it.

“Oh, I also brought you something.” Todoroki speaks up and showes a plastic bag into your lap. “It’s something that makes me really happy when I’m sad.”

Izuku facepalms for some reason; you open the bag and there’s….

“Soba noodles?” You ask, feeling like you don’t really understand the joke behind it. It’s not even a full dish, just soba noodles, naked, in a bag. Store bought. What the hell.

“With Izuku’s face on it.” Todoroki adds helpfully, like that explains it all.

“Shouto, I told you this only works for you.” Izuku mutters with a red face, clearly embarrassed of his partner. Katsuki sneaks behind the sofa to take a look into the bag and looks at the half and half hero with a shit eating grin.

“I’ll make sure to tear the packaging right where Deku’s face is. I’ll tear it in half then explode the rest of his body before I throw it into the waste bin so he can be with his brothers and sisters.”

If you wouldn’t know Katsuki is taking the piss right now you would hundred percent question his mental health and his threat level; he looks like the greatest villain of the century, his laugh menacing and cruel. Todoroki looks at him in poor terror and takes the bag from your hands to pull it to his chest; Deku tries to soothe the traumatized hero by caressing his shoulders and muttering calming words into his ears. You’ve never seen so much emotion on the guy’s face before, it’s quite mesmerizing.

“Coming here with these bozos was the worst idea ever, stop ignoring me, children!” Mitsuki yells, offended by the lack of attention.

“Wow, you know that word, hag? I’m impressed” Katsuki mutters to himself as he snatches the bag of soba noodles from Todoroki’s protective arms. He whimpers a bit but lets it go; everyone knows not to poke the sleeping bear, especially not in his own territory.

“I’m not ignoring you! I would never do such thing!” You smile at the woman as you lean into her side to cuddle. “I’m glad to see you again.” You mumble with a sad smile on your face; fuck, you miss your own family so much.

“I’ll be here every day.” The woman perks up and you can hear the sound of explosions coming from the kitchen.

“You are fucking not. Let me enjoy my fucking time with her, hag. You can hog her after she got better.” He yells with a red face. “I’m making cold soba for dinner, you fuckers stayin’?” Katsuki changes his voice into a calmer one, probably not wanting to make the guests feel unwelcome. He changed so much in these past few months it’s ridiculous.

Todoroki beams at his friend; wow, Todoroki has also changed a lot since he got together with Deku. If you wouldn’t know the reason for his sudden change, you would definitely think he is an impostor.

He’s so much more emotional now, so much more free and not ashamed of his own self. You are so happy for those two. Todoroki is even more handsome now, with the tiny smile on his mouth and the loving gaze in his eyes when he looks at Izuku.

Sometimes, this whole situation doesn’t feel real; it feels like a dream of a perfect life and if it’s actually just a dream, you never wanna wake up from it. This is everything you always wanted; a place where you are loved and appreciated for you being you instead of being treated like a rabid dog just because of your honesty and rough words, a place where you belong, a place where you feel safe and happy. You can’t help but tear up a little bit at the thought as you snuggle your face in Mitsuki’s chest to hide it from the gang; you still feel a little bit weird about being so vulnerable in front of them, which is stupid because you know they would never use it against you.

“Your girlie is a really clingy one, isn’t she.” Mitsuki mutters to herself. You move away with a red face; now that you think about it, you really shouldn’t be so close to this woman who you’ve only met twice. “Hey, you are fine, it’s just… we don’t usually do such thing in our family, but it does feel nice to be embraced sometimes.” Mitsuki looks at his son with pure judgment. Katsuki rolls his eyes like a bad teenager and makes his way to the kitchen with his ears red.

The rest of the night goes by really quickly; the whole gang has cold soba for dinner, Todoroki almost cries from how good the dish is then he actually cries when the abnormal amount of wasabi hits him.

“This soba is like having sex, then getting hit in the face in a non-sexual way right when you are about to…”

“Shouto, if you finish your sentence I swear to god I’ll Delaware Smash you to the moon.” Izuku mutters with his face red as Katsuki’s hot sauce collection. Mitsuki almost chokes on her noodles as she tries her best not to laugh out loud; the whole gang fails when Todoroki looks at Izuku with a questioning face, clearly not understanding what did he do wrong this time.

“I didn’t realize the big Todoroki Shouto is such a goofball.” Mitsuki laughs; Izuku looks at her with pure terror as he says the next sentence:

“He’s not joking, Auntie.”

It’s Katsuki’s turn now to laugh like a maniac and the rest of the night goes by so quickly you barely even realize you are being put to bed, half asleep.

“I didn’t even say bye.” You mutter into Katsuki’s strong arms with a pout on your face.

“You are dead tired, Y/N. Don’t overdo it. If you fuck up your recovery by overworking yourself I’ll kill you.” Katsuki mutters as he lowers you into the bed. Your mind is really fuzzy right now, but you still can’t help but ask the next question.

“Can you stay?” You ask the blonde, already missing the warmth of his body.

“This is my bed, you idiot, of course I’m staying.” Katsuki giggles.

“Pinky promise?”

“Really?” You don’t see his face right now but you are quite sure he’s rolling your eyes. “Pinky promise.” Katsuki mutters as he locks his pinkie with yours; in only a few seconds the bed dips next to you and the warmth is finally back; Katsuki’s sweet scent fills your nose as he snuggles up to you and lets himself be vulnerable for once.

“Do you remember when you got sick and ended up in my bed?” Katsuki mutters, deep in thought. His hand plays with your own, drawing circles and explosion shapes into your skin. You can’t make a proper answer anymore so you hum; it’s extremely hard to not fall asleep right on the spot even though Katsuki’s hair tickles your neck a little bit. “You wanted a pinky promise back then as well. It was really fucking cute.” The blonde admits. “When I first met you I hated your guts; I hated how much you remind me of myself and my mistakes, I felt like life sent you for me to get a taste of my own medicine. You were so fucking loud and annoying.” Katsuki continues and you try your best to blink the sleepiness away; bedtime Katsuki’s words are always honest, so whatever he’s about to say, he won’t say it twice. You want to remember everything even if it hurts you. “But then you did these cute fucking things like asking for a pinky promise or laugh at Kirshima’s stupid jokes just to make him happy, then you selflessly jumped right in front of me to save my ass even though I never said a single nice word to you and it confused the shit out of me every time because I wasn’t sure if I want to kill you or keep you close.“ Katsuki pulls you closer, cuddling unashamedly now. “Life might have sent you to fuck me over but it only made me realize I’m not that shit of a person as I thought. Somehow by falling in love with you - fuck this is disgusting - I ended up loving myself a bit more as well. It made me realize how all my actions were fueled by the self-hatred inside me but when you opened up to me and let me in, trusted me with your whole being… it just changed something inside me. I don’t say this too often so open your fucking ears and don’t fall asleep on me - fucking thank you.”

“Fuck’s sake, Katsuki.” You sniffle, much more awake now. This man will be the death of you one day, his grumpy face and his heart stopping confessions under the safe blanket of the night.

“Thank you for letting me love you. It’s the best thing that ever happened to me. You are the best thing…fuck.” You choke on a sob. “Stop being cheesy and go to sleep for the fucks sake, how am I supposed to top that?!” You whine but Katsuki only laughs; it’s that laugh he only does for you, eyes wrinkling, dimples showing and you hate that you can’t see it properly in the darkness of the night because it’s so fucking rare to see him like that. “I will miss this.” You admit. “I kinda want to say I want to stay weak just to have more of this, but I feel like fighting beside you is just as thrilling as sharing a moment in the bed.” You giggle to yourself.

“Who said I’ll let you fight alongside me? Who the fuck do you think you are?” Katsuki murmurs, still giggling. Fuck, you love this arrogant motherfucker so much.

“True, you might be too weak for my sexy hero attire. I don’t want to distract you while you work.” You add sneakily, just to tease him.

“I take everything back. I fucking despise you, you Menace.” Katsuki grumbles as he props himself up on his elbow to give you and angry kiss. Well… a lot of angry kisses.

“Say that without your tongue into my mouth and I might get offended.” You sighs as Katsuki caresses your side, leaving goosebumps on your skin with every touch.

“Nah, I enjoy this way too much.” He mumbles into your mouth. Honestly, you hate being so weak right now when Katsuki gives you all these opportunities to… well… get a bit frisky. Thank god you are numb all over from the exhaustion right now, otherwise sleeping would be off the table. “Now go the fuck to sleep. You can’t even lift your fingers anymore.” He grumbles and it is true; your arms didn’t even manage to reach the blonde’s back, even though you tried your best to pull him closer to you. Katsuki plops back down, cuddling into your side like he always does; it doesn’t take the blonde long to lull you into a peaceful sleep while his fingers play with your hair before he falls asleep himself, glued to your side.

You try your best to not think about the fact that this is all temporary; in a few days, you’ll need to go back to your boring little flat and sleep in a cold bed, where warm touches and the scent of burnt sugar is nothing but a silly little daydream.

“I want to stay here forever…” You murmur under your nose before the world finally goes blank, the problems of the next few days long forgotten.

… next chapter!

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Potato Ramble:

💥 Me: This chapter is 1700 words already, might as well be clever and finish it up because I always end up writing too much right at the end. 2K is enough.

Also me: *finishes the chapter with 3K*

Well, I tried.

💥 I love how Y/N got sick the day before yet everyone knows about it already 😂

💥 I hope you enjoyed this chapter, the sweet talk at the end wasn’t even planned, that just happened 😂 And thank god it did because I love Katsuki’s sleepy talk so much 😭 Like this guy barely says a nice word to his partner during the day then he goes to bed and goes all sweet and cuddly and oh my god, I think I’m love with this guy. 😂

💥 In case you missed to read Katsuki’s POV of the story, it’s coming back in the next chapter!

💥 I really need to stop writing the end notes while I’m sleep deprived, they make no fucking sense. With that said, see you in the next chapter! I think there will be a little time skip to keep the story going!

💥 I hope you guys are having an amazing day! 💜

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Chapter 7 - Let me take care of you.

Summary: Bakugou Katsuki freaks out and realizes how much he cares about his girlfriend. Someone blurts out the “L” word.

Warnings: Swear words, suggestive, mentions of being “in the mood”.

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“Jesus fucking christ, Y/N.” Katsuki kneels in front of you in a matter of milliseconds. “Baby, talk to me, are you with me?” He strokes your cheek, trying to make you look at him, which you do right away. On any other day you would be so happy hearing Katsuki call you by a pet name, but today is not a normal day. Also, you would probably be freaked out much more if this numb feeling wouldn’t be so familiar to you; you’ve been in this condition for a really long time and to be absolutely honest, this is nothing compared to the first few days after your injury, which is definitely a good sign.

“My mind is okay. I’m here, love.” You connect your foreheads together with a loud thud. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to do it this hard.” You sigh, but Katsuki ignores you completely; his breathing is uneven and his hand on your cheeks is shaking violently. Fuck, this needs to be so fucking scary for an outsider… “I’m okay. I’m sorry. For everything.”

“I don’t fucking care, just tell me what to do.”

You’ve never heard Katsuki speak so softly before; his voice wavers by the end of the sentence and he’s clearly worried about the whole situation. “And if you say you want me to take you home the answer is no.”

The shivering finally stops and while your movement is still terribly slow, you can finally manage to breathe properly.

“You still up for that movie? I’m not tired yet.” You smile at the blonde.

“Have you had dinner yet?” Katsuki asks and by the judging look in his eyes, he already knows the answer. “Thought so. Don’t move!” Katsuki threatens with his finger in the air and you can’t help but laugh.

“I can’t even if I want to.”

Katsuki clearly doesn’t appreciate your joke but makes his way to the kitchen anyway; in a few minutes, he comes back with a bunch of finger food; French fries, crispy vegetable chips , hash browns and fried mozzarella sticks. There’s also a massive selection of dips; from mild ketchup to hot sauce, there is everything.

“Call me a fucking psychic, because I wanted us to have proper dinner but then I decided to make this instead.”

“I can’t believe you made such an unhealthy food just for me. I must be really loved in this household.” You giggle as you try to take a piece, but it falls down into your lap just as you were about to take a bite. Katsuki, the fucking traitor, laughs.

“Jesus, can you not wait? Also, I have an air fryer.” Katsuki looks at you like it’s the most obvious thing ever.

“Of course you do, Katsuki. Silly me.” You roll your eyes with a fond smile on your face.

“You judging me?” He yells offendedly and you have a really strong urge to tell him how much you love his random tantrums but from all the opportunities you had to tell him that, this is probably the worst one to take. “Let’s eat while we watch a movie then I need to make a few phone calls.” He plops down on the sofa next to you, putting the tray onto his lap while he chooses a random movie on Netflix. Katsuki dips the first mozzarella stick into the mildest dip, even though he’s more than aware that you are a big lover of hot sauces and moves towards you in a silent offer. You bite the half of it and he pops the rest into his own mouth and it’s the most domestic thing you’ve ever seen; it also doesn’t feel like you are being fed because you are weak but more like you are being fed in a romantic way during a movie date which you definitely appreciate. When the movie is done and the food is gone, Katsuki gives you a small kiss on your forehead and takes his phone into his hands; your head is resting on his shoulder while he fumbles through his surprisingly short contact list and clicks “call.”

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“Oi, nerd! I need you to help out Kirishima with agency shit this week.” Katsuki grumbles into his phone, annoyed.

Okay, he is a little bit freaked out; seeing his girlfriend in such a terrible state wasn’t on his relationship bucket list. Funnily enough, he doesn’t feel annoyance towards the whole situation; the old Katsuki would have told her to fuck off because he doesn’t need this kind of shit in his life but seeing his partner in such a vulnerable state really made him want to take care of her as much as he can; most people would not trust Katsuki enough to come over to him when shit like that can happen to them, but Y/N knows Katsuki wouldn’t use this as an opportunity to take a piss out of her and that means a lot to his grumpy little ass.

“Oh? Kacchan, are you hurt? Is everything okay?” The nerd mumbles and honestly… Katsuki still thinks Deku is the most annoying creature in the whole world and he has a pet pigeon on his balcony.

“The Menace decided to die on my couch and it can take a whole week for her to come back to life so I’m gonna take care of her and shit.”

“What do you mean by that? Is she hurt? Why is she in your flat? Kacchan?!”

One day, Katsuki will torture this fuck to death and he will enjoy every single moment of it. Today is not that day though.

“Medical issues, her doctor knows, it’s all safe, shut the fuck up. She’s on my fucking couch because she’s my fucking girlfriend and we were supposed to have a movie night. Are we done with the interrogation?!” Katsuki yells but Deku doesn’t sound scared at all.

“Oh my god, Kacchan, I’m so happy you guys sorted it out already! Shou actually smiled! We need to go on a double date!!” Midoriya yells excitedly. Double date?!

“Are you finally fucking the half and half bastard?”

“It’s the other way around, mostly.” Shouto adds helpfully and Katsuki doesn’t need to see Deku’s face to know he’s about to combust from embarrassment. Brownie points to Shouto for that.

“Oh my god, Shou, read the room!” Deku whines.

“But he asked…”

“No!!!”

Katsuki can’t help but laugh.

“Well, thank you for the information and thanks for the help and shit, bye.” Katsuki ends the call right away to send another message to Kirishima to come over before he looks at the Menace.

The Menace is sprawled out on Katsuki’s sofa, clearly comfortable despite her condition and for some weird ass reason that sight makes him really soft. Feelings are fucking weird. Honestly, what the fuck.

“Deku and half and half are fucking. Shouto is on top.” Katsuki grumbles to his girlfriend who starts laughing like a maniac, which is extremely funny to watch because she can’t move her hands quick enough so she looks like a fish flapping on the ground in a slow motion. Fuck, she’s fucking precious.

One more call to go. Katsuki isn’t too happy about this one, but it’s this or his mother. He’s really not in the mood for his mother right now, and knowing her she would move in for the rest of the week to take care of “her family” and Katsuki kinda want to have the Menace for himself.

“Raccoon eyes.” Katsuki grumbles into the phone. “I hate this, but I need your help.”

“Oh my god, I’m all ears, honeybun!”

“Call me honeybun ever again and I’ll blow you back to your mother’s vagina.” Katsuki retorts angrily and that was apparently really funny because Y/N and Mina both started to laugh. “I need you to get me a week worth of basic necessities for my woman. She has a medical issue and can’t leave and I have no idea about girly shit. We need underwear, socks and I dunno, skincare products? Whatever, just get me whatever, I’ll pay.”

“You don’t need to pay for it. I can give you my keys to get my own…” Y/N jumps into the conversation.

“I ain’t gonna go through your underwear.” Katsuki grumbles and Y/N rolls her pretty fucking eyes.

“You literally touched my underwear a few days ago…”

“Oi, shut up!” Katsuki yells with a red face. Mina giggles.

“TMI, babe. Okay, I’ll be there around 9ish with all the stuff I can get. Most of the stores are closed by now but don’t worry, I have some great connections! BRB, bye!” The call cuts off and Katsuki sighs.

“Do you need to go to the toilet or something? You need to fucking talk to me. Don’t go all shy on me now.”

“I just really want to kiss you right now, Katsuki.” The Menace smiles and Katsuki’s heart leaps in his chest.

Fuck, when did he become such a sap?! When?!

“Are you sure you are capable of that in your condition?” Katsuki teases and honestly, it was worth it for the angry pout on her girlfriend’s face. “Okay, one kiss. That’s it.”

Well… He says that, but it’s not going to one kiss, let’s be honest. It’s never one kiss with this bloody woman.

Katsuki jumps on top of Y/N, making sure he’s not putting his full weight on her by accident and puts his lips on hers; she might not be able to touch Katsuki in her current condition but she makes sure her feelings are loud and clear as she deepens the kiss almost right away, her arms helplessly flapping next to her. Katsuki takes her hand and puts it in his hair; he uses his own fingers to help her grab into it, and fuck if it wasn’t worth it for the tiny whimper that comes out of her mouth. Katsuki can feel how content and happy the Menace is and the feeling is so foreign for him he’s not sure what to do with it; it’s so extremely hard for him to understand how can the Menace be so happy in his arms, he’s definitely not worth it, yet she makes him feel like he’s the best thing in the world and Katsuki starts to believe that maybe, he actually is the best thing in the world for Y/N. He really wants to blurt out a sneaky “I love you” but this is probably a terrible time to do that; what if she doesn’t feel the same and the whole week will be awkward after? What if Katsuki looses his shit when he gets rejected? So Katsuki decides to speak his truth with his tongue instead, he puts all his feelings into the action and Y/N can’t help the small whimpers coming out of her mouth, the noise constant as Katsuki keeps massaging her tongue with his own. He’s so motherfucking happy right now it’s actually ridiculous. He can’t get enough of all these noises and the feeling of Y/N’s hand in his hair and he hates how much he misses her aggressive hair grab right now, how much he wants to go back in time and let Y/N touch him however she wants, he wants to be touched so much it actually pains him…

“Hey, why are you angry?” Y/N speaks up between two heated kisses.

“Am I?” Katsuki asks, utterly confused. He genuinely didn’t realize he’s being… aggressive? Is he? Oh my god, he went too far, isn’t he?!

“You are overthinking.” Y/N smiles and Katsuki feels like weight has been lifted off his chest. “You weren’t aggressive per se, just… your movements were a bit… on edge. It’s more like a feeling than something you’ve actually done, if that makes any sense.” She says and Katsuki falls in love all over again.

“You know me better than I know myself, what the fuck.” Katsuki goes back for a light kiss. “I was getting frustrated because you can’t touch me. I think.” He admits with a slight blush on his face, which he tries to hide by snuggling into his girlfriend’s neck.

“I know what you mean, I feel the same.” Y/N sighs. “Maybe we should just stick with the cuddles for now. My body is numb and I hate how I can’t feel you properly.” Y/N smiles sadly. “I miss you, even though you are right here. And I can’t do anything about it. Katsuki I…” Y/N whimpers and Katsuki finally looses his shit.

“I love you.” He jumps into Y/N’s sentence.

Well… shit.

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“I love you.” Katsuki says with a straight face while staring right into your eyes.

There is a lot of things going on in your body right now; you feel like you are falling again, but for a completely different reason, your heart definitely just beat out of rhythm and you swear you got dizzy for a second. You never thought Katsuki’s going to be first one to say this and fuck how much you hate being disabled right now.

“Fuck’s sake Katsuki I hate this stupid fucking sickness right now.” You yell, completely frustrated. “I’ve been wanting to tell you this for so fucking long, Goddammit! And now I can’t even straddle you and kiss you senseless. I had it all planned out in my head!” Katsuki looks at you with massive eyes, his mouth twitching from trying to not smile. “Don’t you fucking dare laughing at me!” You threaten, but it sounds weak and whiny.

“I know you said no kissing but I’ll fucking kiss you right now, even if you hate it.” Katsuki murmurs in a deep voice and oh you wish to be able to feel anything right now because you are quite sure that sentence went right between your legs.

“For the love of god, please.” You whine and thankfully, Katsuki doesn’t wait around for long to kiss you deeply, again.

Katsuki’s kisses are something else, even in this condition. It’s scorching hot and so full of emotions, especially now, and somehow, probably out of pure rage, you somehow manage to move your arms enough to touch his side under his shirt, and the sound he made at the contact was worth your hard work; he made a low grumble at the sudden touch, the sound almost animalistic, and just as your hand is about to plop back down, he catches it and puts it back on his abs, letting you map out his six pack with the help of his own hands, tiny whimpers leaving his mouth as you try your best to feel around.

“I love you too, by the way.” You mumble between two heated kisses and Katsuki answers with a tiny bite on your lower lip and you can’t help the loud moan escaping your mouth.

It is just your luck that someone chooses this moment to barge in through the main door.

“Hello…ooo…?!” The girls voice changes from relatively loud to a high pitched whine as she takes in the view in front of her. Katsuki jumps off you and ends up on the floor with a loud thud. You can’t help but laugh. “Bakubro, you can’t keep your hands to yourself, can ya’?” Mina teases and it doesn’t take Katsuki long to make his first explosion towards the pink girl.

“Learn to knock, you fucking cavewoman.” Katsuki yells, his face almost literally on fire.

“Well, sorry man, you said your girlie has a medical issue so the thought of you two fornicating on the sofa didn’t even cross my mind. She looks fine to me, though.” Pinky adds quietly, her face confused.

“I can’t move my arms and legs properly. I’m numb all over. It’s the after effect of me stopping my medication. It’s a long story.” You mumble awkwardly.

“And you let this madman devour you in this condition? Sweetie, have some respect for yourself!” Mina coos, but there is a cheeky smile on her face.

“I know he will stop if I tell him to. He’s not an idiot.”

“Thank you!” Katsuki yells, still sitting on the floor, probably trying his best to hide the tent in his pants.

“Bro, you are a lucky fuck, ain’t ya’.” Pinky sighs. “I’m Ashido Mina by the way, nice to meet you. Good job taming the beast of our friend group, all my respects to you, girlie.“ Mina barely dodges Katsuki’s sparking hands. “Calm down, Lover Boy, I’m doing you a favor, don’t I?” Mina takes her massive backpack in her hands and opens it up.

“Are we ready for my girlie-haul?” Mina grins cheekily and you swear you can see Katsuki completely paling as he looks into the backpack.

Well, this will be fun.

…Next Chapter!

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Chapter 6 - Bakugou is bad at feelings.

Summary: Katsuki calls a “Bakusquad SOS meeting” after freaking out about Y/N’s constant moping. The Menace gets ready for her rehabilitation week but shit goes sideways.

Well… at least she’s not alone.

Warnings: Swear words, descriptions of not being able to move, Bakusquad asks some questions about sex.

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“Bakugou, why are we here.” Mina sighs as she tries to find a comfortable position. “And why do we need to do this in your meeting room?! What is this, even?!”

“You said I can always count on the stupid Bakusquad when I’m in need. I am in fucking need you pink idiot.”

Bakugou… assembled a meeting. By himself. With the Bakusquad. I know, it’s a shocker; but he is fucking desperate.

It has been a few days since the whole making out shenanigan and Katsuki can’t even look into the Menace’s eyes properly. He’s not avoiding his girlfriend per se; he says hello and goodbye, he brings her lunch and smiles when she eats it; but he might have a little issue with the whole intimacy thing… it’s just a bit much right now, okay?

He can make up for the lack of intimacy with other kind of things like acts of service or gifts or words of affirmation, at least that’s what his therapist told him.

Well…

His therapist is full of shit, because that was apparently the wrong thing to do because the Menace is fucking depressed now.

“You haven’t messaged us for months, Bakubro.” Sero adds helpfully. Well, no shit.

“Yet here you fucking are, Tape face.” Katsuki retorts. “If you don’t want to be here, there’s the fucking door.” Katsuki yells and… fuck, he can’t do this. “You know what? Meeting dismissed. See you all at your fucking funerals.”

“Hey, hey, let’s calm down for a minute, okay there, bro?” Kirishima stands up and comes around the table to give Katsuki’s shoulders a few calming taps. “We are all here for you, Katsuki, my man. The squad just misses you. It’s a normal thing to feel sad when your favorite bro cancels on you three months in a row.”

“Why the fuck are relationships so fucking complicated!” Katsuki slams his smoking fists on the table.

“Okay bro, talk to us. It’s fine. You are fine. We are all fine. Sorry for interrupting.” Mina sighs.

This is not going well.

“Sorry we’re late!” Deku and Half and half bastard barges in through the door, panting heavily.

“Hey.” Halfie mumbles. Katsuki rolls his eyes.

Why did he call the two to this meeting? Well, definitely not for advice; those two are the stupidest when it comes to relationships, but since Katsuki’s terrible quirk accident, he’s been trying to be a bit kinder to those two. When he was quirked by this villain called Anguish he’s been told off by baby Deku for all the terrible things he’s done to him and well… he feels terrible about it. So here they are. Yeah.

“My fucking girlfriend is depressed. I need some advice. Tell me what to do or whatever.” Katsuki sits down, defeated.

Half of the gang screams and there are so many questions flying around Katsuki can’t even comprehend a single one of them.

“Guys, let’s calm down and ask questions one by one.” Kirishima speaks up and fuck, Katsuki is so fucking thankful for his best friend right now. “Sero, you start.”

“You have a girlfriend?! Like an actual human being with feelings and stuff?”

“No, I’m dating a fucking blow up doll, Tape Face, honestly.”

“Is she fucked up in the head or something?” Mina mutters; Katsuki makes sure she won’t ask stupid questions again by sending an explosion to her face.

“That was really mean, Mina. I think I know who Kacchan’s girlfriend is and she’s an amazing person and Kacchan loves her very much. Kacchan almost lost his mind when she was gone due to a quirk for a day. She also jumped in front of Kacchan to save him that day.” Izuku reprimands.

“Actually, it’s not her.” Katsuki says with a shit eating smirk. Izuku pales completely.

“I… I’m so sorry Kacchan, I shouldn’t have made assumptions, I just… you two would be a really nice couple and you both care about each other and…” He starts to mumble, ashamed of himself and Katsuki can’t help but laugh at that.

“I’m just joking, Izuku, calm your tits. Of course it’s her.”

“Kacchan called me Izuku and joked with me.” He pales again, dumbfounded. “Oh my god… Kacchan!” Izuku jumps up from the chair, crying a river on the way to Katsuki’s seat. He jumps into Katsuki’s lap, his arms snaking around his shoulders as he cries.

“Jesus, nerd.” Katsuki sighs; he really wants to choke his past self for being an absolute ass to this annoying little prick. He can feel his fucking love overflowing after repressing it for so long. He can also smell smoke coming from Todoroki’s direction. “Go back to your seat before your boyfriend burns me alive.” Katsuki whispers into the green nerd’s ear who moves back to his seat begrudgingly; Todoroki is half frozen and half burning by the time he gets back.

“So everyone fucking knows about this girl but me, great.” Mina sighs, offended.

“Well, you literally just questioned his girlfriend’s mental well-being for dating him, I don’t think you have any rights to be offended.” For Katsuki’s surprise, it was Todoroki who called her out. How did he not realize how good his friends are? Katsuki wants to cry.

“Fair.”

“So Kacchan… uhm… what do you guys do in your free time?” Izuku asks first.

“Our free time? We see each other all day, she’s my assistant, you fucking know that.” Katsuki retorts, confused.

“Like, where do you go on dates? How often?” Kaminari tries to help.

“Dates? We don’t… date? We went to see the old hag the other day, does that count?”

There is a tiny “aww” coming from Mina. Okay, that’s good.

“Oh, so you guys just go to your place and hang out after work?” Sero jumps in.

“We are together the whole day so we don’t do any of that?”

The whole gang goes silent. Like, dead silent. Okay, what the fuck?

“So you guys do all the romance stuff in your office?! That’s nasty!” Mina makes a disgusted face.

“Fuck no, we… don’t do that kind of stuff in the office. No. Well, there was that one time we almost did but that was an accident.” Katsuki mutters, embarrassed. He feels like he’s missing something here.

“Wait…” Kaminari speaks up again. “So how often do you kiss her? And sorry to be so straightforward but… how often do you guys have sex?” The whole gang nods approvingly at that. What the…?!

“I kissed her a few days ago? We don’t do sex… yet. We hug… sometimes. I bring her coffee every day.” Katsuki says the last sentence proudly. The whole gang gawks, even Eijirou.

“Katsuki, what the hell, man?! You see Y/N every single day and you don’t even kiss her goodbye?” Eijirou shoves him angrily. Katsuki has no idea what he’s done wrong.

“Are you sure you like her that way, Katsuki?” Sero asks with actually worry in his eyes.

“What the fuck, yes, I fucking do. I fucking LOVE her ass! I wouldn’t be dating her otherwise! Am I really that fucking bad at this?!” Katsuki yells and his words are met with silence.

“Bro, she really fucking loves you if she haven’t broken up with you yet. This is really bad. Like, super-duper bad. I once forgot to give Kyouka a good night kiss and I had to sleep on the sofa then she broke up with me the next day.” Kaminari retorts, his voice deep and quiet like he’s telling a horror story.

“Okay that’s a bit dramatic, but yes Katsuki, you need to change your behavior really soon.” Mina reprimands.

“Ladies need love and affection, Katsuki. You need to cherish them, show them your vulnerable side, be open for anything any time. Even when you are busy, make sure to smile at her.” Sero adds helpfully.

“Hello kisses and goodbye kisses are really important as well, Kacchan. Otherwise, just touch them when you feel like you want to. And always reciprocate her touches. Always.“

“Yes, otherwise she’ll think you don’t like her anymore. And she will cry. There’ll be so many tears, Katsuki, so many… it never stops. It’s terrible.” Shouto adds with a shaky voice. Izuku grabs Shouto’s hands on the table in a soothing manner.

“I think that’s just me, Shouto. Y/N wouldn’t cry so much. She would probably just mope around and cry at home where no one sees.” Izuku says and that’s when it hits Katsuki; he really-really fucked this up.

“She’s moping around so much and I swear her eyes were red the other day. Fuck I need to fix this… oh my god, how do I fix this?!” Katsuki yells, panicked. No, his hands are not shaking, his muscles are just… spasming. Shut the fuck up.

“You really love her, don’t you?” Mina gives him a knowing smile, her eyes fond and happy.

“She’s the most badass woman I’ve ever met. She’s so annoyingly perfect, it blows my mind every fucking time. She can even kick my ass in a fight, like what the fuck? I feel all the shitty butterflies and all that jazz. It’s ridiculous. Fuck, I miss her so fucking much when she’s not in.” Katsuki whines. Then Kirishima’s phone makes an annoying sound; it sounds like he sent a message to someone.

“… aaaand, that’s sorted. I recorded your beautiful speech and sent it to her. Now everyone run before Katsuki explodes. Thanks for coming, let’s go for drinks next week, bye!” Kirishima is out of the door before Katsuki has time to comprehend what just happened.

Kirishima will need to call the maintenance again. Some of the windows magically exploded.

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You wake up to a message from Kirishima on this lovely Sunday morning; hero agencies don’t have the weekends off so you are just about to get ready and go in anyway so you are not sure what the message is about; maybe it’s because you had a few days off to get ready for the dreadful week ahead of you? Will he not be in when you arrive and wanted to give you a heads up?

Ahh, you should probably just check it instead of making up stories, but it’s too early for you to give a fuck.

After your first cup of coffee you finally check your phone; you click on the video and there he is, your beautiful boy with a not-so-beautiful frown on his face. Ahh, you miss him.

“She’s the most badass woman I’ve ever met. She’s so annoyingly perfect, it blows my mind every fucking time. She can even kick my ass in a fight, like what the fuck? I feel all the shitty butterflies and all that jazz. It’s ridiculous. Fuck, I miss her so fucking much when she’s not in.”

Okay, that’s not what you expected. Is it edited? It must be. There is no way the big Bakugou Katsuki aka Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight said any of those in front of other people. But wait, these people around him… are these his old friends?! What are they doing in your meeting room? Oh my god, is this the end of world? Another world war?!

Should you cry over the nice words or is this the time to put on your best clothes, so you can die pretty? Does it even matter if it’s the end of the world though? Will anyone find you? Probably not.

With that said, you take out your new favorite hoodie; well, technically it’s Katsuki’s but there no way you’ll give it back, it smells just like him after all. Apparently, the burnt sugar smell stays in his clothing even after washing if he’s used it for long enough. You can’t wait to get your hands on more clothing, you swear his scent is better than the fanciest perfume. You quickly finish your breakfast and make your way to the office; you are only supposed to start around 12 as you finished all your paperwork yesterday so honestly, the only reason your go in is to do your hours and be with your favorite blonde. Mostly… to see your favorite blonde. It’s not like you can see him anywhere else, can you? There is no fucking way you’ll ask him on a date, he would probably scream your head off for being an idiot, even though you are already heartbroken for not being able to see him for a whole week until your medical situation gets sorted. Maybe you should have told him about it… ahh, it’s too late now anyway, the big day is tomorrow and it would be way too sudden for him. Katsuki doesn’t like sudden things.

It will be fine. It will all be fucking fine.

You really need to stop freaking out…

“Good… afternoon? Morning? The fuck is the time? Ahh, it’s noon. Good… noon to you, girlfriend.” Katsuki mumbles as you come through the office door. Okay, something is definitely wrong.

“Are you… quirked or something?” You ask carefully, staring at your blonde companion as he slowly comes closer and closer.

“The fuck are you talking about?!” Katsuki yells. Okay, that’s more like it. “Can I not be… nice to my girlfriend?”

“No, you certainly can. Yeah. It will make me wanna kiss you though.” You grin at him but for your surprise, he doesn’t roll your eyes at you this time.

“Okay.” He murmurs as he stops right in front of you; in one swift move he grabs your hair and pulls you into the hottest kiss the world has ever seen; he tugs, he pulls, he grabs, he nips; you can’t help but whimper into his mouth and he answers with a low grumble as his tongue darts over your lips and barges into your mouth without a warning. Suddenly, he jerks away; you have a strong urge to grab the man and throw him on the sofa and but you decide against it; you don’t want to get into another awkward situation with Kirishima.

“Okay, that’s it for now.” Katsuki mumbles between two pants; he says that and he does indeed starts to walk back to his office desk but he stops midway and runs back to give you another peck. “Now I’m done.” Katsuki says with a red face, looking around the office like he wasn’t the one decorating it.

“Uhm… I got a video from Kirishima. I miss you too when you’re not in. A lot, actually.” You mumble shyly.

“You off from tomorrow?” Katsuki mumbles under his nose.

“For a week, yeah.”

“You know where I live.” Katsuki retorts and you look at him with a confused face. “Come over… when you miss me. Or not. Whatever. I don’t care. No, I do. Care, I mean. Ahh, fuck.” Katsuki continues mumbling then he shuts himself up by coming over for another cheeky kiss. “Fuck, how am I supposed to work like this?!”

Okay, something is not right. Something is definitely not right.

“Like what?” Your voice is full of worry. “Katsuki, what’s going on? You are scaring me! Like, it’s really nice, but it’s not how you usually behave?” You really don’t want to make him mad or make him feel like being so open about his feelings is a bad thing, but at the same time, you don’t want him to force himself to do this for you.

“You were so gloomy the last few days! Then you asked for a week off…” Katsuki rambles. “I still don’t know what I’ve done wrong so I asked the guys and they said I should be happy you didn’t dump me yet… I asked what the fuck should I do then and they said I should just hug you and kiss you whenever I feel like it, so I thought I’ll give it a fucking try but I want to kiss you and hug you every single minute, like what the fuck?! Since when am I the clingy asshole?!” Katsuki yells, ashamed of himself.

That’s it. You love him… So fucking much, it’s actually ridiculous.

“You are so silly, oh my god. I won’t dump you and I’m not mad at you for anything. I had a stressful appointment with my doctor so I was a bit out of it this week. And for your information, I also want to kiss you and hug you every single moment.” You smile at the hero.

“So this is just normal, basic ass lovey-dovey shit?” Katsuki asks with a face of a 5 year old boy who asked about sex for the first time.

“Yeah, just normal, basic ass lovely-dovey shit.” You giggle.

“I still don’t understand, but okay.” Katsuki murmurs, but finally, he manages to smile. “Now don’t look at me and do your work. I need to finish this assignment. Then I’m gonna cuddle the shit out of you.” He pouts and you literally need to hide your mouth to stop yourself from making a high pitched, annoying noise. Since when is Katsuki so cute?! Oh my god, he is absolutely fucking adorable! Look at his little pout and the cute red cheeks and nose and oh my god, even the top of his ears are red?!

“I absolutely fucking adore you, Bakugou Katsuki.” You whisper under your nose.

“What?”

“Nothing. Finish your assignment.”

Damn, you really don’t want to be away from this madman for a whole week. Fuck, you want to stay with him so much.

“Don’t tell me what to do, Menace.”

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It’s the big day today. The day you don’t take your meds in the evening.

Needless to say, you are absolutely freaking out right now; you really want to have someone with you, someone who can hold your hands and tell you to stop being so terrified, but your bestie is out of the country and Katsuki… well, you definitely don’t want your boyfriend of a few weeks to see you like this. Whatever happens when the meds run out is not going to be nice.

The day goes by quite quickly; you do your weekly shopping for food because you probably won’t be able to get out of the house for a whole week, you put water and snacks all over the place in case shit goes terribly wrong and you can’t make it to the kitchen; you are absolutely ready for everything and now all you need to do is to wait it out. You still have a few hours to spare before the inevitable though so you decide to send Katsuki a message about something totally random, because you miss his grumpy ass. It only takes the blonde a second to actually read the message and another few more moments to call you instead of texting back.

“Move your fucking ass over to my place. Now.”

Katsuki yells into the phone and the line goes dead.

Well. This is not how you thought your first day being on holiday will go. Okay, calling it a holiday is a bit of a stretch, it’s more like a secret sick leave disguised as a holiday, but still.

You have no idea what to do right now. In a few hours you’ll miss your usual dose and things will probably go to shit the next day. You are quite sure nothing’s going to happen right away so technically, going to see Katsuki today is probably a good idea as you won’t be able to get out of the house for the rest of the week, but it does frighten you a little bit to leave the house in such a vulnerable state.

You do want to see Katsuki though and this is the first time he’s asked you over to his flat, so there is no way in hell you will decline his invitation.

That’s sorted then.

You put on a hoodie and some proper looking trousers and you are out of the door before you have time to think about all the stress that comes with skipping your medication.

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“What took you so fucking long.” Katsuki grumbles by the entrance of his fancy ass flat.

“Sorry?” You mumble but Katsuki cuts you off; his arms snake around your shoulders and hugs you protectively, mumbling profanities into your ear about hating everything and everyone.

You’ve never thought you will live for long enough to hear Katsuki whine about life while acting like a lovesick puppy. You fucking love it.

“Shitty day?” You whisper into your boyfriend’s ear, who only answers you by pulling you closer. “It’s okay now, I’m here to make your day even worse.” You giggle into his hair while you embrace the moping hero. Coming here was the best decision.

“Rookie mistake.” Katsuki finally grins and you can’t help but laugh while you push him away playfully. “Come on now, I wanna cuddle and shit.”

“Wow, you amaze me every day, Kats.” You giggle as you make your way towards his expensive looking sofa to plop down right away. “So what happened at work?” You ask, worried.

“It was boring as fuck. Paperwork. You weren’t there.” The blonde mumbles as he sits down next you; he doesn’t wait a single second before he pulls you close a little bit aggressively, but this is Katsuki, so you don’t take any offense. He also just told you he missed you, so needless to say you are in seventh heaven.

“What will you do without me for the whole week?” You ask quietly as your hand wanders on the blonde’s stomach.

“You will come over every day.” The blonde grumbles back and your stomach drops; you should have told him about your medical condition sooner. Fuck.

“Kats, I won’t be able to come over after tomorrow…” You mumble into your boyfriend’s chest. “The doctor wants me to stop taking my medication and I might not be able to move properly for the next few days…”

“What the fuck?” Katsuki pushes you away, angry. “Why didn’t you tell me?! Are you fucking kidding me?” He yells, and honestly, he is so fucking right. That was a really shitty move.

“I didn’t want you to see me like that, fuck!” You yell back, heartbroken. “It was stupid and selfish, I know that, but…”

“But what? Fucking what, you Menace?! I’m your fucking boyfriend!” Katsuki doesn’t stop yelling, and while you know you should probably tell him to stop, you can’t. “I’m supposed to be there for you! Take care of your weak fucking ass! That’s what I fucking signed up for! Am I not good enough for you or what the fuck?!”

“Kats, please stop yelling, I’m sorry. I just told you, didn’t I?!” Katsuki ignores you completely.

“When will you stop taking the meds?” He asks, only half-yelling this time.

“Today? I didn’t bring them with me. So…”

Apparently that wasn’t the right thing to say because Katsuki jumps off the sofa and starts pacing anxiously.”

“So you came over and then wanted to go home while off your meds, ALONE, in the middle of the fucking night?!” He yells again, and now that he said that out loud, it really sounds extremely stupid.

“I wanted to get a taxi…”

“You wanted to sit into a strangers car, when there is a possibility for you to not be able to make it to your fucking flat on your fucking legs?!”

Oh man. Oh man, you fucked up.

“It won’t kick in that quickly…”

“You don’t know that!!!” Katsuki retorts with a red face.

“You are right. I’m a fucking idiot. And I fucked up your already shitty day even more, so… I think I’m gonna go.”

“Don’t you fucking think about it, princess.” Katsuki spits through his teeth, completely mental. In only a few steps, he makes his way to his door and locks it with a code. Your whole body tenses for a few seconds, then some weird tingles go down your spine but it doesn’t make any sense because you still feel safe with him even if he closed the only exit for you, you shouldn’t feel so… frozen just because he’s trying to help you… unless…

“Kats…”

“Don’t talk to me right now.”

“Something’s wrong.” You mumble with teary eyes. Your whole body feels like it’s falling, but you are still sitting safely on the sofa. You try to move your arms and they do work, but the motion slow, like a sloth trying to reach the nearest branch. You try to take the remote in your hands but it falls back on the cushion when you try to lift it. Katsuki stares at you with eyes the size of saucers, absolutely terrified.

“Y/N?” Katsuki whispers right before he starts sprinting back to you.

Well, shit.

… Next Chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- Wow, it’s happening! I’ve been sitting on this idea for ages and I couldn’t wait to write it down! I love how overprotective Katsuki is and oh my god, you guys will fall in love with him all over again when you see his reaction to the whole situation.

- Btw I absolutely love Izuku’s reactions to Kacchan’s (almost) nice words, I definitely need them to interact more in the future! Also, can we talk about jealous Shouto? Because I’m kinda low key in love with his possessiveness.

Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated as always! Send me your thoughts, they always motivate me to write quicker! 💥

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Bakugou Katsuki’s Daily Shenanigans!

Season 2!

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Chapter 1: Relationship 101 with Bakugou Katsuki!

Summary: Bakugou Katsuki fell in love and he hates it. He hates the fluttery feeling in his stomach, he hates how his chest feels when he looks at you, ha hates how his heart starts pounding in his chest every time you leave a tiny kiss on his cheek; Bakugou Katsuki is 100% sure he’s allergic to his girlfriend.

In this story, Bakugou Katsuki learns how to be in a relationship. For the first time in his life he’s struggling to get the thing right, but thankfully, he has the most caring and understanding girlfriend the world has ever seen. That doesn’t mean he’s not getting smacked in the head a few times though. There is a reason why his girlfriend’s nickname is ‘the Menace.’

This season can be read as a stand-alone, but I highly recommend you to start at the beginning to actually understand the story properly!

Tags: Established relationship, aged up characters, fluff, comedy

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Other minor background ships: TodoDeku, KamiJirou (they are married in this AU), Kirishima has a crush on an unknown lady working in a coffee shop 🌚

General warnings for this season: Swear words, highly suggestive, possibly sexual content (haven’t decided yet), mentions of sexual topics, potential mentions of injuries and fights etc.

18+ for safety! New warnings on every chapter.

Also, the writer of the story is a foreigner, so don’t kill her if she makes a mistake, thank you 🩷

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Want to start from the beginning?

Click here for Season 1!

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Mr. Katsuki doesn’t give a fuck about romance.

He doesn’t understand why do people need to be so disgustingly cheesy with each other, he doesn’t understand what’s so good about being in love and he definitely doesn’t understand how did he end up in a committed relationship.

Yes, Bakugou Katsuki, 25 years old Number 2 pro hero is in fucking love and he hates every single minute of it.

He hates it.

So much.

So-so much.

The cuddles? Nah. It gives him all these fluttery-jittery shitty feelings and his heart is probably allergic to it because there is no way it should beat that quickly.

The kisses? Well, they don’t have too much of an experience in that yet as the first time they kissed Katsuki didn’t kiss back as he was too busy having a mental breakdown, then their next kiss was so heated he almost did some unspeakable things to his brand new girlfriend and he had to run home to take care of his misbehaving “friend” and take a really cold shower to stop himself for running back to the office… and that was a terrible experience. Then this whole lovey-dovey thing got awkward. He has no idea what the fuck is he doing and every time he decides to kiss Y/N, his heart wants to explode and he doesn’t want to die so… he’s not doing it.

The sex? Well… they are not there yet but even the thought of it makes Mr. Katsuki insane. In a bad way, of course.

Of course…

Also! No one fucking told him you can get addicted to a person. Love should be illegal. This is terrible. Mr. Katsuki can barely sleep during the night because his fucking mind can’t stop thinking about The Menace and about all the things he… would probably absolutely hate doing. Like cuddling in bed. Or making out until the morning. Or doing other stuff until the morning then call in sick to work, because they are old and their backs hurt. Disgusting. Just disgusting.

Mr. Katsuki is definitely sick in the head. This is all nonsense. He’s not going into his office to be the best hero anymore, but to see Y/N in his shitty oversized hoodies and daydream about her wearing his hoodies instead.

Okay, what the fuck, no.

Fucking no.

Mr. Katsuki hates everyone and everything right now but the one he hates the most is…

“You fucking Menace, get out of my fucking head, I can’t sleep because of you!” Mr. Katsuki yells at his significant other on this lovely Thursday morning.

Ahh, she’s so fucking cute before her first coffee, what the fuck. She looks so confused, Katsuki really wants to kiss her senseless.

Wait, what?

“Aww, that was so fucking cheesy, what the fuck.”

… Nevermind, the urge is gone.

“It wasn’t a compliment, you dipshit!” Katsuki yells again with a face red as a tomato.

“I’ll just act offended then, but can I have my coffee now?”

Y/N comes way too close for Bakugou’s liking. Is it really necessary to stand so close to him? It gives his heart a hard time. Being allergic to your girlfriend sucks.

“Who said it’s yours?” The blonde retorts. Maybe he just wanted to bring his best friend a coffee. Or have two coffees.

“It’s mine now.” The Menace puts her mouth on Mr. Katsuki’s cheek, which makes his heart act up again. She snatches the coffee out of his hand while he’s distracted and sits back down happily to finish her paperwork.

Mr. Katsuki hates The Menace. So-so much.

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Kirishima is really happy for his best friend, but he is also mentally scarred.

It was only a few days ago when he accidentally walked in on his best friend and his assistant having a heated sparring session with their tongues; he will never forget seeing Y/N’s hands almost completely down Katsuki’s pants while his blonde bestie was busy squeezing the shit out of her thighs on his office desk.

Now look, Kirishima knows this is his fault; he’s the one who hired Y/N just to keep himself entertained, knowing the two will be at each other’s throats most of the time, making a mess in the office as they both have the same personality and none of them knows how to back down. It really has started as a really expensive joke. What Kirishima didn’t expect was to watch those two fall for each other in the middle of their heated arguments. It was so fucking obvious yet so unbelievable, but Kirishima then decided to push them to their limits and actually made it happen; he came up with the stupid idea of closing the two in the same hotel room for a few days for a mission, but Kirishima’s joke almost cost both of their lives; the suspect ended up to be Y/N’s biggest enemy who’s been waiting to get revenge on her for arresting his gang buddies a few years ago.

Long story short, the drama escalated, Katsuki got quirked with a quirk called “Anguish” which basically made him extremely depressed and suicidal for a day and he was saved by a massive bitch slap and a ferocious kiss by the love of his life; kinda like in the cheesy romantic movies Kirishima adores. Kirishima is absolutely not jealous. Not at all.

Also, Y/N became a great friend to Kirishima during her employment; she’s a fierce, honest woman from abroad, beautiful, proud and intelligent. She’s also an amazing (currently) ex-hero who got wounded in a massive fight for her country and had to step down completely after almost losing her life. She was bedridden for months, unable to eat, shower or do anything alone and even after getting better she was forced to stay far away from actual hero work for a while, hence why she decided to join a hero agency as an assistant; this kept her close to her dream in a safe way and also let her live in her favorite country.

Kirishima will never forget Bakugou’s face when he realized Y/N was the number one hero of her country while Katsuki was stuck at number 2 thanks to Deku. They had a spar which ended up being more like a foreplay than an actual battle but Y/N won anyway; she has the most OP quirk the world has ever seen. She can activate any quirk she can come up with and alternate it in any way or use multiple quirks at once if she concentrates on them enough. Like what the fuck man, that’s cheating.

So yeah, Y/N is a great friend of Kirishima and he’s really happy for his friends but he will never get over Katsuki’s horny face that’s for sure.

But…

After that one incident on their first day of being a couple, the two… well… they went back to their normal selves. And Kirishima is really bloody confused.

“The fuck are you yapping about you fucking extra?!” Katsuki yells, his eyes piercing through the skull of this poor guy who works as a side kick at the agency. Kirishima can’t lie, Mizuto isn’t his favorite guy either, he’s sensitive and overdramatic but he hid it really well at the interview. Kirishima hates himself for putting these two in the same meeting room instead of doing two separate meetings, one with the bosses (and Y/N) and one with the extras, as Katsuki likes to call them.

“I’m saying that your leading techniques are harsh and rude and I don’t appreciate you talking down on me!” He yells and Katsuki stands up; he gets pulled back to his chair by Y/N.

“Shut the fuck up, the both of you, I have a migraine!”

“Then go the fuck home…” Katsuki can’t finish his sentence as Y/N randomly creates a spray bottle full of water and sprays the hero on the side of his face; the way some stupid people do with cats when they misbehave. Letting Y/N meet Momo Yaozoru was another terrible mistake of Kirishima’s. Katsuki does not appreciate the gesture and throws an explosion at Y/N but she deflects it with a mirroring quirk; Katsuki moves away and the explosion hits the window and blasts through it.

Great. They need to change the windows again. Kirishima really thought that with these two getting together, all the aggression will fade away but apparently that’s not the case; are they even together or did they just have a moment which Kirishima awkwardly interrupted? Kirishima was sure they are a couple, especially as none of them moved away from each other when he found them in each other’s arms.

He needs to investigate.

After the meeting and a phone call to the maintenance - they don’t even ask questions anymore, they just give them a full day long appointment because they know them so well by now - Kirishima asks Katsuki to come to his office for a quick “catch up”. Katsuki does not appreciate being called into the office like a fucking extra, especially as they are supposed to be co-leading the agency but Kiri only smiles in Katsuki’s pouting face.

“Bro, I just called you here to gossip. I wanted to know what happened after I left that day.” Kirishima winks and Katsuki looks away with a massive blush on his face. He’s fucking adorable.

“Nothing. I went home.” Honestly, this guy is a pain in the ass. Why can’t he take a hint?!

“So… did you kiss since?”

“No.”

“Uhm…” Kirishima wonders what the fuck should he say to that. ‘Did you fuck’ just doesn’t sound right. “So you two are not…?” Kirishima can’t finish the sentence as an explosion hits his face. He should have seen that coming. His eyes sting now.

“Do you have a crush on my girlfriend or what?!” Katsuki yells and Kirishima grins; it takes a few seconds for the blonde to realize what he’d just said; his face contorts into a frown and sits back, mumbling profanities to no one in particular.

“I got all the information I wanted. You are dismissed. Congratulations!” Kirishima’s shit eating grin can be seen even from the moon, that’s how massive it is.

Ahh, young love.

“Fuck you.” Katsuki mumbles and leaves the office, almost breaking his door for the 700th time. Ahh, never mind, the maintenance guys will probably have a spare with them anyway.

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You are on your last few bits of paperwork when a bewildered Katsuki comes into your shared office.

“What.”

Katsuki throws himself into his chair, he rolls around like a kid, left to right then in circles before he answers. He’s so fucking adorable. Goddamnit.

“Kirishima is in my ass, asking stupid questions about you.” He pouts and you laugh; Katsuki doesn’t like to be laughed at so he sends a tiny spark towards you, not even strong enough to travel to the right destination.

“I can help you forget the conversation.” You wink jokingly, but your boyfriend only rolls his eyes. There is a slight a blush on his face he can’t really hide, but by the look of it, he doesn’t want to anyway.

“Which part of ‘taking it slow’ do you not understand, you bloody woman?” Katsuki yells but there is no edge to his voice; for anyone else this would sound offensive, but for you, it just sounds pained; he’s clearly still getting used to all of this and while you can barely stop yourself from kissing him senseless every day, you can absolutely understand him.

“I know. I won’t do anything you don’t want. Calm down.” You murmur, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible to not freak your brand new boyfriend out.

“I’ve never said I don’t want it. I just want to take it slow.”

Well, that sentence went straight between your legs. No one can judge you for being like that after dancing around each other for literal months. It’s the honeymoon phase. It will pass.

“C’mere.” Katsuki grunts and you jump up from your desk to walk towards your boyfriend. He manhandles you into his lap while snuggling his face into your chest and sighs. You can only hope he can’t feel the way you shivered all over from the hotness of his breath.

“Better?” You ask, faking nonchalance.

“No, I hate it. Makes me feel all tingly wiggly and shit. Relationships suck.” He murmurs and you can’t stop the laugh bubbling up in your chest.

“Yeah, me too. I hate it so much. It’s terrible.” You bite your lips to stop yourself from laughing and the blonde looks up at you, arching his eyebrows in disapproval.

“Don’t make that face. I hate it.” He grumbles, but you can see how his eyes light up as he looks down; he licks his lips while staring at yours but he doesn’t move towards you; you really want to tackle this man and kiss some sense into him. “Now go away, I need to finish the paperwork.”

Well, you are dismissed now! You go back to your desk, giggling to yourself like a lovesick teenager; he’s so fucking cute. Oh my god, since when are you such a sap?!

“How long will you be staring at me?” Katsuki mumbles begrudgingly.

“I can do this all day.”

He tries his best to look offended but you can’t miss the way his mouth quirks up as he shamelessly ignores you for the rest of the day.

Well, this will be a long run but fuck if it’s not worth it for those small smiles only you can see.

Maybe one day, it won’t be so hard to initiate contact with him. One day, you might be able to give him a kiss without being told off for it. That day is not today though but that’s fine; he can take as much time as he needs because you’ll be there, waiting for him. If you need to, you’ll wait for him forever.

“Thanks… Y/N.” He mumbles with a red face but doesn’t look up from his laptop; you smile to yourself and doesn’t answer; you don’t need to. He knows you well enough to know what your answer would be anyway.

You really love this fucking madman.

…Next chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- Welcome to the ‘potato ramble’ section of the ficc. This is where are I talk to myself while you roll your eyes at home thinking ‘I ain’t got time for your shit, fella.” I’ll ramble about the story or about a random things you don’t want to/need to know about the writer. I’ll try to behave.

- Sorry if there’s barely anything new in this chapter, this is more like a chapter 0 than a chapter one and it also gives you a brief recap in case you have the brain capacity of a goldfish as I do and you forget the main story by the time you get to the second season. Yeah, sorry. I hope you still enjoyed it though!

- The “I can do this all day” bit was a Captain America reference.

- If there’s anything you want to see in this ficc, let me know and I might use your idea!

- About the potential cheekiness in the ficc… please tell me what do you prefer. Brief mentions of their cheeky deeds? Detailed first time? Nothing? Potatoes? French fries or mashed? Or should I just write about Katsuki’s pigeon, Steve? Tell me your thoughts because I honestly don’t know what I want to do. 😂

- YES, I’m sleep deprived right now, how did you know?!

- I’ll shut up for today, I think I confused you enough for one day. Have a lovely week!

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Chapter 15 - The first fight

Summary: Kirishima goes over to Katsuki’s to see how’s Y/N doing. He sees… uhm… things.

Y/N and Katsuki slowly move in together but they can’t stop fighting about Y/N’s hero work so Mr. Third Wheel Kirishima decides to kick some sense into the two.

Warnings: Swear words, mentions of doing the cheeky, but no details or anything! 5 seconds of angst. 😂

First Chapter Master List

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Kirishima didn’t mean to pry.

He just wanted to see how Y/N’s appointment went, that’s all.

Why didn’t he knock, you ask? He has a spare key, duh. Why would he, anyway? Katsuki is his best bro, he doesn’t need to knock on Katsuki’s door.

Well… he absolutely hates himself right now for even coming over.

Why, you ask?

Oh well, you have a shit load of questions, don’t you?!

Just let him finish his fucking story, goddamnit!

So Eijirou went in with his spare key. He went in and sat down on the sofa with his laptop; it was paperwork day so he could absolutely wait around for the two to come back from their appointment and Katsuki’s sofa is really comfortable so at least his back won’t be aching tomorrow from all the crouching. He was full on focused on his work when the two fumbled in through the door; he was about to say hi and ask how it went when his best bro threw the poor girl into the wall and shoved his tongue right into her mouth, right in front of Kirishima’s face. He wasn’t sure if he was turned on by that or rather disgusted, probably something between the two. He prayed for the gods that they don’t decide to do more right by the entrance, but the gods did not listen to Kirishima’s pleads; he tried not to look, he tried, he swears, but he couldn’t miss the way Katsuki looked at Y/N with eyes dark like … the forest? The empty space in Kirishima’s skull? Fuck, he’s not a poet, leave him the fuck alone.

“Bedroom. Now.” Katsuki muttered, both of his hands on Y/N’s peachy bottoms; Kirishima must say it was quite hot how his best bro just took the girl into his arms like she weights nothing and maneuvered through his flat with his tongue still down the poor gal’s throat.

After the bedroom door has closed, Kirishima stayed in one place, which wasn’t the brightest idea of them all; he heard things he never wanted to hear, tiny whimpers and moans, mostly Y/N and when a really loud moan left her mouth, that’s when Kirishima decided the two are probably too invested in each other to care if the door opens now so he made his way out the flat, silent like a fucking ninja and lonely like the that smelly dude on the train he tried to entertain the other day but apparently, being alone is better than to listen to Kirishima’s shitty jokes.

Kirishima has no idea how he will look into his best bro’s eyes tomorrow after knowing how his horny face looks like.

There are a lot things bros can know about each other, but he’s quite sure this isn’t one of those things.

Kirishima will definitely not sleep tonight. Hell, he will never even blink for too long.

“Are you okay, boss?” His teammate had asked him when he came back into his agency with his face white as a sheet.

“No. I’ve seen something I can never unsee.” He muttered under his nose, not even looking up.

“Did you go to use the toilet when the new lizard guy did? That happened to me too and that was indeed terrifying. I did ask him about it, though and he can retract the spikes in case he wants to… get frisky so it doesn’t hurt the other person…”

“Oh my god, shut up!” Kirishima yelled, absolutely disgusted, for real this time.

You know what, seeing his best bro manhandling his girlfriend is probably not that bad as whatever this guy is talking about it.

Kirishima will be fine… eventually.

~•💥•~

This is just another day for Mr. Katsuki. The sun shines through the slits of his brand new, super expensive curtains, Steven is already wide awake at the humble hour of 6AM, aggressively knocking on his balcony door to get fed, even though Katsuki put a fucking automatic bird feeder right next to his ridiculously expensive bird house and there is a nice warmth coming from his left side but it’s fucking cold on the other.

Steven is really fucking annoying today and he really doesn’t like the cold but nothing in the whole fucking universe can fuck up Katsuki’s good mood today.

Why, you ask?

Because Bakugou Katsuki has finally got laid. And it was really fucking awesome.

It was weirdly awkward sometimes but at the same time it was really… cosy? He is really bad at explaining feelings and shit so don’t ask him questions but while his first time was absolutely not how he expected it to be; he fumbled a lot then he cried like an idiot after the action; but somehow, even with all the weird pauses it was… it was better than he expected it to be. So much better. Oh my, Mr. Bakugou Katsuki can’t wait to try all the possible poses in the near future - ahh, there is a book about it, right? Katsuki needs to get that and start to study.

Okay, Mr. Bakugou Katsuki needs to stop thinking about cheeky things right before work.

Why, you ask?

Well, fucking guess.

“Hm…” Katsuki’s woman grumbles, still attached to his half-dead arm. Oh, that bloody woman, how much he fucking loves her ugly little scrunched face when she wakes up. Fuck’s sake. “You need some help with that?” The menace bites into his ear and Katsuki can barely stop himself from moaning out loud. He got more sensitive, isn’t he? Is this a normal thing?

“We need to be in the office in an hour.” Katsuki murmurs begrudgingly, but he pulls Y/N closer anyway, because he can’t fucking stop himself.

“Challenge accepted…” She kisses down his neck and Katsuki’s little friend comes alive once more.

Mr. Bakugou Katsuki only just woke up but he already managed to try out a new pose, just how he wanted.

This isn’t just another day. No.

This is… the best day of Katsuki’s life.

~•💥•~

When Katsuki and his woman arrives at the agency, Shitty hair is nowhere to be seen.

This is certainly odd; Eijirou is usually the first one to arrive, ready with everyone’s coffee because there is sunshine coming out of his ass even at 7 in the morning; but instead of his best friend, his eyes are met with all the extras looking at them two like they both grew a second head which is impossible in his case and quite possible in Y/N’s. Katsuki looks at his woman and the badly covered bite mark on her neck; he did that and he’s proud and also, she only has one head. Thank fucking god for that.

“The fuck are you staring for, extras?!” Katsuki yells because he’s a good boss who wants to know if the extras are bothered by something - no, he doesn’t really fucking care nor he wants to solve the problem, that’s what shitty hair is for but he can listen. For five seconds, max, but still… he can.

“Uhm… you two came in through the hallway at the same time. I was just wondering…” One really fucking brave bitch decides to speak up for the team - her name? Katsuki has zero clue but she’s quite helpful with the paperwork.

“Can you not finish your sentence, thrift store Avril Lavigne? Do you not have the balls or what?!” Katsuki challenges the chick and hell, he really hopes the chick takes it as that and not as workplace abuse because the last thing Katsuki needs in his life right now is an hour in the HR office.

“Did you guys have a one night stand or something?” Thrift Store Avril comes forward with her hand on her chest, probably to make sure her heart doesn’t jump out of it from how terrified she is right now. Katsuki sees red.

“Did you just call my woman a whore?”

“Katsuki, calm down…” Y/N stands between them to save the poor girl’s life, but Katsuki is not having it. The whole office gawks at the sound of his first name. What the fuck, did they not know his name before?! “She didn’t mean it like that…”

“Be disrespectful to her again and I’ll fire your ass and send you to the moon, I’ll blast you up through your asshole…”

“Babe!” Y/N downright laughs in the blond’s face but instead of getting angry all he can do is to remember how Y/N giggled in the morning while she slowly moved on top of him and… “I’m sorry, Akari and everyone. You’ll see me coming out of Katsuki’s apartment quite a lot because…”

“Because she will fucking live there. From today. Yeah.” Katsuki barges into Y/N’s sentence with zero remorse. “Take that, you lonely bitches, I have a serious relationship and I fucking love this woman and I ain’t ashamed of it anymore.” Instead of the sounds of terror he can only hear a bunch of “awwwwww”, which makes no sense but whatever. “Now let us fucking go and mind your own business. Also, find fucking Kirishima. I can’t be bothered.” He barely finishes the sentence before the door slams behind him. “Fucking nosy extras…”

“I love you too, Kats.” Y/N kisses him on the lips once they’re behind close doors. Fuck, Katsuki loves his life.

It’s really hard to start the day with Y/N’s tongue down his throat but Katsuki manages to get the office ready by the time his useless partner/best friend barges into his office. He looks disheveled and out of breath so maybe… maybe he got into a fight on his way to the office?! It wouldn’t be the first time to be fair nor the last. There are no scars or blood visible on his skin which is also quite normal as the guy is literally indestructible. The only clue Katsuki has about Kirishima’s lateness is the TWELVE FUCKING COFFEES in his hand, 6 in each, in a little plastic holder with red handles.

“What the actual….” One of the handles break in Kirishima’s stressed grasp and all six of the coffees end up on the floor. On Katsuki’s. Fucking. Floor. “Fuck.”

“Katsuki. I’m in love.” Kirishima falls to the floor dramatically, not even saying sorry for the mess he just made. Katsuki… again… sees red. And no, he doesn’t see Kirishima. I mean he does, obviously, it’s quite hard to miss his fucking obnoxious hair but… what he means is that he gets… angry. I know. A shocker.

“And what does the twelve fucking coffees spilled on my floor have to do with that?!”

“Six spilled coffees. Uhm… six and a half. Eight.” Eijirou babbles, clearly ready to die. “She made them, Katsuki. They taste like honey, like happiness. Like unicorns and candy clouds, like Crimson Riot’s sweat and tears, Katsuki she’s so beautiful and so sweet and kinda rude but like, I really like that? She could kick my butt and I’d say thank you…”

“You are fucking dead, Shitty Hair.” Katsuki takes one step, then another and Kirishima falls out of the window, the glass shattering all over as his heavy, hardened body flies towards the parking space. As Katsuki stares after his best friend he can’t help but notice someone inside the staff area of the freshly opened coffee shop, a red haired woman, laughing her ass off as Kirishima finally lands on the now broken concrete, flat like a pancake.

“Call the window people. We also need someone to fix the concrete.” Katsuki mutters, back to work mode as he quickly grabs his handy little car vacuum sitting in his drawer to clean his chair from the glass shards.

“Roger that, boss.” Y/N grins, phone already by her ears.

No one even asks a single question. Not the team, not the repair people. This is how normal it is in this agency to break shit.

Katsuki loves his agency. So fucking much.

~•💥•~

The next few days are probably the best days of your life; you two don’t talk about moving together anymore but you never get to go home or even if you do, Katsuki comes with you and packs random stuff into your suitcase you don’t even need so even without him saying it, you know he was serious about moving in together. You should probably sit down and talk about it, make sure this is what you both want but at the same time, it just feels so… right, to slowly move your life into his home, fill the wardrobe until it’s nice, full and lived in… without words, the decision was made and you are sure that by the time your lease expires, there will be nothing in your flat anyway.

Sharing a life with Katsuki is surprisingly easy.

There is no reason for you to talk about responsibilities around the house; Katsuki loves to cook and you don’t mind doing the dishes, Katsuki enjoys hanging the wet clothes on the drying rack for some reason so you automatically do the washing, knowing the hard work will be shared so there is no frustration in the air about one doing too much or too less.

The only silly thing about Katsuki is his obsession with having all his spices in alphabetical order and his clothes color-coordinated but Katsuki is a great partner so instead of forcing you to do it his way he just asks you to let him do his own thing so he “won’t have a meltdown.” It doesn’t mean you don’t try your best to remember these small things in case you ever need to do it for him, but… it’s a nice thought. Bakugou Katsuki is really fucking nice in his own fucked up way.

There is one thing that you can’t help but fight about and it’s constant; it’s your hero work.

“It has only been two fucking weeks, woman, chill the fuck out! We are training every fucking day.” Katsuki yells, exasperated for needing to say the same thing over and over. “You can’t just jump back into the battlefield like you haven’t been away for years. I know you are fucking frustrated, I hated every single minute of my life after the Big War, I felt fucking useless for not being able to help while my old classmates who didn’t get fucked up were getting all the recognition while I was rotting on my couch for a month.”

“One month Katsuki!” You yell back. “I’ve been rotting away for a whole fucking year, even more than that! I’m not asking you to let me beat up the biggest gang in Japan, I just want to help with smaller cases! You are being unprofessional! Even the small fries are out on the streets, patrolling yet here I am, kicking your fucking ass every day yet I can’t even go out on the street to stop an unarmed, quirkless thief!” You yell back with tears in your eyes.

“Uhm, sorry to interrupt but Y/N is right. She should be able to help out with smaller cases, I would even dare to say she’s more than capable to be on the sidelines when it comes to the bigger ones, like the one we are getting ready for right now…” Kirishima mumbles into the space, feeling extremely awkward to speak up; even though you are all in Katsuki’s office it does feel like a lover’s quarrel and not like a hero talking to her boss about getting a promotion.

“Since when are you here?!” Katsuki yells, even more exasperated.

“Since the beginning, Katsuki.” Eijirou sighs, clearly done with his life. “I’ve been here for an hour. You saw me come in. You even rolled your eyes to say hi.”

“I fucking did not.” Katsuki mutters with a red face.

“So what the fuck do you want me to do to prove I’m more than capable to kick an ass?! Should I write an assay? Should I swear loyalty to you like a fucking knight?! Katsuki, even Kirishima says I should be able to go back! You are not acting as my boss but as my boyfriend right now and while I’m really happy you worry about me, I’m dying here! You are suffocating me!” You yell with tears in your eyes. You hate this. So fucking much. You hate the look Katsuki gives you, the worry in his eyes, the terrified frown on his face as you finish your last sentence.

“Oi, oi, oi, both of you, SHUT UP!” Kirishima yells, for the first time since you’ve started working here. Kirishima can be really scary when he’s mad, by the way. You are actually about to shit your pants as you look at him. “Katsuki, she doesn’t mean YOU. She means this situation. She’s not breaking up with you!”

“Yeah, definitely not. I love you, idiot.” You mutter with a red face, avoiding eye contact with everyone. Kirishima nods at that. Katsuki looks like he’s about to cry from the relief.

“Also, I have an idea.” He continues with determination. “If Y/N is able to keep up with Number One Hero in a fight, will you let her join us on our next mission?” Kirishima has lost his mind, but also, he’s kind of a genius. “Deku has several quirks himself. It will be a fair fight. I’m not saying you are not good enough but Y/N already knows your fighting style. She also knows mine. Deku plus Todoroki would be a brand new challenge for her. Those two are a terrible pair to fight against. If she can win against them or even just bare with the two for a long time she’s more than capable to join our main team. Not the small fries, the main.”

“If I lose I’ll join the small fries for however long you want me to. But if I win… I’ll fight by your side.” You look at Kirishima with nothing but wonder in your eyes; you didn’t realize how amazing he is at compromising. Now it makes so much sense how he ended up being Katsuki’s best friend.

“Fuck. Fuck!” Katsuki yells, frustrated. “Okay. Fucking… okay.” He finally sits down, defeated. You can’t help but go over to him, put your arms around his small middle and give him a kiss on his temple.

“Thank you. I won’t disappoint.”

“I know, that’s the problem.” He mutters with nothing, but worry in his beautiful crimson eyes.

“I love you too.” You snicker, the love pouring out of your heart as you stare at your amazing, caring boyfriend. “We’ll be the hottest hero couple of the history.”

Katsuki pulls you into his lap as you say that; he embraces you so tightly you can barely breathe but the movement is so full of affection and love you have no heart to tell him.

“Okay, I’m leaving before I see something I don’t want to see.” Kirishima leaves you two alone before you can say bye. You need to tell him how amazing he is before your shift ends.

“I fucking hate this, Y/N.” Katsuki admits with his face hidden in your chest. “I don’t want to see you get hurt. I know that’s the shitty boyfriend talking, I know it’s wrong but fuck, I don’t want to loose you.” Katsuki mutters, clearly shocked by the sudden change.

“You won’t. You know why?” You smile at him, your fingers raking through his soft hair. “Because I have someone to fight for, I have a beautiful boyfriend to come home to. I have a family. You are my family.” You leave another kiss on his temple, really close to crying.

“Stop making me feel all mushy and sensitive, I hate it.” Katsuki sniffles, pulling you even closer. Oh, how much you fucking love this man. Fuck’s sake.

“But think about how sexy it will be when I kick your old rival’s ass for you. Think about going home after that and…” you whisper into his ear suggestively, not even sorry for the shudder that goes down the blond’s spine from the action.

“When is your break?” Katsuki mutters with heat in his voice.

“In an hour. But my boss wouldn’t mind if I would take it a bit sooner, would he?”

Katsuki doesn’t answer; he just takes you into his arms and carries you towards the office door with pure determination then kicks his front door open only a few seconds after.

Needless to say, your break was really… uhm… satisfying.

The impromptu lunch was good, too.

… Next Chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- Bro I love these two so much but I also like how sometimes they still need Kirishima to be able to sort their shit out because they are both too stubborn to compromise 😂

- The Kirishima coffee bit is actually a part of the new Kirishima series I’ll start posting once this one ends! We will see how he ended up with 12 coffees in Chapter 1!

- If I don’t deviate from my original plans this story ends after the fight then there will be an extra story (I don’t want to spoil it but it’s connected to something that happened in season 1 and it will be fucking hilarious! Tell me your guesses! :D)

- The next chapter might be a little late thanks to the Christmas rush in retail + I’m terrible with writing fights so GIVE ME SOME TIME 😂

- Tell me how your thoughts! 💜 cheers x x x

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Chapter 5 - The Aftermath

Summary: Y/N and Katsuki shared a heated make out session and now it’s fucking awkward as hell.

Y/N gets some good news from her doctor, but it also freaks her out. Why? See it for yourself.

Warnings: Swear words, mentions of sex and other “stuff”.

First Chapter Master List

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“Get your shit together, Katsuki.” Katsuki grumbles to himself in the mirror.

He looks like a mess; his hair is ruffled from Y/N’s fingers, eyes diluted from lust, his face is flushed, his lips are sore and there is something else that’s making Katsuki feel uncomfortable but thankfully, it’s not visible in the small mirror in the bathroom.

Talking about uncomfortable things, he was about to take a cold shower. He definitely can’t see his parents in this “condition”. He also needs to think about the shit that just happened.

They woke up. They cuddled, just how he always wanted to. Then he told Y/N she’s allergic to him; her heart rate went up so much when Katsuki kissed her neck and so did his so he thought they might have the same allergy.

Y/N proved it’s not allergies, just pure fucking love.

Then… things got heated. Really heated. It all started with fleeting touches, followed by heavy kisses, Katsuki’s hips moved forward (clothed) and…

Well. It felt nice, so he continued but then it felt TOO NICE and too overwhelming and he freaked the shit out.

Here’s the tea; Katsuki’s never been into sex. It never worked for him, he never liked being touched and he hated touching others. He genuinely thought he is one of those people who are just not into it, but he is really fucking into it right now but the memories of his failed attempts are clouding his mind, making him self-conscious and terrified of failing his girlfriend who he actually cares about; which is apparently the reason why he’s so into this right now - he’s in fucking love.

Sero told him about “Demi-sexuality” a few months ago but he laughed in his face. Well, he’s definitely not laughing right now.

This is so much for the emotionally constipated Katsuki. He really needs to sit down and have a talk with himself.

Ahh yeah, the cold shower. He needs to think about disgusting things, like the way Deku drinks his coffee; more sugar than actual coffee - two birds with one stone, that worked! He can’t wait to tell Deku he used the thought of him for this purpose. He can’t wait to see his innocent face scrunched up in a frown, cheeks ruddy red under his trembling arms as he tries to hide his mortified nerdy face.

… okay, no, he’s not gonna tell him that. He’s being creepy. Again.

“What the fuck am I doing.” Mr. Katsuki grumbles under the ice cold shower.

Well, whatever. He has all the time to sort his shit out.

~•💥•~

Well, that was an eventful morning.

You can’t lie and say everything is fine; you are confused by Bakugou’s words and actions, and you really try your best to understand him but it’s really hard without getting a proper explanation.

Nevermind. We are talking about Bakugou Katsuki, it was quite obvious something will go terribly wrong at one point and compared to the usual drama, this went really well.

Also, him not wanting to do certain things won’t change your feelings about him, so really, it doesn’t fucking matter. When you said you don’t care if he doesn’t want to go further, you’ve meant it. Yeah.

As you slowly make your way to the table where the Bakugou family is already settled, you take a deep breath; please, don’t be awkward, please don’t be awkward, please…

“Jesus Christ woman, the fuck are you standing in the doorway for, sit the fuck down and eat. Steven will shit all over my window if I don’t feed him soon.” Katsuki grumbles with a fresh cup of coffee in his hand. You look at the beverage with pure longing in your tired eyes and Katsuki points at another cup on the table; contrary to his own black coffee, the one on table looks light an fancy; there is whipped cream on the top and it’s sprinkled with cinnamon in the shape of an explosion.

Fuck, you love this man so much and it’s probably written all over your face, because his parents giggle to themselves while Katsuki gets redder and redder as the time passes.

“Jesus, I’ve been buying you coffee every day for a month now, why do you look so fucking happy?” He rolls his eyes.

“There is an explosion on it.” You mumble under your breath with a fond smile on your sleepy face. You take the hot drink to your mouth without even acknowledging the other people around the table, but no one really bothers telling you off for it, so you try your best and smile at the two sitting opposite of you, hoping that’s enough to convey how happy you are to see them on this lovely morning.

“So you two had a busy morning?” Mitsuki speaks up and the amount of coffee you spill on the orange table cloth is comedic.

“What the fuck, hag?!” Katsuki yells, but mama Bakugou only laughs at that.

“What?! You were so loud I could hear you from the laundry room! Can’t believe you couldn’t keep it in your pants for one fucking day, son! We really are alike!”

“Oh my god, I didn’t need to know that.” Katsuki grumbles, his head landing on the table with a big thump.

“It’s the honeymoon phase. We also couldn’t keep our hands to ourselves in the first months of dating.” Masaru daydreams and Katsuki makes a high pitched whine, completely mortified.

“Yeah. We had to get a new car when you were born because it felt too filthy to put such an innocent thing into it… seeing you now it was a waste of money.” A sound of a small explosion fills the room, followed by the smell of something burning, but no one gives a shit about it. This family is awesome.

“We should’ve kept that car. He was probably conceived in it.” Masaru adds, and your body suddenly shakes with uncontrollable laughter. Katsuki’s head snaps back from the table and he looks at you like you are the biggest traitor in the world, but his face only makes you laugh more.

“I think she’ll fit in really well.” Masaru says with a happy nod as he start eating like Katsuki is not about to explode the full table on them.

You really fucking love this family.

“I love you guys so much.” You giggle, not even thinking about the words leaving your mouth and there’s a sudden silence at the table just a few seconds after you finish your sentence; the whole family stares at you then Mitsuki and Masaru moves over the table to give you the biggest group hug in the world.

“Welcome to the family, you menace.” Mitsuki giggles and when you look at your right side, there’s a teary-eyed Katsuki looking back at you, nothing but fondness swirling in his shiny eyes. He quickly schools his face and cleans his eyes with the sleeve of his hoodie, murmuring something about “a cheesy fucking shit”, but his grumble gets ignored. He gives up with a big sighs and for your surprise, he moves towards the pile and headbutts your shoulders like a cat dying for attention.

Well, Bakugou Katsuki might be the most confusing boyfriend the world has ever seen, but one thing is for sure; you feel like you are luckiest fucking person in the world right now to be able to share this moment with him.

Finally, after a year of loneliness you found a place where you belong; a place that smells like burnt sugar and black coffee with a hint of cinnamon, a place full of love and aggressive affection with just the right amount of sass on the edges.

~•💥•~

“It’s time for you to try living without your daily medication, Y/N.” Your doctor says on your monthly check up.

Fuck. You are not ready to go through this shit again. You are also not ready to face the reality in case this goes wrong. You’ve been strong through the whole rehabilitation process because you knew that one day, you’ll be to go back to the field. It was a stupid lie you told yourself to not get completely depressed but all those lies are biting you in the ass right now.

If you can’t live without the medication it means your hero career is over. You should have known that things are too good to be true right now; something had to happen eventually. Fuck.

“Give me a few more weeks. I’m not ready, I can’t….” You freak out but your doctor puts his hand on your shoulders to calm you down.

“Miss Y/N, this is not the end of the world. Even if you fail to retrieve your powers and mobility and need medication for longer, you’ll still have a chance to try again. This is just a trial for us to see where you are right now. You might manage to live without the medication right away, you might manage to get some of your mobility back and we can tinker with your medication a bit to help with the rest, or it might not work at all and that’s absolutely fine.”

“So what will happen if I stop taking my medications?” You ask anxiously; there wasn’t a single day when you forgot to take your meds so you literally have no idea what to expect.

“As you know, you are taking three different kinds of medications right now, two of them daily, one on special occasions.” The doctor starts. “Your quirk attacked your immune system after you woke up from the coma; your body was too weak to handle its power so there is the one that suppresses your quirk to a certain level. That medication is really weak now as your body is in a better condition now, so I’m not too worried about that one. Then you have the occasional painkiller you probably haven’t used for a while, so again, I’m not concerned.” This is where the ‘but’ comes. Fuck. “But…” Yep, there it is. “The third one is for your mobility. You’ve been paralyzed for quite a while and this medication had helped you to be able to live a normal life. You can be a hero with suppressed quirks and you are clever enough to use your powers with its full potential even if you’re not 100% but you can’t go back to your hero work if your mobility depends on your medication.”

That’s… true. If you get stuck in a week-long battle and you loose your pills or have no time to take them you are basically good as dead.

“Thank you for all the information, but that’s now what I asked.” You mumble awkwardly.

“Oh, right.” The doctor perks up. “When you stop taking your medication your body will go into a state of shock for a day or two. We could technically lower the dose gradually but it would make you unable to function for quite a while so it’s better to tear the bandaid off all together. You need someone to take care of you for those two days as there is a possibility of you being paralyzed again. You can also come to the hospital for the first two days if you want. After those two days, you’ll gradually get better at moving around then depending on how your mobility is by the end of the week we’ll decide what to do with your medication. Worst case scenario, you start taking your medication again. Best case scenario…” the doctor smiles with hopeful eyes. “You can go back to full time hero work in a few months.” Your heart makes a somersault in your chest at the sound of that; you really want to be back on the field for real, save people and laugh into the villain’s desperate faces after you took them down in less that a few seconds. You miss the thrill of a battle, you miss being important, you miss your old costume… “Hey, don’t get your hopes up for now! Let’s keep it real. The possibility of you coming out of this right away is really thin. Even being able to lower the medication would be great news, okay?”

“You are giving me mixed signals, doc.”

“I’m just a human, my lady. Deep inside I’m also hoping for a miracle. If someone can do it, it’s you.” He smiles and honestly… that’s enough for you to be less scared of the whole situation.

“So when should we start?”

“Monday. Keep me informed about your condition every day. You know my number. I need every single detail.”

That’s 4 days from now. Oh my god…

“Okay, yeah… let’s fucking do this.” You whimper.

You’ve fought so many battles, but none of terrified you as much as this one.

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“Can I borrow the stamp, Kats?” You sigh into the awkward silence.

You have no idea if it’s your foul mood that makes the blonde grumpy or he also has some shit going on in his mind but you two aren’t on the best terms right now. Somehow, Katsuki has been even more distant than before and with you being freaked out over your upcoming hellish week you didn’t have the mental energy to initiate anything yourself.

“Catch.” Bakugou throws the stamp over to you but you are too unfocused to catch it properly; it lands in your lap and he looks up, bamboozled. “You okay?” Katsuki asks and fuck, you want to tell him everything, you want to cry until you fall asleep in his arms, but at the same time, you don’t want him to know about this situation at all. You already asked for a week of holiday for personal reasons and Kirishima was more than happy to give it to you but you still haven’t told your boyfriend about it.

“Yeah, just a bit under the weather. I actually asked for a few days off next week. Weak, I know.” You laugh self deprecatingly.

“It’s not weak. You are not weak. Stop saying bullshit. Wanna… like… wanna talk about it or whatever?” Katsuki grumbles, his eyes looking everywhere but you. Bless his little cotton socks, he is trying, isn’t he?

“It’s fine, but thank you.” You smile but even you know it doesn’t reach your eyes.

“Well, you know my number if you change your mind.”

“Yes.”

Your relationship is not perfect. It’s full of unsaid words and silenced worries, the air is thick with tension but one thing is for sure; you are both trying and while sometimes, trying isn’t enough, you feel like you two will be able to find the perfect middle ground eventually.

“Hey, Menace…” Katsuki mumbles after a few minutes of silence.

“Yes?”

“Thanks.”

“For what?”

“I dunno. For existing, I guess.” Katsuki sighs while he moves away from his desk, leaving his lap free for you to sit on in a silent offer.

Needless to say, you jump up your chair and make your way towards the blonde right away; you really fucking need a hug anyway.

Katsuki snakes his arms around right as you put your bottom down on his lap; he hides his face in the crook of your neck and takes a deep breath.

None of you say a single word for the next ten minutes, you just enjoy each other’s company as the sudden wave of calmness washes over you in the safety of the other’s arm.

Sometimes, you don’t need words to get your point across; Katsuki’s tight hold tells everything you need to know and you are quite sure your silent hums of contentment also speaks volumes in the comfortable silence.

One day, you’ll be able to tell him you love him. One day, he’ll say it back.

But just like yesterday, this is certainly not that day and that’s fine.

… Next Chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- My fav thing about Katsuki and Y/N is that even when they fuck up and end up in an argument, they never even think about leaving each other’s side. They are the perfect couple 😭

- Are we all excited to see if we can go back to be a hero or not? Because I certainly am!

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Chapter 8 - Is this the famous honeymoon phase?!

Summary: Mina breaks Bakugou. Bakugou does his best not to break her neck as a Thank You. Kirishima goes overboard. The Menace enjoys every single minute of the drama. Katsuki has “weird” thoughts. It must be the weather.

Warnings: Swear words, Katsuki using the word “bitch, Mina brings Y/N some questionable underwear.

FIRST CHAPTER MASTER LIST

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“Kats, do you mind helping me into a sitting position? This is getting kinda awkward.” You mumble quietly.

“Oh, sorry.” Katsuki jumps off the floor and he’s next to you in a matter of seconds.

“Did Katsuki just say the word sorry?” Mina stares at the two of you as Katsuki tries his best to put you down in the most comfortable position.

“His mom said the same when he first heard it.” You smile at your boyfriend proudly. He only rolls his eyes. “So let’s see what you got, entertain me.” You grin at the pink girl.

“Katsuki, I love her. I can take her if you ever get bored. I ain’t picky, you know.” Mina winks at you, while Katsuki sends daggers with his eyes towards his old friend. It really shouldn’t be so endearing to see your partner like this, but man, seeing him being so protective over you just makes your heart flip. Is it too soon to tell him to marry you?

“You touch my woman with one fucking finger and I’ll make sure no one will be able to look at your ugly, burnt face for the rest of your life.” Katsuki spits, clearly aggravated.

Yup. One day, you’ll marry this man.

“Kats, calm the fuck down, I wanna see my presents!” You whine in a high-pitched voice, just to take a piss out of Katsuki.

“Stop being so cute, it’s really fucking irritating.” He mumbles, but he finally sits down next to you. Mina comes closer with her backpack and plops down on the floor in front of you two, acting like a YouTuber filming an actual HAUL video.

“Ladies and gents and everyone in between, welcome to my haul video! I’m pro hero Pinky and I love shopping!” Mina grins; you are already in love with this weird pink woman.

“Yay!” You yell with your head on Katsuki’s shoulders. He acts like your loud voice just annoyed the shit out of him but he’s also smiling, so it can’t be that bad.

“First of all… I got you the brand new skincare range made by Creati!” Mina yells happily, clearly proud of her old classmate. Pro Hero Creati is a big name in the industry; not just in the hero world but also in retail; as Creati needs a lot of knowledge to be able to create her own weapons and support items, she decided to use that knowledge to come up with brand new products for the common folk - there isn’t a single thing in the stores that doesn’t have a Creati version of it and you usually get luxurious quality for really cheap prices. There are a few things she doesn’t do cheap though; jewelry and skincare products.

“That’s half of my monthly salary there.” You gawk at the pink girl but she waves you off.

“I got it for free. No worries. I’ll show Katsuki how to use them properly later.” She winks at the blonde who only rolls his eyes at that. “Speaking about merch… tada!” Mina takes out an absolutely adorable pajama set, all pink like the girl herself; there is an abstract pro hero Pinky logo on the top and the small shorts have the pattern of her hero costume.

“She’s not wearing that in my bed.” Katsuki retorts angrily but there is a tiny smile on his face behind that ugly scowl.

“Well, this is the best I could do on such a short notice so I kindly ask you to shut the fuck up and enjoy the show.” Mina gives Katsuki a scornful look.

“Tch…”

“So then! Underwear!” She perks up, ignoring Katsuki’s annoyed grumbling. ”I managed to get you some really cute ones! Some are my own designs but I got you some really sexy ones as well, just in case!”

Well, maybe drinking water right now wasn’t Katsuki’s greatest idea as he sprays it all over the coffee table as he sees the absolutely gorgeous lace underwear that barely hides anything. It also doesn’t help that it’s black with an orange hem.

“Please tell me it comes with a bra.” You sigh and it doesn’t take the pink girl long to find the matching bra in her backpack; if you can even call that transparent thing a bra, really.

“I’ll fucking kill you.” Bakugou yells with a red face. “I’ll murder you and no one will find your body I swear to fuckin All Might.”

“Don’t worry darling, I brought some condoms as well because safety first, you know.” Mina fucking winks and you can literally see the steam coming out of Katsuki’s ears at this point.

If the situation wasn’t hilarious enough, Kirishima decides to barge in through the door right at this moment and the first thing he sees is Mina holding sexy underwear in the air while Katsuki is having a brain fart moment.

“Do I want to know?”

“Honestly, babe? No.” Mina grins at the redhead who takes a deep breath and makes his way towards you.

“Hey, lovely, how are you feeling?” He kneels in front of you, completely ignoring the awkwardness in the room. If Katsuki haven’t had enough reasons to murder the whole city, now he does; Kirishima goes all protective over you as he takes in the view in front of him and strokes your cheeks lovingly, his eyes full of worry.

“The fuck are you touching my woman for? Honestly, get a fucking grip!” Katsuki yells again and by the look of it, he’s about to reach his limits.

“You know I can’t stop touching people when I worry!” Kirishima yells back with teary eyes; Mina only sighs in the background, probably knowing how true that statement is.

“Yeah, I realized it when you almost fucking kissed me a few months ago, you fucking weirdo.” Katsuki retorts, sitting down on the floor, out of energy.

“Well, at least I’m not kissing her. Right?” Kirishima says it like that’s an appropriate answer and you can see Katsuki’s anger coming back with full blast (no pun intended).

“That will be the last fucking thing you do alive, best friend or not.”

If someone could die from a death stare, Kirishima would be nothing but ground beef. Ahh, you love your boyfriend so much.

“I got you some cute socks too.” Mina mumbles sadly as all the attention went to Kirishima in the last few minutes.

“I love cute socks, show me!” You ignore the two bickering men completely to keep your eyes on the grumpy pink lady.

Eventually, Bakugou runs out of swear words and Mina runs out of random stuff; there were hoodies, shirts, joggers, obviously all of them some kind of merch; even Deku decided to send some fluffy Deku socks over with Mina when he heard about her getting a little “survivor pack” ready. Obviously, Katsuki wasn’t too happy about his girlfriend having so much pro hero merch that’s not his but Mina made sure Katsuki understands that her options were quite limited at 8PM.

“Ahh, I forgot, I bought you ear plugs in case Mr. Grumpy gets annoying.” Mina hands you the last thing from the bag; needless to say you have a really hard time restraining yourself to not put them in when the explosive blonde starts yelling again.

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“Stop eating my leftovers and get the fuck out! My woman needs to rest!” Katsuki yells out of the blue. The two idiots quickly stuff their mouths with the leftover snacks you two left on the coffee table then they run towards the main entrance, like eating Katsuki’s food is a sin; and to be fair, it is, because he made that shitty food for his woman, not for these two bozos. He kinda hoped there will be some left in case she gets hungry again. Oh well, Katsuki can just make another batch if that happens, even at 11PM.

Okay, what the fuck is going on in his stupid head, this is domestic and lovey-dovey as fuck.

He loves it - Hates it, he means. Absolutely hates it. Yeah. Fuck this shit.

Katsuki is so deep in his own head he doesn’t even react when Eijirou runs back into the living room to leave a kiss on Y/N’s forehead to “get well quicker.”

That guy needs to get a grip. Or get a girlfriend. Or both. A guy like him should be surrounded by women; he is kind, affectionate and even though Katsuki doesn’t think he swings “that way” he’s certainly sure his best friend is really fucking hot.

To be fair, chicks like bad boys. Or at least Katsuki thinks so. Maybe Eijirou is too good for them. It also doesn’t help the situation that Katsuki chases away every single woman who comes close to his best friend if they don’t fit Katsuki’s criteria and one of the criteria is for them to be able to get along with him, but most women just start crying when he gets moody around them for the first time; and no, he is not being sexist, he also made men cry before. It’s just who he is, what can he do?

“You know you just did “the Deku” and blabbed all of that out loud?” Y/N giggles adorably from her spot on the sofa.

Adorably? Okay what the actual fuck is wrong with him today?

“Shut the fuck up and keep flapping around like a dying fish.” Katsuki mutters under his nose which only makes his woman laugh even louder; is she even sick? Honestly, she might be just faking it to force Katsuki to be an affectionate, worrying boyfriend. Not like he is… worried. Or anything like that. Fuck no.

“Hey! You can’t just say that to a sick person!” Y/N does her best to act offended, but it all goes to shit when her lips move upwards. Oh, how much he fucking loves this shitty woman.

“Act more sick, then.” He grumbles back while he rolls his eyes aggressively.

“These… are my last… words… to… you…” Y/N stutters dramatically, her arm flapping on the side as she tries to hold them out for Katsuki. “Find someone else, when I go… I want you to be happy, honey bun.” She stutters, barely concealing her laughter. Katsuki takes her hand and for his surprise, he doesn’t mind playing along for a bit.

“Fuck that, bitch, if you die I’m going after you, you can’t get rid of me that easily. We will haunt all our enemies until we get bored then have ghost-sex on Deku’s bed.”

“Fuck, that was so romantic and hot Katsuki, I love you so fucking much.” Y/N mumbles with teary eyes and a shit rating grin; funny combination that is, but Katsuki swears he fell in love all over again with that stupid face. Katsuki’s own face becomes a mess of emotions; fondness, love, lust, probably a bit of anger for no reason at all; all obvious and easy to read as he pulls Y/N up from the sofa without a single word and makes his way towards the bathroom with her in his arms.

“Hey! What are you doing?!” Y/N giggles, but doesn’t try to wiggle her way out of his hold.

“I’ll brush your teeth and then we are going to bed. You are clearly delirious.” Katsuki fucking giggles as he puts Y/N down on the toilet seat. Maybe he’s the delirious one. Who knows.

“Says the guy who wanted to have ghost-sex on his best friend’s bed.”

“He ain’t my best friend!” Katsuki yells defensively. “Deku is… Deku.”

“Yeah. Deku is Deku. And I am me. And we all love you.” She giggles again, clearly too tired to even think about her words anymore. Katsuki is concerned.

“You sure you don’t need medical attention?” He mumbles, crouching right in front of his loved one like a worried mother. Y/N only smiles, her hand coming up to put a stray lock of hair behind his ear. The motion is slow and Y/N needs to use a lot of strength to be able to finish her task, but she manages.

“I’m just happy to be here with you. I hated the fact that I won’t see you for a whole week, feel free to call me a clingy fuck but I’m speaking my truth.” She giggles and oh my god, Katsuki uses all his willpower to not kiss her senseless right now.

“My clingy fucking woman.” Bakugou grins and leaves a kiss on her forehead before moving towards the sink to put toothpaste on Y/N’s new, glittery pink toothbrush. It’s an abomination. “Try to hold it.” Katsuki mutters and stares at Y/N for a minute as she tries to brush her teeth with zero strength but he gets way to impatient and snags the toothbrush back to finish the job.

“To shtrooong!” Y/N tries to tell him, but Katsuki is on a mission; the germs needs to fucking die.

Y/N looks traumatized.

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Okay, so… now what?!

Katsuki is utterly confused by what to do with himself. He’s standing by the bed, Y/N already hogged all the covers to herself and Katsuki… well, Katsuki is not sure where to sleep, to be honest.

Here’s the thing; yes, they’ve slept in the same bed before but… they were kinda forced to do that except when he was quirked, but again, that was a special occasion. This time, they have all the rights to sleep in separate beds.

He can just take the couch. He certainly can. Katsuki moves towards the door but then he changes his mind and comes back to stand awkwardly by the leg of the bed.

He can. But he doesn’t want to.

He should be around if something goes wrong during the night, right?

What if she needs to use the toilet? What if she gets thirsty? What is she chokes on her own saliva because her body forgets how to swallow?!

Katsuki makes another steps towards the bed, but then…

He changes his mind.

Again.

Maybe she wants to be alone right now. It needs to be really fucking embarrassing for her to be in this situation and maybe she needs some space. Katsuki might want to stay with her but maybe he would do more harm than good; she might need to force her body to do stuff for her to get better. Maybe if he does everything for her she won’t be able to get better.

Katsuki makes his way towards the door again, now with more confidence, but his confidence wavers as he stares at Y/N from so far away; she looks heartbroken and sad as he puts his hands on the doorknob… ahh, fuck.

“Where are you going?” She mumbles in between two sniffles. Fucking sniffles. What the fuck.

“Why you snifflin’.” Katsuki grumbles under his nose; needless to say there is no fucking way he leaves this room today after this shit. Call him weak and manipulable, he doesn’t give a flying fuck.

“It’s a bit cold, Katsuki.” She says, large puppy eyes staring into his soul.

“Want me to put the heating on?”

“No…” she mumbles with an offended pout.

“Want a hot water bottle then? An electric blanket? Wanna go to Malibu?”

Yes, Katsuki is absolutely taking the piss right now, but man, it’s so much fun to see her struggle. Y/N pouts even harder.

“I want my own hot water bottle.” Y/N murmurs and points at him angrily. “That one there runs hot all the time, I’m quite sure it will do a good enough job.” Oh, Katsuki can see how much she struggles to keep her face neutral. Oh, there it is, the small smile in the corner of her mouth. Oh damn, Katsuki is so whipped.

“I am not a fucking furnace, you fuck!” Katsuki yells, fake-offended.

“No, you are a hot water bottle, silly.” She doesn’t even try to hide her grin anymore and Katsuki is really proud to see his own shit eating grin on his girlfriend’s pretty face. He never understood the whole “other half” thing before, but it makes so much more sense now.

“If this is supposed to be a sexy role play or something, it’s not working, princess.” Katsuki raises a single eyebrow and he gets an annoyed eye roll in exchange.

“I would prefer to be able to move my limbs for that action, thank you very much.” Y/N answers with a straight face and needless to say, Katsuki’s face is as red as a ripe tomato.

“Fuck you, you human-sized burrito.” Katsuki yells but makes his way to the other side of the bed, albeit begrudgingly.

“Not today, sir.” The shit eating grin is back and Katsuki is not a big fan of this one specifically.

“You are such a menace.” Katsuki pulls the covers off her with an angry grab and Y/N yells profanities as the cold air hits her stomach. “Stop yelling and let me in!” Katsuki laughs, the sound loud and so disgustingly happy it makes him want to vomit.

“Hurry up, it’s freezing! … hey, don’t go away from me! That’s not where the hot water bottle goes, sir!” She whines and while it’s certainly a little bit annoying, Katsuki can’t help but feel butterflies in his stomach. This is the first time Bakugou Katsuki feels needed and loved and it’s absolutely exhilarating.

“Stop being so needy, what’s wrong with you!” He grumbles anyway, faking annoyance just cuz why not.

“Just cuddle me, you angry Pomeranian!” Y/N whines again, her weak arms trying their best to pull him closer.

“What did you just call me?!” Katsuki rolls to his side to face Y/N head on; what he didn’t expect is the sudden urge that comes over him from the sudden closeness; he wants to bury his face into her hair so fucking much, kiss her neck until it leaves a mark, kiss every single crevice and scar until they’re pink and sensitive… “This calls for a punishment.” Bakugou mumbles but instead of a punishment he just does everything he wanted to do in the first place.

If Bakugou Katsuki says kisses are a punishment, then they are. Fuck everyone who says it otherwise.

… Next Chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- I’m so sorry for being away for so long. There is one, personal post right before this one if you want to read it, where I tell you about some of my struggles, but only read it if you really want to know. It’s all good now (almost.)

- I absolutely love how Katsuki acts in this one. It’s still his edgy self but he feels safe enough to actually act upon his real feelings and AHHHHH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH! 😭

- Btw I swear I’m not plotting some weird polyamory thing in this ficc, Kirishima is just affectionate like that. He will have his own reader in a few weeks who works in the coffee shop next door so don’t worry I won’t make this story weird! (Not like there is a problem with those kind of stories, while I’m not a big fan of them, I did read a few and some of them were really good! I believe we should all write about whatever we want anyway. 😂)

- The next part will have some non-sexual (or sexual? Dunno yet.) nakedness in it. I’ll probably need to say it’s 18+ because of it. FYI 😂

- I think that’s it for today! I’m on my way to London to go and see Harry Potter World! Yay! I brought my Kirishima plushie over with me so I’ll post a little “Kirishima in London” montage when I have some time haha 😂

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