#so i made a momo cut

[keicordelle]

Re:vale owns my heart, it's fine

[hauntingblue]

Hiyori is the most effective person to complete their kill so far

[peachyyjellie]

new pet peeve knowing full well they’re making bad videos on serious topics

[lilacgaby]

‧₊˚ what are we?

...nothing. right?.₊˚⊹

convienence. a means to end. that's all this was for both of you right? when katsuki is fed up with the crazed fangirls who just won't leave him alone, he works out a deal with you. it was just coincidence he had a huge crush on you.

☆pair. 2ndyear!katsuki x reader. tags. fake dating!trope, fluff, reader is academically flopping for a bit, pet names, cursing, fighting (verbal), happy ending wc. 6k

ღnote. sorry that this took so long lol! i wrote this in chapter form if you'd like to read it here, but this one shot is the same thing.

post-war brought troubles for a lot of the students in class 1-A. especially bakugo katsuki.

he had to completely relearn how to write with his other hand, had to learn how to fight without injury to it.

and he had to learn to deal with his crazy amount of fangirls.

his fight had been broadcasted, the manner in which he pushed himself to the very brink broadcasted to the world. his victory brought spoils, though not in a way he expected.

he didn't expect to be chased down the hallways every morning, to have a line of girls wanting his autograph as he ate. he didn't expect to be gifted things, things they just assumed he liked, but couldn't be farther from the truth.

luckily, you seemed to like chocolate. he found refuge these days sitting on the roof floor of U-A next to you during lunch, passing you the chocolate gifts he'd been given.

he hated chocolate. but to be honest, he loved seeing you smile.

"thanks 'suki." you said for the nth time, picking the best chocolates out of the box and leaving the gross ones alone.

"yeah." he sighed, glancing at you occasionally as he moved to support the weight of his head with his hands. he found himself speechless around you often. words failing as he leant into the comfort of your presence.

you were about to say something, he thinks. your mouth was open though the blaring of the bell cut you off. "oh, let's go 'suki." you said, holding your hand out to him.

he took it, letting you pull him up and holding onto your hand for just a second too long. you dumped the rest of the chocolates in a trash can and made your collective way down to 1-A. you laughed at how he seemed to try and hide behind you, eyes darting around for the general course girls who seemed to have nothing better to do than follow him around.

they didn't come though. he saw a group of them but when they saw your proximity to him..

they left him alone.

a lightbulb went off in his head, he mentally kicked himself for not thinking of it sooner. as he sat in class, eyeing your seat between momo and jirou, he thought about how he'd ask you.

test papers were being passed out, graded ones. "yo man," kirishima started, looking over his paper, "what'd you get?"

katsuki scoffed. "what do you think? another 100, easy as shit."

kaminari groaned beside him, "you're cheating or something! i got an 80."

"that's high for someone like you!"

"hey!"

"aw man, i got a 70. you're so manly bakubro!"

"yeah, guess i am."

katsuki tried to resist the turning of his head, he really did. but he wanted to know what score you got, if you did well. though from the expression on your face and the way momo patted you on the back,

not to mention the red ink used all over your paper. he knew you didn't.

"man this totally sucks!" you exclaimed, your hands clutching the paper of your test. "i studied and everything, i don't even need math, im a hero for crying out loud!"

jirou's teases and momo's comforts faded into the background as he only focused on you, and the nagging feeling for him to help you.

with another ring of the bell and a sigh from mr. aizawa, katsuki left early to try and beat the crowd of girls who seemed to pounce on him.

he didn't though, he found himself at the entrance at U-A, almost to freedom when the crowd pointed at him, "that's him! i can't believe it!"

"dynamite, an autograph please?"

"hey- don't be so casual. it's lord explosion--"

"who cares? i want a photo!"

at that, they chased him. all his progress down the stairs and through the halls was gone as he was led right back down to class 1-A. he stupidly lead himself right back into a corner.

his head darted around, until he noticed a tuft of familiar hair in the classroom. you hadn't left? oh well, he needed your help and quick.

you were sobbing internally, looking over your horrific test score with a sad expression. a 70? you might as well just drop out now.

as the hours of studying you'd done for waste passed over in your mind, a noise caught you off guard.

he had burst in, making your deflated form jump off the desk. "katsuki, don't scare me like that!"

he rushed over to your side, grabbing your hand off where it was hanging limply on the desk. "be my girlfriend for a second."

the words barely even processed in your brain before you were being manhandled off the desk, your mind rushed to catch up. "wait-- wha-"

before you knew it you were led towards the door of obsessed fan girls. his hand was intertwined tightly with yours, a slight flush on his face.

"listen up." he started, making his fans shush eachother. "my girlfriend hasn't been appreciating all your bullshit. and neither have i, so for the love of god stop it already."

he pulled you alongside him, "move." a path opened for the two of you, letting you two through. he walked you to the entrance, no words spoken between the two of you until you stopped infront of the lockers where you'd keep your shoes.

"[name]-- uh." he took a breath, his heart sped up rapidly around you. it sped up at the simple tilt of your head.

"so. if you help me with this shit, i'll tutor you.

or whatever."

a hand was behind his head, his averted eyes now focusing on you as he awaited your answer with baited breath.

you had an expression of thoughtfulness on your face. your finger on your chin as you looked up to the ceiling to think.

'have everyone think youre dating a cute boy and get a tutor?'

the pinkie of your hand shot out, a closed eye smile on your face. "i'm in!"

a soft smile graced his lips, his pinkie intertwining with yours and sealing his fate in more ways than one.

because you really did have him wrapped around your finger. literally and figuratively.

"let's go to my room so we can talk over it!"

you really were going to be the death of him.

it's not like he'd never been to your room, just not in a situation like this.

not when he'd declared himself your boyfriend an hour earlier, not when his hands were sweaty with his nervousness, and not when you'd agreed so hastily to be his.

he wondered if you'd accept if anyone else asked you. if izuku or todoroki had been facing this situation instead of him.

"'suki?" you patted the side of your bed next to you, "sit with me."

he sighed, the thoughts disappearing from his mind at your words. he really was whipped for you.

"yeah, yeah. i'm goin'" he sat beside you, oddly stiffer than normal. he held his own hands as he waited for you to say something.

"okay, so, we should have like-- a plan or something right?"

"a plan? what the fuck for?"

"like so we don't get caught faking this or whatever. if they find out your fans will just come back running, no?"

he shuddered at the thought. "yeah, don't wanna deal with that shit."

"right? so the first part of our plan, is that everyone has to think we're dating. cool?"

katsuki's mind was racing. cool? more like the best thing that would happen to him. he felt as if everyone knew of his crush on you.. except for you.

being to say he was all yours and that you were all his, even if it was a lie..

"yeah, it's cool."

"great, that's really the only thing we had to establish. we hang out a lot anyways so, we'll just have to be affectionate or something to seal the deal."

his heart jumped at the idea of hugging you, wrapping an arm around you, holding hands with you in public. the ghost of a smile came over him.

"right."

"cool. so nothing else matter--"

"we're starting your studying shit tomorrow. the next test is next week, so we don't have time to play around [name]."

"ughh. i wish you forgot about that." your head fell into your hands. "i hate math, what do i even need it for?"

"advanced math, nothing really. but estimates are important in hero work. estimating time, the abilities of your body, the amount of civilians, all that stuff."

"you're such a nerd."

"hah?"

he continued explaining the importance of math to you despite your grievances. his finger was pointed in the air, you swore you could see the need emoji popping over his face.

your eyes closed, the weight of the day, your grade, and the thought of studying alongside a nerd like katsuki tiring you to no avail. you yawned, laying your head on his shoulder.

you could hear the thumping of his heart, the racing of his blood in his veins. it rocked you to sleep, "wake me up later, m' a take a nap." you mumbled against his shoulder, before falling asleep.

his mouth shut, eyes peeled on your body that now clung to his side. his face grew hot, when did it get so hot in your damn room?

he tried his best to stay awake, to let you nap and wake you up in the morning. but as the clock hit eight o clock, the time he was supposed to head back to his dorm.. he found himself stuck in place.

not by an invisible force, not by some obligation. it was only the thought of wanting to be with you, next to you. wanting to let the comfort of your weight next to him drive himself to sleep.

so he did. he fell asleep, letting his head lay on top of yours, holding your body closer to his. shutting his eyes.

the light of the sun woke him up first, you didn't close your blinds yesterday, and the sun shined brightly,

directly into his face. he groaned, his voice deep from sleep as he peeled himself off of you. he was confused from fatigue, wondering why he was still in your room.

he felt an arm around his waist, he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes to see it was you who was holding him close. he thinks you were using him in place of your huge teddy bear, the one laid neatly in the corner of your bed.

his heart rate quickened once again, wanting to go back to his room, but fighting the urge to stay looking at you.

an absentminded hand moved a couple strands of your hair out your face, pinching your cheek when he got bold.

you don't wake up, he sighed a breath of relief. 'til he felt your body start to stir, you pushed your head more into his chest, your eyes finally starting to open slightly.

"oh? g'morning kat'." you were sleepy, your words slightly slurred and muffled from how you were pressed against him.

"you slept here?" you asked, pulling away from him as you moved to stretch your upper body.

"uh-- yeah." he was once again lost for words at the sight of you, your shirt slightly pulled up from how you'd slept, your hair messy from the lack of a protective style before sleep.

"sorry for waking you up then, 'suki."

"no, i was already up. i just didn't wanna wake you."

"well, you failed." you joked. "anyways, you should get out of here soon, if iida sees you he'll probably flip out and tell mr. aizawa."

"right."

"let's walk to class together!" you clasped his hands in yours. "okay?"

you were going to be the death of him once again. "okay."

you let go and he got up, ruffling his hair slightly and looking back at you who sent him a small smirk and wave. before slowly walking out your door. he did his best to keep his movements quiet and minimal.

he was at the elevator, before uraraka walked out. shit. "bakugo? what are you doing here?"

"uh.. got lost."

her face scrunched in confusion, a knowing smile on her face after a second. "right.. tell [name] good morning for me."

".. tell her yourself." he got into the elevator, already seeing the grin in uraraka's face as he went up a floor to his room.

the same grin everyone greeted him with as he went to sit next to you in the common room, having made you some breakfast. he and you were all ready, you had refreshed your hair from when he was playing with it, simple makeup and your uniform ironed. he admired you while he ate his meal.

"ah, thanks 'suki."

"mhm."

you moved to whisper in his ear, "why's everyone looking at us?"

"fuck if i know."

"so you two lovebirds aren't gonna say anything?" denki said, putting his hands on his hips as he looked you two over.

"'bout what?"

"that you two are totally dating!" mina exclaimed, pointing at you. "and you didn't say anything? wow [name], i thought.. we were closer than that." she mock fully cried.

katsuki was about to say something, you cut him off though. "i thought everyone knew?" with a tilt of your head, a question mark almost visible from the blank expression you wore.

the class only sighed, kirishima shrugged his shoulders. "yeah, we should've guessed. i mean bakugo had a obvious crush on you for the longest."

"yeah, good looks man." sero gave him a thumbs up.

"tch. let's go [name]." he sat up, placing his and your finished dishes in the sink before you followed behind him.

"right! bye guys!"

you grabbed his hand as you walked out the door. nobody was around, there was no need to keep up appearances now.

but that didn't stop him from holding your hand tighter.

and that didn't stop you from clinging even more to his side.

it seemed you two were now together all the time. a clingy couple is what you seemed like to your friends, and more importantly his fans.

at lunch he could now be in the cafeteria again, you were stuck his side as you ate, an arm around you as you shared his food, insisting his cooking was better than the U-A food.

you were caged in by his body, you really did just look like a sappy couple to everyone.

during class, he was caught glancing at you. a lot. he'd roll his eyes and pretend nothing even happened, but everyone knew he was far gone.

during training, as you sparred you noticed he was going harder on you than before. some would think that because you were his crush he wouldn't get so aggressive,

too bad katsuki only wanted to push you harder, get you to show the strength he saw you unleash on those villains in the war. he wanted you to be stronger beside him, if he was number one, he'd want you to be ranked closely to him, because he knew you were strong enough.

that didn't mean it wasn't any more hard to fight him, the man was a maniac.

"you can chill out you know!"

"what? can't take it?!"

"no, slow your fucking roll!" you barely dodged his other attack, just barely moving out the way as he threw an explosion in your direction.

you now had met the conditions to use your quirk, comeback. by generating a max of 8 orbs, they'd absorb energy that you could use back for your offense. the only downside?

melee attacks couldn't be absorbed at all.

a kick to your legs sent you to the ground, you dispersed one of your orbs with the explosion stored inside of it.

"be nice and let me win!!"

"no."

he dodged your attack and pinned you to the ground. he won.

"you're so mean 'suki." you shoved him off you, making him grunt. "a good boyfriend would've let me win!"

a nagging voice in the back of his head was telling him he wasn't yours, you weren't his, and that he was only doing this for his convinience.

"well, i guess i'll be a better one next time."

even that voice couldn't deny that the way he cared for you wasn't anything less than real. that even if this relationship was fake, that he was undoubtedly yours. that the way he held his hand out to you, lifting you as gently as he could fathom.

"wanna go again?" he asked, a boyish smirk on his face.

"you know it!"

your plan of tiring katsuki out with exercise didn't work, so you found yourself in his room at his desk. showered and wiping the dew off your neck with a towel, you sat in front of him with a book splayed open.

he was hammering topic after topic into you.. statistics or something? you weren't really paying attention, you were more interested in the bulge of his muscles out of his tank top.

his words were a blur when you suddenly found yourself reaching a hand out to feel his muscle,

your hand squeezing it.

'firm. hm.' you thought, until he pulled you away, an incredulous look on his face. "this is why your class ranking keeps falling [name]. focus!"

"how can i focus with you in front of me? it's like dancing a donut in front of a cop!" you whined, face planted onto his desk.

"you're.. insane."

"you love me though, don't you?" the words slipped out of your lips without a second thought, your face flushing slightly. "oops, sorry! almost forgot you arent my like-- real boyfriend!"

he swore he heard a bit of disappointment in your voice, felt a bit of reluctance in your movements as you pulled away at him, saw a bit of longing in your eyes.

"uh.. yeah. 's fine. let's just.. take a break." he said, motioning over to lay on his bed and do nothing for a little while.

if you would've told him a couple months ago that he'd be sat, face to face, body next to body, hands awkwardly close to each other as you remained in silence. you'd had a movie on in the background, something stupid he thought. not like he payed attention to it at all.

it was comfortable, being around you. he'd be a liar if he said that he didn't like the fact that everyone now thought you were his and vice versa. not just his fans, not just yours, but your mutual friends. family.

"do you wanna try again?" he asked after a while, voice soft and his hand moving to rub his eyes. it was his bedtime, eight o clock sharp, but he'd break it for you.

"hm? to be honest no." you moved to face him. "you look tired anyways 'suki, you should sleep."

he grumbled, his eyes closing slightly as he slowly swatted your hand away from his face, his grip lingering on your wrist.

"right." he yawned. he didn't know if it was the sleep or impulse, maybe a mixture of both. but he pulled you closer to him. making you crash against his chest with his head in the nook of your neck.

"stay." he uttered, his breath flush against your neck making the hairs stand up.

"katsuki?" you thought you were dreaming. you'd move to pinch yourself if you weren't being pinned down by him.

"please?"

"..okay." your words barely matched your actions. you cuddled more into him, pulling him impossibly closer as you melted into eachother.

a blanket was thrown over the two of you. you fell asleep in his arms, the beating of his heart matching yours as you breathed a sigh of realization.

you were horribly in love with katsuki bakugo. and he was with you.

your 'fake' activities as a couple were coming along a little bit too easily to the two of you.

feeding him a snack in his room as a joke, him finding out he kind of liked being babied, him blackmailing you so you shut up.

all couple things. normal couple activity.

you didn't even have to continue those things behind closed doors, but it just came so naturally. it seemed wrong not to do it.

it seemed wrong for him not to sling a hand over you, not to hold your hand when it was so close to him, not to move the stray strands of hair and tuck it behind your ear.

it seemed wrong for him not to save a spot for you at lunch, not to wake up a bit earlier and slip out of your sleepy grasp to prepare you a meal alongside his.

not to make some breakfast for you, light or heavy, depending on what he'd learned you preferred.

not to walk with you to class, even walking with you to go see your general studies friend in the morning, leaning against the doorway with a smile on his face as he watched you rave on about a show you'd watched recently.

why wouldn't he do it if he could? why shouldn't he watch your favorite shows just to have things to talk to you about?

he found himself fighting to stay focused during your study sessions now too. he found himself noticing things about you, the smaller things.

how you'd flip your hello kitty pencil around while you were speaking. how you'd bite your lips in concentration, your expressions of disbelief when you actually started getting things correct.

he'd have to cover his hand with his face. you were just too cute.

sometimes he'd even get distracted mid sentence. he was explaining simple things over again, just to make sure you knew what it meant.

but it was hard even keeping eye contact with you.

"so, in this problem x would be.. uh.." he went silent, his mouth open but no words escaping.

"x would be what? 7?" you showed your page of work to him, with a nervous smile. "if it's not right tell me already! i know im kinda dumb, it won't hurt my feelings too bad i swear!"

he looked down back at his page. mentally slamming his head onto the table, before recovering. "yeah, no you're right. you got it."

you slammed the work onto his desk, "finally! then we can break now right?"

"yeah, 'guess so."

"let's do something fun. take a walk, my legs hurt from sitting." you pulled him up by his hand, dragging him to his door. "hurry up!"

he couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped him, you really reminded him of just how young you two were. how he was just a high schooler with a huge crush, how--

"why are you looking at me like that? are you sick?" you placed a hand on his forehead, making him promptly rip it off. a scowl quickly replaced the smile that been on his face moments prior. "no i'm not. let's go."

you walked hand in hand, the sunset the background for your 'date'.

the last few days, he'd been nervous to bring up what was happening between you. he was nervous to ruin the odd relationship you two had, he didn't want to lose you. he thought the things you two had been doing crossed the line between friendship and lovers.

you didn't have to do any of this. though he was sure you knew that already.

"math exam's tomorrow."

"don't remind me! you totally ruined the moment you know."

"you'll pass. i mean, i was your tutor after all. if you fail with me as a teacher? you are a lost cause."

"that's not nice to say." you ripped his hand away from yours, crossing your arms on your chest. "thats really messed up 'suki."

he leant down to face you, the sun goldening you two in its wake as he grew a cocky smirk on his lips. "oh really?"

"yes really."

"n' what're you gonna do about it?" his face was barely an inch away from yours. with a glance to his lips, he moved closer.

he barely pecked you, before he heard a loud, obnoxious idiot speak from behind him.

"[name] and bakugo are totally making out over here!"

denki and kirishima were looking at the two of you, a glare crossed over katsuki's face as he basically dragged you with him back into his dorm. he was about to leave you at your dorm, the hallway empty since curfew was around the corner.

he held your hands in his, running his thumb over the knuckle of yours. he intertwined your fingers, only letting go after a while.

he tilted your head upwards with his two fingers, wordlessly asking for permission. moonlight now struck you two as he moved in.

uninterruptedly, he kissed you. deepening it with a pull of the hand, holding you against him.

he let go after a while, his internal clock signaling it was almost time for curfew.

before he left, he whispered to you. "i don't.. really care what we're labeled. and if this shit is real or not.

i just want to be close to you."

he turned, walking to the elevator. leaving your breathless, with your heart in your throat.

no more words were spoken between you two, not as you screamed into your pillow, and not as he stared up into the ceiling of his room.

you passed that math test. and each assignment that went with it.

the end of the year was now coming quickly, of the school year that is. you and katsuki still kept up your 'act', the activities now stretching to dates after school mixed in with your study sessions.

one's that'd leave the touch of katsuki on you more than the touch of knowledge. but it was working nonetheless.

it was all good between you two, an eternal honeymoon it seemed. after all, by now it had been at least seven months since this began. your class ranking was higher, he no longer had to worry about strolling through the halls, it seemed nothing could get in your way.

well, besides two things.

one: the fact that you two were scared to label in between yourselves yet, too bashful to call him your boyfriend and you his girlfriend in private, yet proud fully admitting it to others.

two, the girl currently straddling him with no regard to you whatsoever. your entire cafeteria table was staring at her, looking at what katsuki would do to move her off.

but when he didn't immediately, didn't immediately curse the girl out and push her off him? you did the job for him.

you yanked the girl by her hair, sending her to the floor with a tray of food falling onto her body. all attention was on you as you stared at katsuki, your mouth agape in anger.

"what the fuck bakugo?" you ignored her, even stepping on her leg slightly as your hands were agitated, your whole body was. you didn't even know why you were jealous. this wasn't real, it never was, he was just playing his role too well.

you should've known katsuki would go too far. he always did.

"babe-- it's not what you think-"

"then what was i looking at? and don't call me that. don't- don't fucking call me anything. we're over."

you knew to him that probably meant something different. you acclaimed the despair in his eyes to the loss of protection, to the loss of ease as he walked in the halls and the lack of paparazzi that'd ask him questions on his love life.

but to him it was so much more.

it was those things, yes. but it was more so the thought of losing you. the thought of the affection over the months being nothing but a memory and not his future. the thought of not having you close to him.

the thoughts of becoming nothing to you, less than a friend.

he didn't know why he didn't move, it was like he physically couldn't. the look in the girl's eyes, the grip she had on him, the weird smile. he recognized her as one of the girls who usually would be in the crowd following him around.

"you don't mean that." his voice sounded more desperate than it had in the whole time he'd met you, more longing slipping through than he intentioned.

but the sun's casting light had moved away from you, casting you in a shadow. "i do mean it. fuck you."

he was going to run after you, to chase you as you slammed your lunch tray into the trash. heading up to the rooftop to he alone.

but a hand, mina's, pulled him back. "i think.. you did enough bakugo."

she went after you instead, promising to bakugo she'd check on you.

fangirls were one thing? but a messy public breakup where you were never really something in the first place? surprisingly worse.

he'd been more snappy lately, his aura making the girls around him keep their distance.

he'd become quieter, closed off. you didn't come to eat lunch with him anymore, obviously. and he didn't go up to the rooftop to join you.

he didn't know how to speak to you, how to explain what happened, how to say that he was sorry.

he ran the scenario in his head a million times, thinking over the girl's quirk that had forced him into place. but it sounded so convenient, like he was lying.

but since your entire relationship was based off of one, he didn't know how to approach the topic in the first place.

a week. a week passed before he could muster up the words to speak to you.

a week of being ignored in the hallways, side glances and being walked off on. a week of not having you by his side, not having you to talk to, to study with,

to kiss.

you were alone on the rooftop, eating silently as you felt a presence behind you. you saw his hair in the shadow and sighed, placing your plate onto the floor next to you. "what?"

"let me talk."

"...fine."

he breathed a sigh, hands balling as he forced the words out. "i know what you saw. and i know it was bad, but listen. that.. girl. she had some quirk on me or something."

he paused, seeing as your movement shifted. he took the fact that you didn't leave as a sign to continue.

"i couldn't move, i would've. you know that. but, it was right for you to be fucking pissed. i'd be too.

and i know, this is my fault in a way. i've been.. a fuckin' loser about this." his hand went up to support his head, his eyes averting from where he felt yours eyeing him.

"i needed to ask you out, officially i mean, a long time ago. it was wrong of me to use you-"

"it wasn't like that and you know it." you moved now to face him, you taking his hands in yours once more.

"what are we? to you i mean."

"right now..

we're nothing, right?"

your eyes widened, his eyes came back to look at yours.

"what?"

the words settled between you, it sent a cold shiver down your spine at the implication.

"wait-- fuck i'm messing this shit up. i mean, we're, not anything right now. we weren't anything."

your heart sank, eyes falling to the floor though your hand still held by him. your bleeding heart was in his grasp too, it was apparent.

"but,

i'd like to be? if you'd have me."

he squeezed your hand tightly. "i, i think i did this all out of order. but, would you go out with me?"

you let out an anxious laugh mixed with emotion. relief? despair? you honestly didn't know. tears burned the corners of your eyes.

"you're-- you're real weird, you know that?"

"is that a no."

"no, it's a yes. i think."

"ya think?"

"you don't get to question me!"

"yeah, whatever." you shared a laugh of relief together. he held you, moving away to bring something out of his pocket.

a small bento box for you.

you gasped at the sight of it, it was so cute. "thank god! i hate this school shit." you sat down, patting the side beside you, prompting him to sit down.

"wow, a heart? don't tell me you like me or something katsuki."

instead of deflecting, of telling you to buzz off, of shoving you lightly, a small smile came over his lips once again. after a beat, he laughed boyishly.

"you caught me."

...

he patted your back as you choked on the heart shaped seaweed.

your first date was cute, a small picnic with the country of musatafu as your backdrop. it was weird, this scene had played out between you two various times. in his room, in public, in private, to everyone else you two had just recovered from a messy breakup. and yet,

your stomachs were filled with butterflies at the affection between you two.

your rank was high, the dates were endless between the two of you now. study dates, just going to cafes, mundane things became more when you were by each others side.

years passed, and your poor dorm was going mostly unused. you'd sleep in his bed most of the time, actually- you'd spent most of your time in his room. he even cleared out a section for you in his closet despite the fact that yours was perfectly fine.

graduation came along, your careers came rushing at the two of you.

you were the top rated woman hero, and he was number one. just like he dreamt, just like he imagined the future would be for the two of you all those years ago.

you were picking out some drinks from the vending machine, a pocky hanging out your mouth as you decided between two flavors.

you finally chose, having two drinks in your hand for you and katsuki when he suddenly dragged you into an alleyway, grunting when he pushed you against the wall.

deja vu? maybe, you felt like you lived through this before, the same mindless stampede of girls rushing past.

"i told you to clip down your hair."

"shut up. don't they even care that we're married now? why do they fucking bother?." he sighed, annoyed as he lightly grabbed the can out your hand, his frustration not matching his actions.

"well, maybe we need something that'd make it even more official." a lightbulb went over the both of your heads. you faced each other, a streetlight letting you see the slight pink tint of his cheeks.

"a ca-"

"a baby."

you laughed, keeling over at the sight of his face that grew impossibly red.

you went home, hand in hand, the photos of the two of you together making rounds in the media again.

but as you laid with his head laid on your lap, your head rested comfortably against the furniture you'd chosen for your home?

you couldn't help but feel like everything worked out perfectly.

and with the new addition of your family laid sleeping on top of katsuki's chest.

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it is completely understandable to be uncomfortable with the sexual assault in dandadan. it's important to discuss how it's framed, whether it's handled poorly, or if it could be been portrayed better. but the number of people - even fans - stating that it is only fanservice, irrelevant, or could be removed is frankly bizarre to for SO many reasons, starting with the fact that this parallel exists.

the anime made it even more obvious by interpolating cuts from the first scene into the second one.

i thought this scene showed that momo gaining her powers by believing in her relationship with her grandmother gives her the strength to fight back against what is basically a horrific, much more aggressive and abstract (maybe even absurd?) representation of her shitty gross ex - who was demanding she 'put out' and pay for the love hotel in very first scene.

while the escalation from one scene to the next is surprising, it's not something that comes out of nowhere. this first scene is meant to be a set-up to what will happen later. it sets the tone, though significantly more lighthearted at this point. it tells you that sex, sexuality, etc. is something dandadan will touch on - though you don't know what the scope and depth will be until later in the chapter.

i cannot recommend this video enough, as it discusses some interesting interpretations of what the serpoians and turbo granny represent in their respective assault scenes, as well as how right now the treatment of both scenes is unfortunately uneven.

more notes about plot and thematic relevance below the cut. spoilers for anime-onlies (up to chapter 8, will probably be covered in episodes 4/5).

momo was assaulted, and almost cut up by the serpoians, much like the other victims turbo granny appeared around. this is an intentional parallel. turbo granny goes to momo because that is what she does. again, SUPER unclear how that factors into turbo granny's assault of ken, but if we keep the video's interpretation of cynicism in mind, it could be related to that; maybe turbo granny has a cynicism toward men - similar to momo in chapter/episode 1 - and this is why she chose to attack ken. unfortunately, it's still too early to really understand and explain a lot of her motivations.

again, completely understandable to not like how the sexual assault was handled or portrayed, and it's important to keep discussing it. but this is what dandadan does for many different types of trauma and difficult life experiences. this is a huge part of dandadan's identity. if you don't like it, that is fine, but calling the sexual assault 'just fan service' is blatantly untrue.

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Sana's Web Chapter 4: Gaining Confidence

Reader x Tzuyu Smut Word Count: 14k

You awoke to the mid-morning sunlight peeking through your blinds. Luckily for you, you didn’t have any shoots or clients scheduled for the day, so you allowed yourself to sleep in a little. You reached for your phone only to find it dead because you had forgotten to leave it charging overnight, so with a sigh you resolved to plug it in and leave it on your bedside table. Groggily, you rose from your bed and headed for your bathroom to freshen up for the day. 

As you went about your morning routine, you couldn’t help but to think about what Sana had asked of you after the “party” a few days prior. Convince her other members, huh? How the hell do I do that, you thought to yourself. Truth be told, you had been mulling over that conundrum every day since that night and hadn’t made any headway towards getting about that task. You had already considered yourself lucky that Sana had somehow made her way into your life, even more so after your night spent with Mina, but now Sana was presenting you with an opportunity to other members in her group! A group, mind you, full of some of the most beautiful idols in the entire industry. 

You decided to break it down and consider your courses of action, and thought back to the initial impressions you’d had with each of the members. As per Sana’s instructions, Mina was off the table which saddened you, both because it would have been the easiest route to pursue due to your budding closeness, but also because you couldn’t deny the fact that selfishly you wanted to go another round with her. That left you with 7 other options.

The first was Nayeon. Thinking back on the party, her intentions with you were pretty cut and dry. She clearly wanted to do something with you that night and if it hadn’t been for the chance encounter with Sana and Mina, you thought you might have followed through with it. There was a sexual tension present that night that you couldn’t quite describe, but you knew it was there. You figured you could keep this option as a surefire route in your backpocket just in case other options proved to be too difficult.

Next was Jeongyeon. Sadly, you didn’t get a chance to have many interactions with her that night, so you couldn’t really gauge if she would be open to the idea. You instead decided to try and get to know her a bit more before revisiting the task at hand. 

Momo was a peculiar case. You couldn’t quite get a read on what Momo was thinking, and had to resort to asking her other J-Line members whether or not you had made a good first impression. Though they both assured you that you had, her aloof nature during your interactions with her made her a wild card that you didn’t quite yet want to tackle.

As you stepped out of the bathroom and into your closet to change clothes, you took a pause and looked at your topless self in the mirror, narcissistically admiring your physique in the mirror. What you saw gave you the confidence to not back down from Sana’s task. Though they were a collection of beautiful looking people themselves, you were able to at least catch the eye of a third of them, at least that’s what you surmised at this time. Looking at your abs reminded you of the fiasco you had with Jihyo, so you contemplated pursuing her as an option. Though she was a little confrontational with you, you understood that she was only trying to look out for her members which was something you could respect. Jihyo’s gym challenge to you lit up your competitive spirit for a few moments that night. You admit that rising to her challenge meant a little more to you than any lustful feelings you had at the time, so you decided pursuing her would have to wait until your score was settled.

If Jihyo was a little confrontational, Dahyun took that to new heights. You weren’t quite sure if her detest of you stemmed from your intrusion in their little get together, or if it was rooted in something deeper, but getting in between Sana and the rest of her members was the last thing you wanted to do. She already didn’t appreciate your presence at the party, so pursuing her seemed like a nigh impossible task. You would have to take the long and slow approach with her, getting to know her and having her warm up to you before even thinking about going for anything further. 

Next up was Chaeyoung. You had caught this girl having her own little photoshoot in Sana’s room and even helped her take a few photos yourself. The thing that surprised you the most about Chaeyoung was how open she was. One moment you’re engaged in some playful banter, the next she’s asking you about nude shoots. You could tell she was a free-spirit who didn’t shy away from speaking her mind, which made her seem all the more fun to you. You thought that going after her wouldn’t be either easy or difficult, but that it would be a ride you’d be willing to take.

The last member you thought of was Tzuyu. You remember her being quite timid. You really had to lead the conversation when conversing with her, at least until she had really begun opening up to you once you had found a topic that she was clearly very interested in. When you did find this topic, you discovered that really was a sweet girl. On top of this fact was her amazing visuals. Even though she was wearing a modest outfit, one look at her face almost took your breath away. Though you were a photographer, even you had to admit that pictures of her failed to do her looks any justice. If you pursued her, you knew it would be a tough undertaking, but the reward would be all the sweeter for it. 

7 options, each with their own unique sets of challenges that you would have to overcome if it meant pleasing Sana. While some options seemed more enticing than others, deep down you knew that any option would be great if you could find a way to make it work. All the thinking was starting to become burdensome, so you decided to revisit this again later. You finished getting dressed and walked back over to your phone and turned it on. Once it was though, you were immediately met with a text message.

Happy Tails Pet Rescue: Hey kid, you still coming in today? I’m a little short staffed so if you can make it, you’d be a lifesaver!

Your eyes widened in shock as you looked at the time. 10:28 A.M. You had forgotten that you had specifically cleared your schedules for today because you had already agreed to go help out at a local pet shelter, and were supposed to come in to help 3 hours prior. Quickly, you sent a reply text saying that you would be right there, and raced off to your car. 

—

You quickly pulled into the lot of the animal shelter. The outside of the building was adorned with decorations and balloons to liven up the place for the adoption event that would be taking place that day. There weren’t too many people there yet as the event was scheduled to happen around 3, so you thanked the stars that you had somehow made it in time to help set up. When you entered the building, the lobby appeared to be empty, with no one manning the reception desk at the time. You quickly tried to sneak your way to the changing area to avoid being noticed since you were already pretty late to arrive, but just as you were about to get to round the corner, you heard a voice call out to you.

“Ah, look who finally decided to show up!!” a man’s voice exclaimed. You froze in place and gritted your teeth, caught red-handed. You put on the best smile you could and turned back around.

“Sorry, Hyung…I got caught up with some work stuff this morning and couldn’t make it until now.” you explained while guiltily scratching the back of your head. The man who you were speaking to was the owner of the shelter. He was a fair bit older than you and he usually had a nice demeanor to him, but right now he was clearly a bit more upset and for good reason.

The owner approached you and crossed his arms. “Work stuff, huh? But I thought you said before that you were able to clear everything just for today? It is our big monthly event after all” he pressed with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah…you know how it goes though…” you tried to reason, though your confidence in your white lie was quickly faltering. “Sometimes clients request last minute edits, that sort of thing…”

You were clearly getting more and more uncomfortable trying to keep up your act, an act the owner definitely saw right through, and you were desperate to be released from this situation. As you continued rambling, the man uncrossed his arms and let out a chuckle before patting you on the back, easing the tension. 

“I’m just messing with you, kid. Thanks for coming in to help out. Me and the wife really appreciate it whenever you can make time to help us out, and today’s no different." You breathed out a sigh of relief thankful that he wasn’t really upset with you before. “You’re in luck though! We actually got another volunteer to come in this morning. She’s in the back right now and let me tell you, she’s a pretty one. Go ahead and get changed before you head back and please help her out. It’s not often we get volunteers other than yourself, so with the two of you I’m sure we’ll get this place nice and ready well before we open doors” the owner said with a grin. You smiled and nodded your head before finally entering the changing room. 

When you finished changing, you headed to the back area of the shelter. The room was large, with cages lining the walls for all of the dogs at the facility. Most of the dogs had been taken to the yard behind the building so that the staff would be able to clean their living areas, but you heard the sound of one dog barking from around the corner, along with the sound of a woman giggling, but it wasn’t the laugh of the owner’s wife. You went ahead to investigate and to your surprise, the laugh belonged to a familiar face.

“Tzuyu…?” you called out.

Tzuyu’s ears perked up at the sound of her name. She whipped her head around to see you standing there a bit dumbfounded. When she made eye contact with you, she blushed a little and stopped petting the dog whose head was in her hands. The dog then jumped up to Tzuyu’s torso making her fall onto her back before it began lapping up her beautiful face.

“Ah!” Tzuyu exclaimed as she giggled, trying to fend the dog off.

It was a cute sight that you almost didn’t want to break up with, but for Tzuyu’s sake you decided to step in. “Hey, come on now buddy! Let’s go,” you commanded as you approached the two. You grabbed a hold of the dog’s collar and gently lifted it off of Tzuyu, taking a knee besides her. petting the dog to keep it in check. While Tzuyu collected herself, you continued petting the dog to keep it in check. 

“...thanks for that, Y/N…” Tzuyu said meekly. 

You turned your attention to her and flashed her a smile. “Not a problem at all. Kovu’s always been a little more energetic than the rest of the bunch. Hopefully we can find a good home for him later today!” you said with confidence. You slowly got back to your feet before extending a hand to Tzuyu to help her up. Her eyes darted between your hand and your eyes in a split second of hesitation before she ultimately smiled and took your help. The two of you were now standing and facing each other, an awkward silence filling the air as neither of you knew what to say next. Even the dog was eager for what was to come as it stood between the two of you, blissfully wagging its tail.

“So…” the two of you said in unison, making both of your eyes grow wide in surprise. Not a second later, you both laughed at the absurdity of the situation.

“Please, you first.” Tzuyu suggested genially. 

“Alright, so uh…What are you doing here?” you asked. You figured there was no point in beating around the bush. 

Tzuyu’s smile faded and was quickly replaced with a deadpan expression. “What, am I not allowed to volunteer in my free time?” 

Immediately you mentally facepalmed. Not the greatest start to this conversation, Y/N. you thought to yourself. “N-no! That’s not what I meant, sorry. I’m glad you’re here but…it just seems kind of random? How did you know about this place?” you asked.

“...you told me about this place last week at Sana-unnie’s party, remember? I had a free day so I decided to stop by.” 

You made an “O” face as it all started coming back to you. You recalled the brief conversation you had with Tzuyu that night, and remembered how she lit up when you started talking about dogs and volunteering. Tzuyu smirked as she took a knee beside the dog watching the trainwreck unfold and started petting it. 

“Ah, right! That’s great then! Like I said, I’m glad you’re here.” you said warmly. Tzuyu looked back up to you and returned the smile. While this was happening, the owner rounded the corner with his eyes focused on the clipboard in his hands.

“Hey, Sunhi. After you get Kovu out back, can you please-...” he started saying before his eyes rose from the clipboard, finally seeing the two of you. “Oh good, looks like you two have already met! Anyway, I can take Kovu to the rest of the dogs, so could you please start replacing the newspaper linings in all of their areas? Y/N can show you where we keep everything.”

As you eyed Tzuyu in slight confusion, she rose from her knee and nodded her head. “Sure thing!” she replied. You handed Kovu’s leash to the owner then gestured for Tzuyu to follow your lead. She quietly followed suit next to you as you made your way to the supply closet. When the owner was out of earshot, you leaned over slightly and whispered under your breath.

“So…Sunhi, huh? Is that your real name or…?” you jested. Tzuyu playfully nudged your arm as she giggled.

“Shush! That’s just the name I use whenever I don’t want to be recognized.”

“Ah, gotcha.” you replied as you continued walking. “I was gonna say, it’s a cute name.” you said with a wink. Tzuyu rolled her eyes and looked away from you in an attempt to brush off the compliment, but her cheeks becoming rosy showed you that you still hit the mark. 

After getting the needed supplies, the two of you got to work cleaning out the dog kennels. Though you worked in silence for the most part, it didn’t feel awkward at all. In fact, you quite enjoyed her company. Previous times volunteering at the shelter, you’d be alone besides the owner and his wife, so Tzuyu being here with you was a nice change of pace. From time to time, you’d feel her gazing at you behind your back, so you decided to mess with her a little bit by shooting looks back. She’d quickly smile and blush before looking away, then the two of you would laugh it off. She has a nice smile, you thought to yourself.

The work cleaning the kennels only took an hour, far faster than it would have if you had been working alone, so once again you appreciated her presence. Just as the two of you were exiting the last space, the owner came by again with his clipboard in hand. 

“Wow, looking great, Y/N! Knew I could count on you.” You laughed it off while scratching the back of your head. “Sunhi, could you please help Mrs. Kwon for a sec? I have another task for Y/N over here.” Tzuyu briefly looked at you. You gave her a reassuring smile and nodded your head, to which she smiled back. She then looked back towards the owner. 

“Mhm!” she replied before heading on her way. You couldn’t help but admire her for a bit as she walked away. Though her torso was being concealed by a relatively baggy sweater, her jeans accented the curves of her legs quite nicely. Unfortunately for you, your gawking wasn’t lost on the owner who by now was chuckling to himself. When Tzuyu was out of earshot, he snapped his fingers in front of your face to snap you out of your daze.

“Hey, earth to Y/N.” he joked. You quickly shook your head before making eye contact with him, flustered slightly as you had been caught red-handed.

“Yeah? Whatcha need, boss?” you managed to say.

“Just to get the dogs back in their area. Can you help me with that?”

“Of course, lead the way!” The two of you started to head towards the exit of the building. On your way, your eyes trailed to Tzuyu helping the owner’s wife hang up some decorations along one of the walls. Once again, the owner caught your gaze wandering, but this time he decided to mess with you a little bit.

“She’s a real godsend, isn’t she?” the owner commented. 

You didn’t quite know how to respond. “Yeah...she’s pretty nice I suppose.” 

The owner placed his hands on his waist and smirked. “C’mon kid, I was your age once. I know a pretty girl when I see one and let me tell you, she’s a really pretty one.”

You’d never engaged in this kind of conversation with the owner before, so suffice to say you were caught off guard. As your mind raced to come up with a response, the owner reached out and slapped your shoulder and belted out a hearty laugh. 

“Ah I’m just messing with you. Just keep playing your cards right and good things will come your way. Now let’s get back to work, yeah?” he jested. You nodded your head and followed his lead out the building, glad the awkwardness of that conversation was over.

—

The rest of the afternoon went pretty smoothly. Just like the owner had hoped, the 4 of you were able to get the shelter in tip-top shape just as the adoption event was scheduled to start. Once it did start, his wife manned the front desk while he assigned both you and Tzuyu the task of bringing prospective owners to the back and meeting with the dogs. Since you were quite familiar and knowledgeable with the dogs, you were able to answer most of the questions any of the prospective owners had. Meanwhile, Tzuyu was there right alongside you, listening intently as you described each of the dogs’ mannerisms as you toured the groups through the kennels.

The event lasted for a few hours, and proved quite fruitful for the shelter. By the end of the day, 5 dogs had found new homes. The last couple, a man and woman who looked to be close to your age, was going over the last bit of necessary paperwork to bring home their newest family member, and you were waiting patiently with the dog sitting by your feet, ready to hand the leash over to his new owners. After the papers were signed, you gave the leash to the happy couple and took a knee before ruffling the dog’s head one last time before bidding it farewell. Everyone in the room smiled at this, but no one smiled more than Tzuyu did. 

“Don’t give them too much trouble, alright?” you said to the dog. He wagged his tail in glee before his new owners called out to him to lead him away. After the couple left, the owner closed the door behind them and flipped the “Open” sign to “Closed”, signaling the end of the event. He let out a huge sigh of relief before turning around with a big smile on his face.

“And that’s that! Great job everybody!” You and Tzuyu clapped and hollered as the owner and his wife embraced in a celebratory hug and kiss. They then turned to the two of you. “Really guys, thank you for coming out today. I know you always decline it, but I feel I have to offer it every time. Are you sure you don’t want any pay?” his wife asked.

“Nope, none at all Ms. Kwon. I’m always glad to help out when I can.” you said. Ms. Kwon then turned her attention to Tzuyu. “How about you, dear?”

“No thank you, I’m just glad I could be of service too.” She said softly. The owner and his wife smiled at this, happy to have found 2 good people such as yourselves willing to help out of the kindness of your hearts. 

“Alright then, kids. We’ll let you know when the next event is. Hopefully we can see the two of you here again?” the owner asked.

“You got it, boss.”

___

After freshening up and changing back into your regular clothes, you were now sitting in the lobby waiting for Tzuyu. You didn’t have to wait long, however, as a couple minutes after you had sat down, Tzuyu emerged from the back in her casual clothes. Her fashion choice was a far cry from the uniform you had seen her in up until now. She was wearing a brown long-sleeved shirt that exposed both of shoulders, and a dark gray pencil skirt that went down past her shins. Her hair was down in contrast to the ponytail and hat she was wearing throughout the day. Even with minimal make-up, you couldn’t deny she was breathtaking in every sense of the word. With her silver bag in hand, she meekly made her way over to you.

“So…” you said in unison. Both of your eyes widened at the awkward exchange that you never seemed to escape from before the two of you laughed it off. “Go ahead?” Tzuyu said cutely from behind her hand covering her mouth. 

“Yeah…so I was wondering, did you have any other plans today? It’s still pretty early and I was hoping you’d still be available to hang out?” you asked tentatively. 

Tzuyu crossed her arms and placed her hand on her chin. “Hmmm, I think I should really check on Kaya and Butter. Dahyun unnie and Chaeyoung are both out today so I had to leave them both at home alone and after working with these dogs all day, I’d like to go and make sure they’re okay.”

“Ah, gotcha. Maybe next time then!”, you replied as you nodded your head, trying to play off your disappointment. Another moment of awkwardness followed before Tzuyu made a suggestion. “Would you like to come with…? I’d like to hang out with you some more too.” The two of you then made eye contact, and for the first time you got a chance to really see how beautiful her eyes truly were. You couldn’t hide the grin you had on your face.

“I’d love to!” Tzuyu giggled as you gestured for her to lead the way out of the shelter. Meanwhile back over by the reception area, the shelter’s owner and his wife were quietly observing your whole exchange. After you and Tzuyu left, the owner turned to his wife and chuckled.

“Kids these days, huh? I was way smoother than that when we first met, right?” he asked. His wife just rolled her eyes before deciding to kick his ego in check. “Trust me, you were way worse.”

—

You arrived at Tzuyu’s building about 30 minutes later. The drive over was relatively uneventful, as you let Tzuyu choose the music while listening for her directions to her home. The two of you were now riding in the elevator on the way up to her apartment. You decided to break the silence by asking her some questions, hoping to get a little better of an idea of what you were getting yourself into.

“So, you live with Dahyun and Chaeyoung huh? What’s that like?” you asked. 

“It’s great. For the most part, we all usually keep to ourselves when we’re at home but every once in a while, I’ll go out with either of them on our off days.” The elevator dinged as it signaled your arrival at her floor and the two of you started making your way down the hall. You thought back to the party where you had met all of them for the first time, and remembered how some of her members seemed to be a little protective of Tzuyu. 

“You said they were both out right now…are you sure they’d be okay with me coming over?” you postured. Tzuyu then turned to you with a blank expression on her face. “Yeah, why wouldn’t they be? It’s not like I need to ask for their permission or anything” she replied, seemingly unbothered by the situation before digging into her purse for her keys. You raised your eyebrows while nodding your head. Ah, that must be the whole “savage maknae” thing she’s got going on, you thought to yourself. Tzuyu then proceeded to unlock her door, and gestured for you to come in.

As you entered her living room, you were taken back by how spacious the apartment seemed to be. For a 3-bedroom apartment in downtown, it was way bigger than most and must’ve cost a fortune, but you figured this was par for the course for one of the biggest girl groups in the industry. In general, the room was decorated with rather modest furniture but as you looked around you could see little hints pinpointing which members of Twice had to be living here. The walls were adorned with handmade sketches and paintings which you knew had to be the work of Chaeyoung. Off in the corner near the entrance to their patio sat a piano with a notebook and pen on its stand. This one had to belong to Dahyun. Lastly, the pee pads in the other corner and the sounds emanating from the pitter-patter of dog paws running around somewhere else in the apartment signaled the two pets that you surmised had to be Kaya and Butter, Tzuyu’s pets. You took a moment to take all of this in as Tzuyu hung up her purse before making her way past you. 

“Go ahead and make yourself comfortable, Y/N, I'm just gonna go make sure Kaya and Butter haven't made a mess of things in my room” Tzuyu said cutely before heading off down the hall towards the bedrooms. You made your way over to the sofa and plopped down waiting for her to return.

A few minutes later, Tzuyu emerged back from the hallway with a small grin on her face. 

“Everything good?” You asked. 

“Yup, they're doing fine. They looked like they were fighting a bit, but as soon as I walked in they stopped and came to me” she replied with a smile. “I love coming home to them, they always brighten my day.”

You placed your elbow on the back of the couch and nodded. “Ah, that sounds like the best. This place is very nice by the way. I thought it might be a bit cramped with 3 people, but it's way more spacious than I thought. And the view from your patio? Man, I don't know why any of you guys would ever want to leave” you joked. 

Tzuyu giggled at this. “Huh, Mina-unnie said the same thing the first time she came to visit, but thank you. Are you hungry by chance? We've kinda been out all day and I forgot to ask if you wanted to stop by somewhere before we came here.”

Up til now you hadn't really felt it but now that you were being asked about it, you did feel some hunger pangs creeping up. You placed your other hand on your stomach. “Uh…yeah, I guess I could eat. Did you want to order something?”

Tzuyu then started making her way towards their kitchen. “Nope, I actually have something, gimme a second!” She said as she scurried off. Not a minute later, she came back to the living room with a tray in her hands. On it was a plate of bread along with two glasses of iced coffee. She placed the tray down on the table in front of the couch before taking a seat next to you on the couch. She then gestured for you to take a piece. 

“Oh wow, this looks great. Where did you get this from?” You said as you picked off a bit of bread to eat. She looked like she was waiting eagerly for you to try it, so you obliged her. To your surprise, the bread was pretty good. “Mmmm, banana bread huh?” You said while covering your mouthful.

“Yup, I actually made that. Momo-unnie sent me the recipe so I made a loaf last night. Dahyun-unnie and Chae haven't had a chance to try it yet so I guess you're the first? I'm glad you like it though!” Tzuyu said, her voice a mix of glee and relief. She reached over and grabbed a piece for herself. After finishing your piece, you reached for one of the two iced coffees to wash down the bread.

“Ah, I didn't make that though. Store bought, hehe, but I added some whipped cream because it's just how I like it” she explained as she grabbed her own glass. The two of you clanked your glasses in “cheers” and took a sip. When you moved the glasses down though, the two of you looked at each other for a second before bursting into laughter, as the whipped cream had gotten all over both of you guys’ lips.

The two of you quickly wiped your faces clean before placing your glasses back down on the table. You then turned to each other, but this time you could feel the awkwardness slowly starting to dissipate as the two of you grew more comfortable around each other. 

Tzuyu was the first to break the silence this time. “So, any particular reason why you wanted to hang out?” You chuckled at the bluntness of her question, but not out of nervousness. At this point, you’d just come to accept that it was part of her charm. 

“Yeah, actually. We didn't really get a chance to talk much while we were volunteering, so I wanted an opportunity to get to know you a little more if that's alright?” you asked. 

Tzuyu brought both of  her legs up to her seat and sat criss-cross, hugging her knees. “Sure! That means I'll get to learn a bit about you too. What do you want to know?”

The next half-hour or so was spent recanting both of your life stories. You already knew a little about her journey to becoming an idol, but hearing it from her and all the extra little details the public would never be able to find online made her story all the more engaging. She talked about leaving home at a young age, and how the girls who would eventually go on to become her unnies took her in and cared for her to make sure she would be alright. This endeared you a bit more to the 2 members you were already pretty close to, and made you all the more appreciative of the other 6. When it was your turn, Tzuyu listened intently as you chronicled your path to becoming an artist in your own right. From your own humble beginnings, to now working with some of the biggest names in the industry, Tzuyu would nod and ask follow-on questions showing she was genuinely interested in what you had to say. By the end of it all, you were now at the present.

“...and that's how I started working with Sana, and eventually got to meet all of you!” You exclaimed, sighing as if you had finished a presentation. Tzuyu smiled at this while placing her elbow on the back of the couch to lean on.

“You and Sana-unnie are pretty close, huh? I think it's been a few months since she first told us about you, and she always has nice things to say.” She remarked. Your face instantly started to feel red. Charm or not, this girl could really be blunt when she wanted to. 

“Yeah, I guess?” You replied, trying to laugh it off. “But I’m sure she's nice like that around everyone. She's just a nice person in general” you said, still trying to downplay the situation. You knew some of the members knew about you and Sana’s escapades but didn't quite know if Tzuyu was among those in the know, and you weren't about to go about exposing that now if you could help it. 

“Right…well, let me ask you then. What do you think of Sana-unnie?” Tzuyu said as she shifted her body to face you. You could feel that she had a thought in her mind, and was doubling down on it. You steeled your resolve before answering her question.

“Like I said, I think she's very sweet and nice. If you're asking me if I “like her” like that, then no. I’m not interested in her in that sense. Though she started off as one of my clients, we’re just very good friends now.” You explained. Tzuyu nodded her head and you could see the corners of her lips curl into the tiniest grin. You decided to try and turn the tables on her to try and deflect her questioning.

“What about you? Do you have anyone you're interested in? Or is something like that just out of the question for idols?” You flat-out asked. You thought that being outright with your question would make her want to change the subject, but to your surprise Tzuyu seemed unfazed. 

“Hmm, maybe. I don't quite know yet. I did have one long term relationship, but he actually ended things for…reasons. I don't really want to get into that right now if that's okay with you.” You were taken back by her openness. Though she didn't answer your question, the fact that she acknowledged it and even trusted you enough to tell you that about her past really struck a chord with you.

"Oh, of course. I'm sorry to hear that though. For what it's worth, I think It's truly that guy’s loss” you commented.

Tzuyu once again smiled at your compliment. “It’s ok, I'm over it, but thanks, Y/N. I appreciate that.” The two of you then looked warmly at each other before you felt that you had to break your gaze. You reached back down for your glass while Tzuyu continued to smile at you. You took another sip before facing her again.

“So…” you started to say, defaulting to the only line you could come up with. Tzuyu chuckled at this before sighing.

“So. I feel like we learned a lot about each other today, right? We seem to have a lot in common.” Tzuyu commented. You nodded your head in agreement, a little anxious to see where she was going with this. “You're an artist, I'm an idol. You like to volunteer, I like to volunteer.” You kept nodding your head as Tzuyu continued to list off the things tying you two together. You took another sip from your glass.

“...you're single, I'm single…” 

You almost spat out your coffee, but by god’s grace managed to maintain your composure. You set your glass back down on the table and took a deep breath before facing her. 

“Ahem Ah, yeah. Before you go any further, I feel like I should pause for a second. Listen, I think you're very nice and obviously we have a lot in common, but I'm really not looking at getting into something right now, not at this point in my career anyway. I'm really sorry if I gave off that impression…” You started explaining. Meanwhile, Tzuyu looked at you with a quizzical look on her face before cutting you off. 

“Getting into something? What do you mean?” She asked. The tension in the room could have been cut with a knife, but you felt like at this moment you had to man up and let her down as gently as you could. You cleared your throat before continuing.

“Getting into…like a relationship or something? That's where you were headed with that, right?” You asked. Tzuyu's eyes widened as she covered her mouth in surprise. 

“No, no! That's not what I meant at all!” She exclaimed. Now it was your turn to be confused. Your eyebrows scrunched up as you began trying to make sense of the situation. After the initial shock of it all wore off, Tzuyu started laughing as she figured out how to proceed. 

“Ok, I see why you might've thought that, but maybe that just came out wrong. Maybe this will make things make a lot more sense. Look, I know about you and Sana-unnie. I even know about you and Mina-unnie…” she started to say. All of a sudden, the dots in your head connected, and you figured out where Tzuyu was going.

Tzuyu continued to look at you with an unreadable expression while a million thoughts began running through your head. She knows? What does she mean she knows? Did Sana tell everyone in her group about their arrangement? What do the other members think of what Sana and I are doing? I know Mina is fine with it, Nayeon maybe too, but Jihyo? Momo? More importantly, what does Tzuyu think? I thought she might’ve been alluding to something more, but she really wanted to know more about this? Your eyes glazed over in a thousand yard stare as you continued to try and make sense of the situation. It was only when you felt a hand be placed on top of yours on your lap that you were jolted back to your senses. Your eyes focused on the hand and trailed upwards, revealing that Tzuyu had shifted closer and was now seated next to you on the couch. 

“Tzuyu, I…” you started to say. Tzuyu slowly closed her hand, holding the back of yours. 

“Relax. I know you’re probably a little confused so let me help clear some things up for you.” she said calmly. You took a deep breath then shifted your weight to face her fully. “Like I said, I know about what you and Sana do outside of work, in fact, we all sort of do. We’re okay with it because Sana-unnie is happy, well, most of us are anyway. But anyways. Even before the party, she always had good things to say about you, but the thing I’m most interested in is one thing she said in particular…” she said as her voice started to trail off. She withdrew her hand from yours, and you could sense a feeling of nervousness washing upon her. You gave her a moment to collect herself but when she didn’t continue, you decided to press the topic.

“And what would that be?” you asked tentatively.

Tzuyu hugged her knees before gaining enough confidence to come out with her real intentions. “Well…Sana-unnie said that you were really good at...” 

“Really good at…?” you asked with your brows furrowing.

“You know, really good. Like, at the stuff you two do.” she replied meekly.

You were now beginning to connect the dots, but you wanted to avoid any more confusion. “Ah. Sana told you that I was good in bed. Is that what you mean?” Tzuyu nodded her head slowly, acknowledging that you were now both finally on the same page. Inside, you felt a sense of pride that Sana had given you such an endorsement, but you had to play it cool. Even still, you started grinning.

“Tzuyu, if you wanted to ask if I wanted to spend the night with you, there were simpler ways you could have asked,” you remarked with a little laugh. Tzuyu’s face turned beet red as she playfully hit your shoulder. 

“Hey, I was trying!” she scoffed while trying to downplay her embarrassment. “It’s not just that though. The reason I wanted to bring this up was because I was actually hoping you could help me out with something. When I talked about it with Sana-unnie, she said you'd be the perfect guy to ask so…

“Sure, Tzuyu. You were kind enough to help out at the shelter today at a time when they happened to be needing it most. This is the least I can do to repay the favor” you said reassuringly. 

Tzuyu released her knees and let her legs down from the couch before placing her hands in her lap. “Well, it’s kind of a big request so before I say anything, I want to let you know that you’re more than welcome to say no. I’d completely understand.” 

“Nonsense. Whatever it is, if I can help you out, I will. So what is it?”

“Do you remember earlier when I told you about that long term relationship I was in before? Well long story short, he ended things because he said I wasn’t…delivering.” she explained. Her eyes remained downtrodden on her lap as she spoke. You understood what she was trying to say, but you decided to let her continue on. “Everything else was going great with our relationship, but he felt that our sex life wasn’t good enough for him, so he ended it. That really stuck with me, and I haven’t been able to move past that. Then I heard all the good things Sana-unnie has had to say about her sex life ever since she met you so I asked her about it. She told me you two weren’t exclusive or anything and that she’d even be willing to share, but I had to make sure for myself. I remember from the party that you said you’d be volunteering this week, so that’s why I came by. I really do love volunteering, but what I actually wanted to do was see if I could meet you again. Fast forward to now and I find out that you and Sana-unnie really aren’t exclusive so I figured I could ask if you maybe wanted to do something with me like you do with her…” Tzuyu’s voice trailed off as she got to the end of her explanation.

As Tzuyu spoke, you felt a warmth in your chest. Perhaps she hadn't realized it yet, but this was the longest she had spoken anything to you since the two of you had met. You figured that she must have grown really comfortable with you and you were appreciative of that. Like she did to you earlier, you placed your hand on top of hers in her lap. She eventually finished her explanation, and trailed her eyes back up to you.

"So let me get this straight.... You want to practice having sex with me?" You asked Tzuyu, making absolutely sure no misunderstandings came forth from assumptions. Your eyes looked sincere, staring into hers, not a hint of you mocking her in there, or some sort of sleazebag gaze already undressing her at the mere thought of these acts. This simple action reaffirmed her feelings that you might just be the solution to her problem. She averted her gaze, getting lost in her own thoughts. 

She thought back to all the events that led her to this moment. After her relationship had ended, she could not shake the growing sense of insecurity he had created in her. It truly struck a chord that her ex thought that she wasn't good enough to keep him around, and that feeling stuck with her through the few trysts she had with other men moving forward. Though they would shower her with praise about her skills in bed, deep down she knew their words were hollow. She knew this because she would sometimes purposefully do nothing, yet still the praise would come. No partner would ever tell her the truth, so she began believing the words of her ex. These experiments left her feeling more and more insecure, and eventually distrustful of men to the point that she stopped trying to be intimate altogether. Things started to change for her when you came into the picture. She remembered Sana coming to shoots absolutely glowing and telling the members about a guy she had recently started seeing, and that she liked him enough to want to introduce him to the rest of the group at some point. That eventually turned out to be the party. She remembered thinking that you really were as attractive as Sana boasted, but didn't pay too much mind to you until she noticed you turning down Nayeon's advances. Nobody had ever rejected Nayeon once she had her sights set on someone, so Tzuyu knew at that moment that you were special. She decided that if she were going to try being intimate with a guy again, you'd be the one she'd try with. 

You could tell a million things were happening in her mind, before Tzuyu's eyes focused, and re-met yours. "Yes." Her answer rang loudly, filled with a sense of determination. "I don't ever want to be treated like just a pretty face again."

She slowly rose from the couch facing you, demanding an answer to the clarification you brought just now. "I want you to help with that. Please." You weren't sure how to feel. It was obvious that this was a real concern for her, something that bothered her deeply. But you didn't want to come off as just some asshole using her for sex. If you were to agree to do this, you'd have to take it very seriously, you felt. Thinking about how much courage she must have gathered just to get herself to the point of asking you must mean this is very important to her, and before you knew it, you had responded in kind to her request. 

"Okay. I will. But it won't be easy. Are you prepared for that?" You answered, countering her, testing her determination.

She slowly rose from the couch and pulled you up to join her. "I am." She responded, a soft smile overtaking her determined and stern look from a few seconds ago.

—

You closed the door behind you as Tzuyu walked ahead of you to the foot of her bed. You admired her slender frame, the faint outline of her curves being dimly lit by a lamp in the corner. She paused with her hands at her sides, forming small fists. She seemed a bit nervous as to how to proceed now that she had finally gotten you so close to where she wanted you, so you decided to take the initiative. You made your way over to her, your own frame towering behind her as you stood there and placed your hands on her waist before leaning forward and inhaling the intoxicating scent of her hair. When she knew you were close, her body tensed up slightly, but she just as quickly relaxed when she felt you place a kiss on her head. She trailed one of her arms up behind her and hooked it around your neck to pull you deeper into her, tilting her head to the side in the process. Your face made its home in the space between her head and her shoulder as you continued to plant small kisses on her caramel colored skin. 

After feeling like you had started to get her relaxed, you turned her around to face you. At first, her eyes remained level with your chest as she placed her hands on it, biting her lip in anticipation. You gently held her chin between your thumb and index finger, tilting her face up slowly to look at you before leaning forward and bringing her into a proper kiss. She melted into this almost immediately, and wrapped her arms up and around your neck as your tongues began mingling with one another. 

"Mmmm..." she hummed out, directly into your mouth. Her kiss tasted delightfully sweet. You couldn't tell if it was either the flavor of her lip gloss, or the taste of her actual spit that you craved, but there was only one word that rang through your head as the two of you continued kissing: More.

As the two of you kept up the kiss, you then felt Tzuyu's hands trace the sides of your body down to the hem of your shirt. You got the message and abruptly pulled away to pull off your shirt, leaving her breathless. She had gotten a brief glimpse of your physique at the party, but was now finally given the chance to get a good look up close. She tenderly traced the lines of your abs with her fingertip with her jaw slackened in awe. When compared to her previous partner there was no contest and she was eager to dive right back into the fray with you, but there were still some steps that needed to be completed before the two of you got there. With a growing smirk, you decided it was your turn to get a look at what you would be working with tonight. Keeping your hands on her hips, you took a knee before her, all the while keeping an intense eye contact with her doe-like eyes. You made quick work of the buttons of her long skirt and parted the waistband around her voluptuous hips, revealing the top of her lacy black panties. You then slowly pulled your arms down, peeling the skirt down her long, slender legs with your face hovering mere inches away from her womanhood. In an instant, you were met with a provocative scent emanating from her growing wetness. It took an immeasurable amount of strength to resist the urge to dive your face right in to get a taste but you held out, wanting instead to continue building up the tension. After her skirt had pooled around her ankles, you moved back to give her some space, to which she stepped forward out of her skirt. You then slowly rose back up, tracing your fingertips along the length of her toned legs until you were standing upright before her. Your hands took hold of the hem of her shirt as you then started to pull up. She got the hint, and raised her arms above her head to assist you. You removed her tightly-fitted brown top, leaving her in a black push-up bra that matched her panties. After she tossed away the shirt, she meekly crossed her arms and looked away in a futile attempt to cover her chest. You smiled warmly at this, knowing that after everything that has transpired so far that she was still a bit nervous. You tenderly grabbed onto her wrists as she looked back up to your eyes. You gave her a reassuring nod, then guided her arms down to her side.

You cupped her face in your hands and kissed her one more time to indulge yourself in her lips before pulling away, keeping yourself close enough to feel her breaths on your face. 

"So, you wanted some help, right? Let's start by seeing where you're at. Kneel for me, sweetheart." you commanded lowly. Tzuyu's heart raced from both anticipation and excitement. Your tone made her feel like putty, and she was ready to obey. She quickly followed your orders and sank to her knees while placing her hands on top of her thighs, all while keeping her gaze on you. She sat there patiently awaiting your next command. She seems eager. That's good, you thought to yourself as you grinned. You unfastened your belt and unbuckled the button of your pants before placing your hands back to your sides. "Show me what you can do."

Tzuyu then directed her eyes toward your crotch. She raised her hands up to your waistband and slowly pulled your pants down. You couldn't deny the eroticism of it all, and your cock reacted much in the same way anyone else would have if they were in your situation. One of the most beautiful women on the planet was kneeling before you, wearing nothing but her underwear and she was undressing you. As she pulled your pants down further, your cock sprang up almost hitting her in the face, already almost fully erect. Tzuyu gasped at your size then bit her lip in an effort to contain herself. You kicked off your pants then stood firmly in place in front of her with your cock now standing proudly before her. With one of her dainty hands, Tzuyu wrapped her fingers around the base of your cock and tilted it upward to get a good look at it. After she was done admiring it, she looked back up to you as if to ask what she should do next. You were happy to oblige.

"Go on, sweetheart. You know what to do." you commanded.

Tzuyu softly smiled acknowledging your order, then focused her attention back to your cock in her hand. She opened her mouth wide and pushed her head forward, immediately sending a rush of sensation coursing throughout your body. Your knees almost buckled from the suddenness of it all, feeling the combination of the wetness of her mouth paired with the feeling of warmth enveloping the tip of your member. She sucked hard, weaving her head around the tip of your cock at a rapid pace like an insatiable woman. You hissed out in pleasure. On any other day you would have enjoyed this level of enthusiasm from your sexual partner, but the goal of tonight was different. With as much restraint as you could muster you took your hands and placed them on the sides of her head before prying her away, a long string of saliva connecting the tip of your cock to her bottom lip. Tzuyu took in a gasp of air before looking back up to you, her eyebrows furled in confusion as she wondered if she had done something wrong. 

"Hold on there, that was great but here's your first tip: sometimes, going slow can be just as good as going fast. Do you remember the tension you felt as I undressed you? Try building up that same kind of tension when you do this". Tzuyu nodded her head then refocused her gaze back to your cock, now well lubricated from her spit. As she was about to dive back in, you tapped her head to get her attention once more. "And also, try keeping eye contact with me while you do so. I love that. It shows how much you care." you said with a warm smile. Tzuyu reciprocated this before opening her mouth once again. This time when she took you in and closed her mouth, she was much more deliberate. She took in about half of your length, then sucked hard as she withdrew her head back up, all the while playing with the underside of your cock with her tongue. You looked up towards the ceiling and closed your eyes, savoring the much more sensual blowjob she was giving you. "That's much better, Tzuyu. Keep going just like that." you cooed. Despite being inexperienced, she was proving to be a quick learner. Tzuyu took a mental note of the effect she was having on you just by changing up her pace, and was proud that she was able to adapt so quickly.

You allowed Tzuyu to continue like this for some time, partly because you wanted to enjoy her blowing you but also because you wanted to give her some time to get used to this new way of doing things. It was truly a win-win situation for you, but deep down you couldn't fight the feeling of wanting to get a little greedy. After a little while, you tapped her head again. While still keeping your cock in one of her hands, she pulled her head away and sat back, wiping her lips of spit with her other while looking up at you. 

"Great job, sweetheart. That's already much better, but I think you might be able to do a little more. Tell me, have you ever taken in more than just the tip when blowing someone before?" you asked genuinely. 

Tzuyu furled her brow once more. "You mean, going deeper?" she asked meekly. 

"Deepthroating, Tzuyu." you responded, clearing up any shadows of doubt with your questioning. "Have you ever tried doing that before?" 

Tzuyu shook her head no as her shoulders dropped. "No...Is that something guys really like?" she asked innocently. The naivety behind her eyes told you everything you needed to know, so you decided to continue with a more reassuring approach.

"That's ok, sweetheart. That's what tonight is for, right? I can't speak for all men, but I know that it's something that I personally enjoy. If you want to try, we can. If that's something you aren't comfortable with, we can always try it another time." you said warmly. As much as you yourself wanted to do so, you didn't feel it would be right of you to take advantage of her in this situation.

Tzuyu looked back down to your cock and thought for a second before looking back up to you. "Let's try," she replied with as much confidence as she could. You smirked at this.

"Atta girl. Lean up a bit so you can get some more leverage, and use my legs to balance yourself. The best advice I can give you is to keep your mouth open as wide as you can, and to try and relax."

Tzuyu did as she was told and rose to knees with her face level with your abs. She placed both of her hands on your thighs then opened her mouth as wide as she could, inviting you in. If it were anyone else in this position that you knew was more experienced, Sana for example, you would not have hesitated to impale her throat right then and there, but you knew you had to be careful with her first time trying. You lined your tip up with her mouth and held your hips there. 

"Go ahead" you said encouragingly. Slowly, Tzuyu sank her head forward onto your cock. It slowly disappeared as she took inch by inch inside of her wanton mouth. She was doing well until she got about halfway down your length when you felt your tip reach the barrier of her throat. She paused for a moment before trying to push through, but her body immediately gagged in response to the intrusion. She quickly withdrew her head and choked for air, saliva dribbling down the corners of her mouth and down her chin. She was about to rescind her offer to try, but her doubt quickly dissipated when she looked up to see you smiling down encouragingly at her. 

"That's okay, sweetheart. I know it's tough the first time. You can try again or we can stop, it's up to you." Selfishly you wanted her to keep going, but you knew something like this would take time.

Tzuyu took a second to wipe her chin before clearing her throat. "No, I can do it. Let's try again." she declared with determination in her eyes. Once again, she positioned herself up on her knees before you and centered herself facing your rod. This time, you decided to help guide her down. She slackened her jaw as best she could and took you in. Once again, your tip had reached the end of her mouth and was about to breach her throat when she paused. You moved your hand to the back of her head and gave her a gentle push, egging her on to keep pushing forward. Tzuyu shut her eyes and leaned further, surprising the both of you when your tip pushed through. You were instantly hit with a rush of feeling emanating from your tip as she held it in her throat. Unfortunately she wouldn't be able to keep it there for long, as her body started to convulse from another gag. Tears started to stream down her cheeks as she reflexively pulled her head back, freeing your cock from her mouth as she fell forward onto her hands, a build-up of spit flowing from her mouth as she coughed and coughed. You took a knee in front of the panting girl and reached out to tilt her chin up.

"Hey, are you okay?" you asked. You took your thumb and wiped the tears from her cheeks and some of the dribble around her mouth. Tzuyu collected herself enough to lean back onto her heels, though she looked away from you a little dejected.

"I'm fine. I'm...I'm sorry. I thought I could do it. We can try again if you want..." she said, her voice breaking slightly. You placed both hands on the sides of her shoulders and forced her to look back at you. 

"There's nothing to be sorry about, Tzuyu. You did great for your first time. We don't have to keep trying tonight if you don't want to, but I'm sure that with a little more practice, it'll become second nature to you in no time." you were reassured with a smile. Tzuyu looked into your eyes and knew you were being sincere, eventually returning a small smile back. When you felt like she was doing alright, you decided against trying again and instead suggested something else to keep her mind off of it. You rose to your feet and pulled her up to stand with you. "Alright, how about we try something else? When you've had sex before, what different kinds of positions have you done, and which do you like most?"

Tzuyu thought to herself for a moment before answering. "Well, I haven't done much actually. Most of the time, it was either doggy or missionary." she said with her voice trailing off. 

You took a quick moment to admire her figure. There was no doubt in your mind that Tzuyu took care of herself well. "So the guy did most of the work, huh? I guess that makes a little sense though. I can't really blame them for wanting to enjoy your body..." As you finished your sentence, you felt Tzuyu's body tense up slightly before she looked down and away from you. Clearly you had struck a nerve, so you had to be quick to diffuse the situation. "But! This isn't about them. This is about you and you wanting to get better, right?" This got Tzuyu's attention as she turned back to face you, and internally you breathed a sigh of relief. "I want to give you a chance to show how much power and control you can have when you really want to." Tzuyu's eyebrows curled upwards while she tilted her head, obviously intrigued by your proposition. You then smirked, knowing that she was still in the palm of your hand. 

"But first, you've been so good to me. It's only right that I return the favor. Lay back for me, sweetheart. Let me get you nice and ready." you said in a sultry tone. Tzuyu nodded her head and slowly sat back, scooting up until both her legs were on the bed. She propped herself up on her arms and crossed her legs, awaiting your next command. Once again you knelt down, but this time you trailed both of your hands up her legs teasing her ever so slightly. When they got to the waistband of her panties, Tzuyu got the hint and uncrossed her legs while leaning further up her back to assist you in removing her underwear. You did so almost excruciatingly slow, but you knew that rushing this should be the last thing on your mind. You peeled her panties down her legs, eventually getting them off of her. As composed as you had been all night, you couldn't resist your inner urges any longer, and quickly brought her moistened panties to your face and inhaled, closing your eyes to really take in her scent. 

"You smell amazing Tzuyu, but I bet you taste even better..." you whispered. Tzuyu bit her lip as you spoke, not being able to hide her arousal as well. You hooked your hands around her thighs and repositioned her to lay closer to the edge of the bed with her knees bent and heels close to her ass. You then focused your attention on her clean shaven pussy which was already glistening from her excitement. You licked your lips then latched them onto her, sending a jolt of electricity right though her body.

"Ohhh~~" Tzuyu moaned out as her head tilted back, her face distorting in pleasure as you began lapping at her pussy lips. Your suspicions about her taste were proven true as you continued to eat out the Taiwanese beauty. Her taste was divine, and unlike any you had had before. You didn't quite know why, but something about her kept you wanting more. Your tongue darted between her lips rhythmically, and the sounds of Tzuyu's labored breaths and moans rang out like music to your ears. Occasionally you'd pull extra emphasis on her clit, and each time you did so her thighs would briefly tighten around your head before relaxing. Unable to hold herself up, Tzuyu fell back onto the bed and instead used one hand to hold onto her sheets while her other hand found its way to the back of your head to grip your hair.

"Ohhh my god, That's...that's good, Y/N. P-please don't stop" she begged. Stopping was in fact the last thing on your mind. Instead, you wanted to use this opportunity to flex a little bit and show her a new level of ecstasy. You tilted your head upward slightly, just enough to make enough room for you to get one of your hands under her. You took your middle finger and began to tease her pussy with it before inserting it into her. When you did so, she instantly cried out in pleasure. You gave her a second to savor the new feeling as you pumped your finger in and out of her but it was exactly that: one second. You wanted to send her over the edge in one of the best ways you knew how to. All those nights playing your game with Sana were about to pay off. With a renewed vigor, you focused your tongue on her clit while your hand picked up the pace. Tzuyu's moans rapidly grew higher in pitch until she ultimately could not hold herself back any longer.

"O-o-oppa!!!" Tzuyu yelled out, shaking her head violently and arching her back while her thighs clamped down on your head, trapping you there. Her body convulsed as wave after wave of pleasure overcame her, all the while your tongue never slowing down its assault of her most sensitive spot. She almost ripped your hair out with how tightly she was gripping you with her hand, but you didn't mind one bit. Eventually, she relinquished her hold on you as her body fully relaxed. Her only movements came from her still bra-clad chest moving up and down as she heaved for air. Satisfied with a job well done, you slowly retracted your finger and pulled your head back, wiping your lips with your free hand in the process. You stood back up and looked down at the panting girl below you. Her eyes were closed and her hair was a mess. Her perfect caramel-colored skin had a faint shine to it, no doubt from the sweat she had built up. Even though you had just eaten her out, she looked absolutely delicious from head to toe, and you couldn't wait to get more.

"I take it nobody's ever done something like that for you before, huh?" you said with a chuckle. Tzuyu kept her eyes closed but gave you a nice toothy smile. "Not like that. I see why Sana-unnie likes you." she replied with a chuckle of her own, acknowledging your skills. 

"Ready to keep going?" you asked as you took a seat next to her on the bed. Tzuyu propped herself back on one arm, and used the other to run her hand through her hair. She looked back at you and smiled. "Mhm, what's next?"

You leant over and laid her on her back, tilting her chin up for a kiss that she gladly reciprocated. Tzuyu's arms snaked their way around your sides to your back as she indulged herself in your toned physique while you kept yourself propped up above her. The two of you made out for a little while like this until you decided to proceed with your next move. You pulled away and allowed yourself to get closer to her before rolling over and bringing her on top of you. With her now straddling you, you reached a hand up to fix her hair behind one of her ears to get better look as her gorgeous face. You then decided give Tzuyu her next instructions.

"The other guys you've been with may have done all the work for you, but this time I want to show you how fun it can be to ride. Do you think you can do that for me, sweetheart?" you asked as your hands began to feel up her thighs. 

"Yes, oppa." Tzuyu replied. She leaned down to kiss you one more time before hoisting her body upright and reaching between her legs. She took a hold of your shaft and ran your tip along the outer folds of her pussy lips  a few times to prime it, the two of you hissing softly. When she was ready, she held you still and lined you up. She then lowered herself until your tip was firmly inside before letting go of your cock and placing both of her hands on your chest. Both of you closed your eyes and moaned out in harmonious unison when she had fully taken you in. Tzuyu remained still for a brief moment to allow herself time to adjust. For you, the feeling was absolutely divine. So. Fucking. Tight! you thought to yourself. Despite how good a job you thought you had done in getting her ready to take you, nothing could have prepared you for just how tight her pussy would be once you were inside. Every inch of her inner walls hugged your cock snuggly and you feared you wouldn't be able to last as long as you'd hoped, but you made a vow to yourself that you would not disappoint. After the two of you had gotten enough time to relax, Tzuyu leaned back up and opened her eyes with the most sultry look she had given you all night.

"Remember Tip #1, there's no need to rush things. Take it slow." you instructed. Tzuyu quickly nodded her head once then slowly began to ease her body up your length before coming back down. The feeling was mind-blowing to say the least. The grip her pussy had on your cock rivaled that of a hand job, but was much warmer and wetter than a hand job could ever be. Tzuyu's face grimaced, but not because of pain, but from the sheer amount of pleasure she was experiencing. It was as if your cock was scratching an itch that Tzuyu didn't even know she had, and the satisfaction of hitting that sent shiver after shiver straight up her spine. She repeated this motion a few times, maintaining the same slow pace as she milked your cock with her pussy. 

Though you knew she was enjoying things as they were, you felt that she could do even better. After recovering from the initial wave of pleasure that came from her riding you, you noticed that her body was incredibly stiff. You surmised that she must have been focusing hard on making sure that her movements were deliberate (to which she was doing a very good job with), but you felt like you knew just what to tell her in order to take it to the next level. You tapped on her thigh to get her attention.

"Tzuyu, you're doing great, but here's tip #2. Ease up, and relax. I want you to fully enjoy the feeling of being in control. You don't have to be so rigid while you ride. Play around with it a bit. I've seen the way you can move when you dance, so try using some of that." 

Tzuyu paused as she thought for a moment. She thought she had an idea of what you meant, so she decided to give it a shot. "Okay, tell me how this feels, oppa."

Tzuyu leaned back and sat upright in your lap. She then reached her hands behind her back and unclasped her bra, freeing her petite tits from their confines before tossing her bra aside. Your jaw dropped when you finally got a chance to see her boobs in all of their glory. They weren't big by any means, but much like Sana they fit the frame of her chest very nicely. They were perky, and perfectly accented by her light brown nipples. Your hands moved up her body on their own, each taking a tit as you squeezed both of them gently. Tzuyu tilted her head back and cooed as you groped her.

She then let all of her weight fall into your lap and raised both of her arms up as she leaned back, running her hands through her hair to not only give you full access to her chest, but also to expose the bare skin of her clean shaven pits to you. The new angle also allowed for your cock to dig deeper into her pussy than it had before. This time rather than methodically raising and lowering herself like she had previously, she kept her lower body glued to yours, and instead grinded her pussy into your crotch. You watched as the contours of her body rolled with each grind, and had to bite your lip to stop yourself from moaning out too loudly. Tzuyu truly knew how to move her body in a way only a dancer would, and it showed. She seemed to be enjoying things as well. Doing things like this, she was able to further chase the feeling of ecstasy that she wanted. 

"Fuck yes, Tzuyu...That feels fucking amazing. How does it feel for you?" you asked while gritting your teeth. 

"M-much better, oppa." Tzuyu whispered out between breaths. 

"Good. Keep going until you're satisfied, and don't worry about me for now. I'm just along for the ride" you replied. Tzuyu nodded her head then closed her eyes, fully allowing herself to get lost in the moment. As she rode, you continued to massage her breasts, occasionally playing with each of her nipples to ensure that she was getting as much stimulation as you could provide for her. Right now, you wanted to let her have her fun because you knew that if you did, you might be able to get away with having some of it yourself later on. That wasn't to say you weren't enjoying the moment now though, as you joined her in closing your eyes and giving yourself over to pleasure.

Tzuyu kept up her grinding for a little while longer until you heard her breaths start to shorten. You knew she was close, and chose to give her the last little push she needed to reach her climax. You took a nipple with each hand and gave both a light pinch at the same time. This did the trick as Tzuyu whipped her head back and cried out. Once again, she squeezed her thighs around your sides as her entire body tensed up. This also meant that her pussy clenched around your cock inside of her, holding you firmly in place with no escape in sight. It took every ounce of your being to hold back your own orgasm, but you somehow pulled through without cumming and let her ride her orgasm out. You had plans for your finish, and wanted to do one more thing with Tzuyu tonight before you would allow yourself that pleasure. 

After her orgasm subsided, Tzuyu fell forward with her face landing on your chest, breathing heavily. You chuckled at the spent girl, and began to caress her bare back with your hands. You could tell she was exhausted from the whole ordeal, so you allowed her some time to recuperate in your arms.

After about a minute her breathing had returned to normal, so you proceeded to check up on her. "How are we feeling, Tzuyu?" Tzuyu then turned her head to look up at you. Though her body was coated in sweat, had only just now collected herself, and was overall a far cry from the perfect idol image she presented on stage, to you she had never looked more beautiful than in that exact moment. 

"Great..." she hummed with a look of pure satisfaction on her face. "Did you finish? I don't think I felt you." she asked. 

"Not yet, sweetheart. I still have one more tip I want to share with you, but only if you're still up for it?" you postured with one eyebrow raised.

Tzuyu slowly sat back up and propped herself up on one of her arms above you. "Sure, oppa, I can go one more round. What did you have in mind?"

You cupped her face with one hand, bringing her in close for a quick peck on her lips while the two of you sat up. She got up from your lap and sat criss-cross next to you with her hands folded on her lap, looking like the ever-obedient student she had been all night. 

“You’ve done really well so far, sweetheart. This last tip is arguably the most important one I have for you tonight” you said. Up until now, your focus had been solely on guiding Tzuyu through everything, making sure she was comfortable by constantly checking up on her and such. Moving forward you felt that it was time for you to get yours, but you still had to approach this carefully. Luckily for you, Tzuyu looked like she was more than ready to deliver. She brought both of her knees up and hugged them.

“Ok. The last tip I have for you is all about teamwork. If you want to be a great partner in bed, you should always try to do everything you can to make sure that the other person is enjoying things just as much as you are. The other guys you’ve been with didn’t understand that concept, which is why I don’t blame you at all for doubting yourself. They were selfish and didn’t think about how you felt when you shared a bed together. They were chasing their own pleasure, and not working together with you to make sure you were both getting something out of it.” you began to say tentatively. Tzuyu nodded her head while hugging her knees a little tighter. “The last thing we did, I told you not to worry about me and to just enjoy yourself. That must have felt good, but what if I told you there was something even better?”

“I’m listening, oppa.” Tzuyu replied. You reached over and took one of her hands in yours and started to massage the back of it with your thumb.

“As good as that felt, what I’m trying to tell you is that it feels better when you know your partner is feeling good because of you. This time I’m going to have some fun, but I’ll warn you now that I like to get a little rough. I want you to do your best to try to keep up with me. Do you think you could do that for me?”

When you looked into her eyes, you knew that something had begun to change in her already. Without a moment of hesitation, Tzuyu responded. “Yes, oppa. Please let me make you feel as good as you have made me feel.” 

The two of you smiled at one another before you leaned over to kiss her once again. Tzuyu wrapped her arms around your neck as you lay her back, moaning softly into your mouth as your tongues massaged each other. You took one hand and hooked it under one of her meaty thighs, wrapping it around your lower back while you repositioned yourself to line up with her entrance. Once ready you pulled away from the kiss and propped yourself up with a hand by her head, while using the other to guide you tip across her now soaked pussy. You eased yourself in until your tip had breached her inner walls, then brought your hand to join the other opposite her head. You then took a deep breath and gazed down into Tzuyu’s eyes before giving her one final instruction. 

“Hold tight, sweetheart. And just trust me.”

You didn’t give Tzuyu a chance to respond. Instead, you thrusted into her with full force, sending her into a frenzy almost immediately. You withdrew your length until only your tip remained inside of her, and then came crashing back down into her mound. You dropped your head into the space between her face and her shoulder and grunted before repeating motion over and over again. Full strokes, all at full force. The squelching sounds of her overflowing wetness coupled with the clapping of skin slapping skin were undercut only by the sounds of Tzuyu’s angelic moans and your almost primal grunts as you really lay into her. Her fingertips which had been softly caressing your back began to dig into you as she clung onto you for dear life. She was still highly sensitive from her orgasm not 5 minutes prior, but that didn’t matter to you now.

“OH! MY! GOD!!!” she cried out from underneath you between each pounding. You fell forward on top of Tzuyu, wanting to maximize the skin contact between you and her. The softness of her boobs served as nice cushions for your chest to lay on. You hooked your arms under her armpits, placing your hands on the back of her shoulders to hold her firmly in place. You turned your face to the side slightly, enough to give her earlobe a nibble and lick. The new sensation did wonders for Tzuyu, who continued to moan out beneath you. 

“You feel so fucking good, Tzuyu. You like this, don’t you?” you growled into her ear. Tzuyu couldn’t even form words the way she was moaning from the insane amount of pleasure she was experiencing. She instead responded by gripping tighter onto your back with her hands while also interlocking her ankles around your lower back. “Tell me what you want, sweetheart. Tell me what you want me to do to you.” you commanded. Her body’s responses weren’t enough for you. You wanted to hear her say it.

“F-Fuck me, oppa! I want you to fuck me!” she cried out. Her eyes remained shut as tears were now starting to form in the corners of her eyes. You took this as your cue to really let everything you had out on her. You forced your way back up onto your knees and slid your hands down her sides. You took a firm handle of her wide hips and started to pump away at a breakneck pace. The new angle drove her crazy. Tzuyu splayed out her arms to each of her sides with her hands clinging desperately onto the sheets while she bit her lip, but you didn’t slow down one bit. Her face contorted in pleasure, fueling you to continue on just as you were knowing that you were hitting all the right spots for her. Every shockwave from each of your thrusts sent her perky tits reverberating back and forth.

Although you could feel your climax quickly approaching, you also knew that she had to have been one step ahead of you. Without warning, Tzuyu arched her lower back up and began wildly shaking her head. Her breathing and her moans became erratic and you felt her pussy suddenly grip you tighter than it ever had before, but this didn’t stop you from fucking the wanton girl at all. Instead, you kept on pounding into her throughout her orgasm seeking your own sweet release. It happened soon after, and just before you were about to blow, you swiftly pulled out and repositioned yourself to straddle her chest, aiming your glistening cock towards the canvas that would be her innocent looking face.

“Here it comes, take fucking all of it!!!” you grunted as you began unloading. Tzuyu opened her eyes for a brief moment before she was forced to shut them. Spurt after spurt. Rope after rope of cum came spewing out of your cock as you jerked it wildly. The first few lines landed on the upper half of her forehead, some even landing in her hair. You quickly made an adjustment and aimed lower, wanting to paint as much of her face white as possible. By the end of it all, her entire face was covered in your seed. Tzuyu had to let out a deep breath from both her nose and mouth to clear an airway for herself due to how much you were able to coat her with. Now spent, you rolled off and lay beside her, panting heavily as you wiped the sweat from your brow with your forearm.

The two of you lay there for a moment, both trying to recollect yourselves from the debauchery that had just ensued. You turned your head to face Tzuyu who had remained still the whole time, still trying to catch her breath. 

“You okay?” you asked as you sat up. You gently tugged on one of her arms to sit upright with you. She still had her eyes closed, while cum started to drip down her chin and cheeks. In your own lowkey degenerate way of thinking, you thought she looked kind of cute like this. 

“Never better. No one’s done…this before though. What now?” She said as she gestured to her face. You chuckled a bit before responding.

“Well, now is usually the part where I get you something to help you get cleaned up. Some girls, Sana in particular, like to eat it but you don’t have to. Wait here for a second and I’ll get you some tissues.” Before you had a chance to move, Tzuyu brought her fingers up to her face and started to scoop your cum, funneling it directly into her mouth. You watched as she gulped it down before repeating the process and getting more. Your cock twitched a little at the sight, but you were far too spent to act on the impulse. You decided to let her continue on. When Tzuyu had gotten enough of it cleared to open her eyes, you both looked at each other and smiled. 

“So, how did it taste?”

“Hmm, not bad, I guess? Was that something that guys like to do too?” she asked genuinely. You let out another small laugh.

“Again I can’t speak for all guys, but at least for me, yes.” You replied. 

“Okay. Then you can do that to me every time then.” Tzuyu declared with a shy smile. 

You raised an eyebrow at this. “Oh? So, this wasn’t a one-time thing then?”

Tzuyu crawled over to you and cupped your face to bring you in for a kiss. After she pulled away, she kept her forehead close to yours, and looked into your eyes. “Nope. I think I still have a lot to learn. Thank you for tonight though.” You took a chance and pulled her in close as you fell onto your back, eliciting a cute giggle out of her. She lay her head on your chest while you stared up at the ceiling, exhaustion finally catching up to you as you closed your eyes. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A/N: A huge thank you to everyone who has supported us to this point! We hope you've enjoyed what we've built so far, and we're excited to take this even further. Lastly, please let us know who you're excited to see featured in the story next!

[peachsukii]

₊✩‧₊ ⇢ birthday boy katsuki!

『 ♡ 』 bakugo x fem!reader (18+ under the cut!) cw; alcohol consumption/tipsy katsuki note; i know canonically it's his 18th, it's his 22nd here. i know it's a tad long for bullet point style, but what can i say? i love this man. -`✧ katsuki bakugo masterlist

✩ you quietly sneak out of bed at 6:30am the morning of katsuki's birthday, trying not to wake him before you get the chance to make him breakfast. he's sound asleep, a soft smile on his lips as his bare chest rises and falls peacefully. you throw on his dynamight hoodie and tip toe to the kitchen.

✩ katsuki had gone to bed earlier than usual last night due to back-to-back patrol shifts, letting you set up a little surprise for him in the living room without him knowing. normally he'd drag you to bed with him, even at 8PM, but he was too exhausted to fight you on it. you'd decorated the living room with a few orange and gold balloons, a small vase of tiger lilies, and a present wrapped in orange paper with a black bow.

✩ he's not much of a sweet breakfast person, so you opt to cook his favorite eggs - soft scrambled with signature hot sauce over rice with some toast and black coffee. you're finishing cutting the scallions for the eggs when you hear katsuki's footsteps approaching from the hallway.

✩ katsuki sleepily stalks up behind you, rubbing his eyes as he wraps his arms around your waist and perches his chin on your shoulder. you turn to kiss his cheek and turn off the heat on the stove. "mornin' baby. wha'cha makin'?" his voice cracks, still in the process of waking up.

✩ "happy birthday, katsuki! made ya breakfast, go sit down." he obliges, squeezing your ass under the hoodie before retreating to the table. you drop the plate and coffee in front of him and sit in the seat next to him. "your favorites - eggs over rice with hot sauce, toast and coffee." he huffs with satisfaction before devouring every single bite off his plate.

✩ once breakfast is finished, you lead katsuki into the living room to open his gift. it's a brand new watch to replace the one he broke months ago - one he's had his eye on since it's release date. all black with gold accents, and on the back, it's engraved with "my number one hero."

✩ katsuki's not much of a party person, so you planned an extravagant dinner with friends instead. later that night, you take him to one of the fanciest places in the city. he's greeted with a table full of friends as a surprise - midoriya, kirishima, todoroki, uraraka, jiro, momo, kaminari, sero, and mina all yell a mish-mash of "happy birthday bakugo/bakubabe/bakubro/kacchan/katsuki!" everyone laughs as katsuki rubs the back of his neck, overwhelmed by the affection.

✩ two hours and plenty of laughs, food and wine later, you and katsuki return home with a handful of gift bags. you can tell he's relieved to be home, but the rose blush creeping up his neck from under his collar gives you a different hint at how he's feeling.

✩ katsuki's unrolling his sleeves and unbuttoning his dress shirt when you approach him, hand on his partially exposed chest. "come lay with me on the couch, i'll give you a massage," is all you need to say for him to follow you silently to the living room. you lay back on the couch, turning on the tv for mindless white noise while he lays face down against your stomach, arms draped around you.

✩ he can't help but groan in ecstasy when your nails scratch against his scalp, fluffing his blonde locks before your hands trail down his neck and to his shoulders. katsuki becomes putty in your hands, melting away any pent up stress in his muscles as you work your fingers through every knot.

✩ "feel good, baby?" you ask. a muffled 'mm' into your abdomen is katsuki's only response after a hefty sigh, his warm breath heating your skin through the fabric of your dress. his fingers lazily trace your sides and down to your thighs while you continue playing with his hair.

✩ you can tell by his mannerisms and the temperature of his skin that he's definitely tipsy, relishing in the toasty glow from the red wine at dinner. the restaurant gave you the remainder of the bottle to take home - enough for half a glass each. caressing his cheek and stroking the underside of his jaw like a cat, he rolls his head to the side to look up at you. "want me to run you a bath, kats? we can finish the wine together, light some candles, maybe some music to wind down for bed." he sits up and shifts to plant a messy kiss to your lips before whispering, "yeah."

✩ grabbing the bottle of wine, you head to the bathroom to set the scene. while the water was running, you'd grabbed a few candles from the closet and your bluetooth speaker, carefully placing them on the counter and leaving the bottle next to the tub. katsuki slinks to the doorway while you're lighting the last candle, ambient music faintly playing throughout the room. he saunters up to you, fingers immediately finding the zipper on your dress and tugging it down. you let the dress slip from your figure and fall to the floor, turning to unbuttoning his shirt and slacks in return.

✩ the two of you settle into the bath together, the sweltering water flushing your skin. katsuki reaches for the wine bottle, bringing it to his lips and letting a stream of liquid run down his chin, dripping down his neck and chest and into the water. without hesitation, you shimmy into his lap, running your tongue through the streams of wine, starting with his chest and ending under his jaw. he bites back the moan bubbling in his throat, the sensation of your tongue making him shiver in anticipation. "that's one way to share it," you purr, shifting to nibble on his earlobe.

✩ he grabs your hips under the water, pulling you flush against him as he dips his head into the crook of your neck, open mouthed kisses lingering over your collarbone and across your cleavage. his voice is low, a little slurred from his intoxicated state, hands roaming from your hips to your back. "you're so fuckin' beautiful, baby."

✩ you cradle his face in your hands, rubies gleaming up at you, stroking his cheeks with your thumbs before pressing your lips onto his, hands slinking around his neck and the water splashing between you as your chests touch. your tongues dance around each other's, the taste of red wine swirling on your taste buds. your hands wander up the back of his neck, playfully scratching at his hairline.

✩ you can feel katsuki stiffening beneath you, his cock tucked snuggly under your slit. you're hands are exploring his chest, submerging them under the water to trace your fingertips down his abs. he stops you, pulling back from your kiss with a pop and a huff. "y'don't...have to. i jus' wanna kiss and hold ya like this."

✩ your chest swells at the hearts in his eyes and how soft his features are under the rosy tint in his cheeks. you smile, pecking him on the nose. "whatever you want, babes. it's your day." you sink against him, laying your head against his chest. you can feel his chest rise and fall with a heavy sigh, cradling you as close as possible, stroking your back absentmindedly.

✩ he lays his head gently lying atop yours, soft snores accompanying the serene music in the room within minutes time. it never fails to make your heart grow three sizes anytime he falls asleep on you - the fact that you make him feel safe enough to doze off with his guard down. faintly, you squeeze his shoulder to wake him up. "let's get you to bed, kats."

✩ out of the bath, cleaned up and ready to pass out, you both flop under the cool covers. katsuki grips your hips and drags your body into his, wrapping his arms around your waist and entangling his legs with your own. his breath tickles your neck as he places multiple kisses to the back of it before settling his head on your shared pillow.

✩ you turn in his hold to face him. "happy birthday, love. i hope it was everything you wished for." katsuki scoffs, leaning forward to leave a long kiss to your plush lips. "'course it was. coulda sat inside all day with ya and it'd be enough."

✩ right after you turn back onto your side, katsuki leans close to the shell of your ear. "thank you, g'night sweets. you can fuck me in the morning." he snickers while laying back on the pillow, moving one of his hands to cup your breast playfully. you know full well it's staying there all night and drift off to sleep with a huff.

✩ the next morning, you stir awake before katsuki does. the sun from the bedroom window illuminates his flawless skin - he looks angelic, blissfully asleep. remembering his words from the night before, you begin to caress his thigh and up to his hip, slinking your hand under the waistband of his boxers. when your fingers gently glide over his shaft, his brows furrow and a grunt rumbles in his chest. his eyes flutter open when your fingers fully wrap around him, your touch featherlight against his sensitive skin. "good mornin' to you, too," he jokes, a hand coming to your jaw to pull you into a kiss with no hesitation.

✩ your grip tightens around his cock while your kiss grows passionate, a gravely moan spilling from katsuki between your lips. "fuck, baby..." he mumbles, breath already shallow from your touch. clothes are soon strewn across the floor and the sheets are a bundled mess while you both ravage one another.

✩ it's not long until your straddling katsuki's hips, sinking down on his dick until your soaked cunt sucks in every inch of him. his pecs and abs display the red scratch marks you've left, along with the pink bite marks on his collarbone. his face twists with pleasure, hands latched onto your hips as you bounce up and down in a steady rhythm. the way you moan coax out his own, his ferocious desire ramping up the volume of his whining the closer he came to release.

✩ katsuki lunges his upper body to meet yours, nipping at your lower lip to pull you down to the bed with him, not letting go of your hips as you increase your tempo. breathless i love yous are exchanged in the midst of your shared high, your hands finding purchase in his blonde locks. you tug on it roughly while he bites your lip again, one final grunt escaping him as you ride through his orgasm. your close to follow, but not before biting and sucking on his neck through his overstimulated cries while he claws at your back in euphoria.

✩ the afterglow is always your favorite part with katsuki, how his beautiful scarlet eyes twinkle with adoration and body fully relaxes. the way he wraps you up, holding you close as he peppers your hair, head, cheeks, nose, lips, neck and collarbone with kisses - it's electrifying. you lie there for a while before speaking up. "ready to go hiking now?" he laughs, wholeheartedly. "no fuckin' way. we're stayin' here until i say so."

⋆ ˚ʚɞ — happy birthday katsuki, you beautiful son of a bitch. my favorite explosive boy deserves to be spoiled & smothered with love. 💖🎀 🎆 tags; @slayfics @maddietries

[unstable-samurai]

Until You're Mine (Jealous Girlfriend) - smut

Momo x Male Reader

Word Count: 4k

Tags: toxic relationship, jealous girlfriend, non-linear story, possessive girlfriend, first sex, penetration, boobjob, facial

She was awake when he arrived. She heard the door latch turn twice as it was unlocked. There were always two turns, fast and firm. Y/N saw her lying on the couch, watching another animated movie. It was the kind of movie she looked for when she really needed to be distracted, her escape valve or something, so seeing her there in front of the TV close to midnight (it was much later than that, but he had no idea), turned on an emergency light in his mind.

Normally he was the owl of that house.

“Hey baby, why’re you still awake?” he asked. “I said you didn’t have to wait for me.”

“I just felt like watching a Studio Ghibli film. Only that.” She explained without looking at him.

No fucking way it was just that. She was frowning. One of those moments where Momo turned into a bomb and it was up to Y/N to disarm it without it exploding. The problem was that this was an impossible task to do, any wire he cut would result in an explosion. And that was the last thing he wanted. His head was already a battlefield in itself. That damn company party had exhausted his social battery, which wasn’t much anyway. Y/N didn’t have the courage to provoke an aerial bombardment that night.

He sat on the left end of the sofa, Momo didn't mind moving his legs so he could have more space.

"OK. Is the film already close to the end? I can watch it with you.”

“Did you have fun there?” she asked.

"Yes. Was cool."

“You’re watching the movie, I don’t want to disturb you. In the morning I’ll tell you everything.”

"Just that?

"Yes..."

"No details?" she questioned him quite insistently.

Y/N had his head focused on the bath he was going to take in a while and how he was going to sink his head into the pillow. No more plastic masks, fake laughs, shallow people, please.

She paused the movie.

“What a ridiculous excuse. It sounds like you were trying to hide the things that happened at the party.”

“No, it doesn’t sound…” He was almost sure of it.

“Yes it does, you bastard.”

“It wasn’t even a party. We were all among work colleagues.”

“I've been to enough parties to know that it was YES a party. Loud music, drinks, pool, snacks. The complete package.”

“It’s a damn modern company, okay? They please the employees and pretend to be cool so that we forget the slavery we are subjected to on a daily basis. You kids had fun on Saturday and you’ll work overtime on Monday, okay?”

“Wait, I made a mistake. In fact: VIP package. They even hired prostitutes. Five star service.”

“Are you high or what?”

He was too tired to read the signs.

“I saw the way she kept touching you. The giggles... As if you were the funniest clown on the planet and she was a fucking hyena.”

Y/N abruptly stood up from the couch. He had finally understood everything. The last spark of his neurons, probably.

“There were no prostitutes. And I wasn't chatting up with any girls.”

"Oh, really?" She stood up too. “Let me refresh your memory, dear: short black hair, horse smile, lilac dress, can't stand alone unless she's supported by a man, small tits... Seriously, I don't know why she decided to wear that dress with cleavage if there was nothing there to show. Someone should tell her the truth. So, does this remind you of anyone, my love?”

The fucking bomb exploded in his hand.

“That was Rachel, a friend from work. How the hell did you know what was going on at the party?”

Momo laughed sadistically. Her wickedly beautiful eyes looked at him with intensity as she asked:

“Are you afraid?”

"No. I didn't do anything wrong to get scared. Did someone record me at the party?”

"Yes. And it wasn't just that. I also watch the stories of those who were at the party and you appeared in some of them in the corners. I saw everything.”

‡

Here's a little overview of this relationship: A year and a half of dating. They met through mutual friends and the first deep contact was delayed, but when it happened it ended up becoming a path of no return. Y/N avoided her as much as he could, not in a way that would be noticeable and make him seem rude. But we were talking about an incredibly beautiful woman, aware of her attractiveness and unfettered by modesty. She was with a group of eight other beautiful and popular girls. Yes, she was elite. High caliber, my friend. Well, he was... quiet, an avid reader, calm and sometimes melancholic, but he loved being with his friends and enjoying them on the weekends, respecting his limits, of course. When he saw Momo for the first time he cowardly ignored her. She looks stunning in front of his eyes, wearing a short denim skirt, a baby tee that leaves her sculpted abs on display and her hair flowing in the wind as she dances. There was no way to predict that the plan would backfire; by not noticing her, Y/N became one of the few guys who didn't try to flirt with her. Apathetic guy, but handsome enough to take risks, the little boy who only swims in the shallow end, a plastic armor he forced himself to wear.

The reason? Momo didn't know, but she wanted to find out.

On one of the many night outs where they bumped into each other, Momo skillfully simulated an intimacy that clearly didn't exist between them, talking to Y/N closely, fake accidental touches, and killer eye contact. Abruptly, intimacy between them was forged and evolved in a short space of time. After a while it was no longer strange when they were among friends and Momo sat on his lap, or when she felt tired and rested her head on his shoulder. And Y/N could play hard to get, but he loved the attention he got from Momo, the controversial “bad bitch” (as some girls who didn't like Momo called her), the most attractive girl he knew was always glued to him, and the sexual chemistry that grew over time intoxicated his ego. Being with her made him feel good and more confident and also… shit, she was more than a superficial person or 'just another one of those teasing girls' like a lot of guys used to think. She had a unique way, attitude and things to say too.

‡

“Were you acting like a stalker all night? Seriously, watching stories of other people trying to see me from the corners is a fucking weird thing.”

“And you've been acting like you don't have a girlfriend all night? I almost called Jihyo to drive me to this party to say a few things to that bitch. But I’m not that kind of girlfriend.”

“What is the reason we are arguing? This shit doesn't make sense. I'm exhausted..."

“Have you forgotten your promise? You told me you would arrive early...”

“I didn’t look at the time when I was there. I thought it was still early when I was leaving the party.”

A cynical laugh escaped Momo's mouth.

“You didn't even bother to look at your fucking cellphone to check the time. What is your problem?"

Y/N sighed. He should have already known that going to this party wouldn't be a good idea.

“You know I only went to the party to establish some contacts with the other branch. The damn job forces me to maintain a good relationship with everyone.”

"Poor boy! Does it also force you to talk to sluts?”

"This again?!”

“A little bird told me you were too close to each other on the couch.”

“Who was this damn person?”

“Why blow the heroine’s cover? Maybe she’ll be there again at the next parties.”

“Would you like it if I hired someone to follow you around?”

"Go ahead. I have nothing to hide, because I have consideration and respect for you, asshole!”

“According to you, I cheated you just by sitting on a couch talking to a co-worker. A colleague who can help me move up in the company as she has just been promoted.”

“Apparently it’s not just at work where she likes to be promoted.”

"What do you want from me?" he asked, feeling defeated.

"You know what I want."

“Honestly, I don't know. God must be punishing me for some sin I committed, that’s the only explanation.”

“Make me your girlfriend or your tormentor. You decide." She took a step forward. “You know I could be with anyone. But I'm with you ‘cause I love you, idiot.”

If only there wasn't something genuine about it all.

‡

Being alone with her knocking down topic after topic like dominoes was so fucking enjoyable, the way she laughed, the way she listened to him (Momo didn't interrupt him even during the long pauses he took when he needed to organize his line of reasoning, a mere peculiarity of his but which never went under her radar), the way she could be incredibly silly at times and, even without sharing many common interests, Momo liked having him explain things that were previously uninteresting to her. This attention he received was blinding and addictive. Growing up in a harmful and neglectful home, neediness was his compass and his weakness. But he never showed signs. Y/N was good at disguising it... He thought so.

Their first sex was an unforgettable moment, a path of no return, in the same way that a criminal remembers the moment of the crime that sentenced him to prison. It occurred when they were on a camping trip, good friends gathered, each to their own tent, campfire, marshmallows, snacks, stupid horror stories, and wine. One of the few moments where he felt slightly intimidated around her, as he felt Momo watching him like a predator, and after each glass of wine she became more and more intoxicated, grabbing Y/N from behind and wrapping her arms around him. “It’s very cold here” she whispered in his ear. And Y/N couldn't tell if it was the wind or Momo's velvety voice so close to him that made him shiver.

The hours passed incredibly quickly, eventually everyone retreated to their tents, and eventually there was a slow cessation of the noises of people, finally leaving only the cold whistle of the wind, the rustle of leaves in the trees that surrounded the hill where they were camped and the symphony of insects orchestrated by crickets and cicadas.

He heard sneaky footsteps. It was certainly someone who needed to take a piss and didn't want to wake the others. But the footsteps got louder and louder until he noticed that someone was actually coming to his tent, stopping in front of the entrance. The flash on his cell phone was on (he was reading a book and the damn camp lamp was emitting a horrible orange light), so he pointed the light at the entrance of the tent and saw a very familiar silhouette.

“It’s me, Momo. Let me in!" she whispered. "Quickly!"

Y/N lowered the zipper, opening the way for her.

“What are you doing up?” he asked.

“I was sleepless so I decided to come and check on you.”

"I am well thanks."

She was wearing comfortable clothes. Striped pajama pants, a sweatshirt that was too big on her and her hair loose and messy. Y/N noticed that Momo had removed her makeup. It was the first time he had seen her like that.

"What are you reading?" Momo asked as she sat down.

“Tropic of Cancer, by Henry Miller.”

"Cool! What is it about?!"

How the hell was he going to explain this?

“About a guy living in Paris.”

"It seems good. Read a chapter to me.”

"How old are you?"

“Don’t be annoying. Let's do it like this: I point the cell phone's flash at the book and you hold it while you read to me. This way we can read lying down.”

Hard to refuse, hard to say 'no' to her.

‡

“You know I love you too, Momori.” he said

Momo was wearing his long-sleeved shirt, she loved that shirt and, truth be told, it looked incredibly good on her. The legs so sensually exposed... Was that still a discussion?

“Sometimes you make me doubt this love, baby. Do you like making me look crazy? I swear to God you love seeing me jealous. When I get like this, does it make you horny?”

“No” he lied to one of the questions.

“You know how I am, Y/N.” One more step forward. She could touch him if she wanted. “And I only ask one thing: don’t talk to other girls. We establish a limit and then cross it, what is the purpose?”

Now closer he could smell her, her body that was warmed by the blanket. Nipples hardened through the fabric of her clothing.

“You look so beautiful...” he blurted out of her mouth.

“But I don’t think I’m beautiful enough for you since you try to be with other girls when I’m not around.”

"Is not true. I only have eyes for you, Momori.”

With a decisive gesture she grabbed Y/N by the collar of his social shirt. A noise escaped his mouth. Slowly she ordered:

“Say you are mine. Say you belong to me.”

‡

He felt her head moving on his chest, he thought she was just looking for a comfortable position, until he was surprised by a kiss on the neck. And another one. And another, and they were getting more and more intense.

"What are you doing?" he asked as he lowered the book, the air escaping from her mouth.

“This book is really interesting and even put me in the mood to do something more fun.”

"What are you talking about?"

He had his hands pressed into Momo's arms, but he made no real effort to push her away.

“I know what you think about me. I know what you want from me. Don’t try to hide it now.” Her voice breathy and wavering. “I want to fuck you so bad, fuck!”

"Here?"

"Now!”

Y/N turned Momo around, placing her back on the floor and then getting on top of her.

“Momo…” His head was a hurricane. Was this really happening? “I've imagined the two of us doing this, but I never thought it could actually happen.”

There was a pause that was filled by a kiss.

“I don’t think you know how hot you are. Other girls were also eyeing you, so I decided to act quickly.”

Y/N lifted Momo's sweatshirt, and was able to appreciate and touch her abs for the first time. Kissing her abdomen was like an achievement, she knew how beautiful it was, that's why she never made a point of hiding it. The soft, slightly sweaty skin met his lips in a mix of sensations.

He lifted her sweatshirt a little more, exposing her juicy boobs. They were big, he knew that, but the first glimpse paralyzed him for an instant, he was amazed, and his hand filled with desire wasted no time in grabbing one of the tits while his mouth sucked the other..

“Oh, Y/N” she moaned.

The cell phone's flashlight went out as they rolled from side to side in the camping tent. Surrounded by the weak orange light of the camp lantern, the senses now seemed more heightened, the touches more intense and brazen, the breathing more labored and an uncontrollable lust, noticeable in several ways, such as Momo's pussy that wet his fingers when he touched her down there.

‡

“I belong to you” he declared. “Is that what you wanted to hear? I am only yours, Momori.”

She smiled satisfied.

"Sit down!" she exclaimed harshly, and pushed him onto the couch. Momo certainly knew how to impose herself when she wanted, the mechanism of submitting him to her will through horny never failed. Sitting on his lap, she said: “You like to make me suffer, you know that? You like having your girlfriend mad so she can have hard sex with you and get you back on track. So depraved, baby!”

It was partly true, although he wasn't consciously acting to make her jealous. The problem was that this wasn't a difficult task, the girl was possessive as hell, so the options fluctuated between becoming a puppy on a leash or floating on the waves of a tide that could occasionally get... Aggressive.

"Do not say that. I don’t like making you feel bad.”

Momo kissed him, she felt Y/N getting excited down there.

“And yet you hurt me.”

He couldn't refute it, so her tongue had another use; warm and wet, she played with Momo's tongue. She sighed when he lightly bit her lower lip, slowly removing the pressure, enjoying her taste like a professional taster.

“It was never my intention,” he said. “Your jealousy is sick.”

“Living with you is hell, you know that?” she revealed. “But you always make me feel so surrendered." Momo slowly touched her nose to Y/N's. She whispered: "It’s a fucking hell, baby.”

Instead of responding, he decided to dedicate a series of kisses to her neck. Momo loved it, it was her weakness. She smiled while letting out small moans of satisfaction.

Momo stroked his dick and under the fabric of his underwear and pants he was already completely hard, waiting for her. She rubbed her hand on his dick eagerly while he felt her breasts and left hickey marks on her neck.

“Oh baby, I want your cock in my pussy so bad!”

‡

He covered her mouth with his hand while he penetrated her deeply. The friends' camping tents were close to Y/N's, and Momo was moaning loudly, so it wouldn't be difficult to hear her in the silence of the night.

“Shhh! You can’t make noise like that!” he said breathlessly.

“It’s fucking hard. Your dick is really big.”

At one point she crossed her legs around Y/N's waist and he could feel her pussy getting tighter and wetter. Immediately Y/N laid his body under hers, penetrating her with force, feeling her pussy swallow his cock eager for pleasure. She moaned loudly, Y/N sucked on her tongue in an attempt to suppress some of the noise, Momo's eyes rolling back in pleasure as her legs tightened around him, pulling him deeper, as if she could never have him inside enough. Each thrust was an explosion of raw sensation, her insides wetting his cock urgently as he fucked her with wild love, each movement driven by desire that had been postponed for too long.

“Lie on your side!” Y/N asked.

He watched her with burning lust, his eyes fixed on her pert ass, eager to possess her in a different way. With one quick movement, he positioned himself behind her, his cock pulsing with anticipation as he slid in, feeling enveloped by the warm wetness of her wet pussy. He gripped Momo tightly, his hands marking her skin as he fucked her sideways, each thrust sending waves of electric pleasure throughout her body. Momo's moans filled the air, soft and sweet, mixing with the sounds of the wet friction his dick made as it slid inside her. All the touches, the intimate conversations, the looks that met and lost each other when they were in the circle of friends, the jealousy they hid from each other when one of them was talking to someone else, all these things led them to this moment , and now they assumed this feeling… making love.

Momo showed some of her talent when she rode his dick with her back to him, Y/N's body rippling with desire as she rode him with full force. Her hips moved with an erotic cadence, his cock disappearing inside her with each thrust as if he were plunging into a warm ocean. He squeezed Momo's fat ass, guiding her movements as she gave herself over to the frenzy of sex, her moans intensifying with each thrust – fuck if anyone would hear. The tension between them was palpable, the air in the tent stifling as they neared their climax. And then, finally, Momo squirted, her body shaking with the intensity of her orgasm, as Y/N watched her in wonder in the light of the camp lantern, her silhouette writhing with pleasure, so perfect, so sensual that he could fill her of cum at that moment.

Something he didn't do.

Things happened so fast that Y/N didn't have time to put on a condom. Well, truth be told, he DID NOT have a condom in his tent (not the kind of thing you think about taking on a camping trip with friends when you're a single guy).

“Cum for me, baby” she asked, her voice full of lust. “Where do you want to cum?”

“On your tits.”

It was one of Y/N's fantasies, it usually came to his mind when he saw Momo with cleavage. Now it all seemed so intentional...

Y/N stood on top of Momo, his desire burning so strong he could barely think straight. With shaking hands, he grabbed Momo's massive boobs, feeling his hard-on grow as he squeezed them tightly. Y/N wanted to feel every inch of that soft flesh surrounding his thick cock, he wanted to sink into that delicious sensation until he lost his mind. And then, without further hesitation, he began to move frantically, sliding his hard cock between Momo's breasts with great desire. Loud moans echoed through the tent as he gave in to the pleasure of that sensation, losing himself in the sensation of heat and pressure.

“You gonna cum for me, huh?” she asked between moans, making a point of maintaining latent eye contact while smiling naughty.

“Yeah, I'm gonna cum for you, baby! You're gonna make me cum, Momo.”

“please please, cum for me!! Yeah! Cum for your naughty babygirl...” she begged, hot as fuck, while biting her lower lip like a horny bitch.

And when Y/N finally reached the edge he let out a primal groan, his orgasm exploding in a hot shot over Momo's boobs and face. She looked so beautiful like that in the light of the camp lamp. Y/N brushed her face with his dick, making a nice mess on that adorable little face, and she smiled while this happened, Momo smiled until he finished his art, she finished the job by licking what was left on the head of his dick.

Uninhibited from any shyness, thanks to the endorphins his brain had released, he smiled at her, finding her the most beautiful woman in the world, and into Momo's precious eyes, Y/N confessed: 'I wanna love you.’

‡

It's common to look for culprits in a dysfunctional relationship, who manipulates who, the prisoner and the jailer and all that old story. It's hard to admit that sometimes there is a dark pleasure in predicting events, returning to the same place that is your refuge and your sentence. Most people shoot at "emotional dependence", but few dare to target "connivance". Y/N felt like he was part of the second option. Repeat the fucking pattern, see the wheel spin in the same direction, the same trip as before. It's your pit of lies and acceptance, man, you smell the stench and yet you insist on moving forward, it's not much different than a dog licking its own vomit. At the end of the day, no one will tell you that you deserve better.

If you really deserve it.

"I remember what you said to me that night in the camping tent." She whispered, lying under his chest. "When we had sex for the first time. 'I wanna love you'. That's what you said. Your voice was so sweet and calm. I think that's when I realized that my feelings for you were really special."

The two were snuggled in bed, protected from the cold by the blankets, completely naked after having sex. This was always how fights ended, and the question that arose was: what's the next thing, now? An apology? Unfounded promises about how to improve as a person? Affectionate words to dissolve what was said during the fight? It was a mystery box.

"Those were the words? I honestly don't remember the exact words clearly."

"That's exactly what you told me. I slept with you in the camping tent feeling very happy."

"I was happy to be with you too."

"But at that time I didn't realize that you were actually still trying to fall in love with me. You wanted to love me, but you didn't really love me yet."

"I was a little confused at that time."

"What now? Are you still trying to love me?"

"I love you, Momori. but at the same time... I don't think we work together.”

"We agreed to it then. And honestly, does it matter?"

"I don't know. I feel like it doesn't matter anymore."

"Yeah! And look, we're not the only couple to go through problems like this. We're not alone in this, baby. Forget that Hollywood bullshit about perfect couples. It's not real. It's okay for me to stay like this, as long as we stay together."

"We always fix things."

"Making love is a great way to solve problems. That's our formula."

"Come here, my love" he said.

A/N: sorry for any grammar errors 🖖

[honeysbeebears]

Sleepover Schemes // BKG

Bakugo Katsuki X Reader

In Japan, saying ‘the moon is beautiful’ is a common way to confess one’s feelings of love

Word count: a lot

Warnings: none other than I did not spell check this lol & bakugo might be a little ooc sorry

“Arent sleepovers against the rules?” You look up curiously at the girls surrounding your desk. Right now the class was on a quick break before heading over to the training session. Mina frantically began shushing you “yes! so don’t go saying it out loud like that girl!” You giggle softly “oops”

Uraraka speaks up “it’ll be fun though, we’ll have snacks, face masks, the works!” You nod, looking up at Momo “you mind if i bring makeup? I think a little makeover sesh would be fun too” Momo beams “of course! that sounds lovely” smiling back at her, you give everyone a thumbs up “im in!” the girls exclaim happy cheers before hushing up again once they realized they made a bit of a scene before going back to giggling quietly amongst themselves

In the distance, kirishima is looking over at the group in wonder “hm, wonder what’s got them all worked up” Kaminari, who is standing right next to him shrugs “eh you know them” Bakugo rolls his eyes, not paying any mind to either group before Sero speaks up

“I heard (L/N) say the word ‘sleepover’ though” with that, bakugo is glancing behind him to look at the three boys. They’re obviously up to no good

Kaminari rubs his hands together as if he’s a villain coming up with some elaborate scheme, which is exactly what he was doing “A sleepover huh?” Kirishima and Sero look at him quizzically “dude don’t tell me you-“ Kaminari quickly cuts him off “want to go spy on them?! You betcha!” He gives the boys a thumbs up, kirishima is looking a bit nervous “I dunno man, isn’t that like an invasion of privacy?” Sero nods in agreement, the yellow headed boy smirks once more at his two friends “you know what girls talk about at sleepovers….?” He says, the scheming tone in his voice evident. Bakugo is listening, not like he has a choice while he waits

“Crushes” with that, the look on Sero and Kirishima’s faces change into that of determination, Kaminari knows he’s got them convinced now. Bakugo once again sighs and rolls his eyes

“Don’t you guys want to know who a babe like (L/N) has the hots for?” He throws his arms around the two, looking at the both of them with conniving eyes. At the mention of your name, bakugo freezes as well, making an unwanted grunt that catches the attention of the three boys standing behind him

“Oh looks like Bakubro is interested as well, it’s because i mentioned (F/N) isn’t it?” He teases, Bakugo whips around in his chair “Shut the hell up dunce face” he shouts, his usual angry tone just slightly angrier at the allegation before turning back around, huffing and crossing his arms “Will you be joining us then? Cmon I know even someone like you can’t help but be curious” Before Bakugo can go off again, he looks over at your smiling face, and then imagines the three, in his words, idiots, messing with you and he sinks lower into his chair

“… Fine”

Kirishima looks down at him in shock “no way dude i totally was not expecting that” Bakugo scoffs, slightly embarrassed “I’m only going so you three ass munchers don’t do anything stupid” Kaminari covers his mouth to stifle a giggle “oh dude you’re so down bad you don’t even know it”

“I’ll blast you all the way to hell!”

The girls watch as Kaminari is running around the room, Bakugo chasing after him. Kaminari using the desks as a divider while kirishima and sero are laughing intensely at the scene

“What’s up with those guys?” Jiro questions, eyebrow raised, you shrug “you can never tell with them anymore” you and the other girls watch, entertained while Uraraka and Mina are cheering Kaminari on as he ‘breaks Bakugo’s ankles’ you giggle and join in

“Go get him Kacchan!” Bakugo looks over at you, angrily shouting back “shut your mouth before i blast your dumb ass all the way to hell!”

—

“Oh cmon (F/N) there’s gotta be someone you’re eyeballing i mean look at you” you quirk an eyebrow towards Mina, who’s been bugging you about this ever since you entered Momo’s room “and what’s that supposed to mean?” Mina starts wildly waving her hands around “i mean you’re like smoking hot girl! I didn’t mean it in a bad way” the other girls sitting around you agree in their own ways

You sigh a little, although you weren’t expecting that particular reason “even if i did like anyone I don’t really think it’d be reciprocated, im kind of a klutz” immediately your friends spring into action, showering you with compliments so much that you start to blush. You cover your face in embarrassment at the affection

“Why would you ever even think that? There’s so many dudes pining over you as we speak” Hagakure points out, she’s currently fixing her face mask that Momo had passed out to everyone

You playfully roll your eyes “oh yeah like who?” Thinking you were able to stump them there.

Jiro, who is sitting next to you, side eyes you, not really sure if you were being serious “dude” you whip your head to look at her in a surprised confusion, before you look at the rest of your friends who appear to share the same sentiment, you look at tsuyu, she’s honest right?

“I can name atleast 5 boys right now” the green haired girl points out. You’re simply flabbergasted “What? Who then” you cross your arms. One by one your friends speak in turn

“That boy from the sports festival, Shinso, seems to be quite interested in you after you almost won” Momo starts

“And that boy from 1B, Kaibara, ever since you helped him out at the sports festival he’s been lingering around to get your attention” Tsuyu adds

“Don’t even get me started on Amajiki-senpai, he literally said you reminded him of the sun and admitted you were one of the only people he felt comfortable around, he blushes so much around you im surprised the constant blood rushes haven’t been getting to him ” Jiro says

Your eyes are darting inbetween all of your beloved friends as they quite seriously list off a surprising amount of people, since when were they so observant? You shove your face back into your hands “ok I get it guys..” embarrassed is an understatement

“Oh! And bakugo too!” Uraraka happily points out, as if this was common knowledge, but for you this was the final nail in the coffin before you begin to practically steam out of how flustered you became “I highly doubt that” you managed to squeak out

You thought you were hearing things but you heard a soft thud somewhere in the room, you chose to ignore it

Momo gently strokes your hair, although she still found the predicament quite amusing

Mina finds this exciting, she begins to ponder and think about all of the interactions you’ve had with Bakugo since the beginning of the year

“Oh my god do you guys remember when…”

—

Evidence #1

Something was smelling quite good in the common area, and as everyone began filing down to prepare for the weekend morning they were met with quite the sight

You were baking cinnamon rolls for everyone, as a part of your weekly ritual of baking or cooking for the class. Bakugo happened to have woken up early, came down and found himself chatting to you as if it was a normal thing for him to do

There you were, happily conversing with Bakugo as you were mixing what appeared to be frosting in a bowl. He wasn’t adorned with any sort of scowl, his eyebrows weren’t furrowed and he was silently watching you while listening to whatever story you were telling him, if they didn’t know any better they would’ve thought it was admiration. Of course, upon seeing the two, the usual suspects surrounded them completely disregarding what they stumbled upon, and bakugo was quick to throw angry insults at them

Mina noted the soft expression on his face before the boys had shown up

—

Evidence #2

“Uhm (F/N), do you and Bakugo normally walk to class together?” Upon entering the classroom and walking to your desk, your friends were gathered into their usual group right next to it, you shrug before answering “yeah, for some reason I’ve been managing to catch him just before we enter the building, weird coincidence but i don’t mind it’s pretty nice company, plus when we were kids we’d walk to school together sometimes” your friends deadpan at the last bit ‘bakugo… nice company?’

They all look over to see bakugo arguing with the other guys about some mundane topic, of course he was the most aggressive, yelling and making the usual scene, they simply looked at his comically scowling face before simultaneously thinking ‘not a chance’

Jiro makes a mental note that when she walked into the building, she saw Kirishima run into Bakugo who was standing at the entrance, asking to walk to class together before Bakugo shuts Kirishima down, saying something akin to “Hell no I’m busy!” Kirishima gives him a puzzled look before seeing Kaminari and telling Bakugo he’d see him later

Could it be..?

—

Evidence #3

“I won’t repeat myself asshat, let go of her now” Everyone in the class froze, staying silent, usually he’d be screaming this sort of demand. he was seriously pissed off beyond belief. His eyes pierced into the boy who had his wrapped his arm around your shoulders, Shindo. You awkwardly smile “Bakugo im sure he doesn’t mean any harm-“ before you can finish your sentence you feel something tug on your wrist, ripping you from the black haired boys grasp. You blink in shock, looking up you see Bakugo’s fiery eyes that speak a thousand words, but he only speaks two. “Get lost” his voice absolutely dripping in venom as he slightly tightened his grip he’d laid on your shoulder

Shindo stares back, his eyes narrowing before he throws on a smile “My bad, bro, hey listen im sorry, let’s do our best out there o-“ he holds his hand out to Bakugo to shake, before Bakugo swaps his hand away, turning the both of you around “your words don’t match that expression on your face, i said get lost”

Everyone slowly began to speak amongst themselves again, Bakugo wordlessly handing you over to Kirishima and Mina before spinning around to wander off somewhere else. You simply watch him go, he really was pissed off, mumbling some obscenities. You almost missed the gentle yet tight squeeze he gave your shoulder when he let go.

—

Final Evidence

“Midoriya, you’ve known those two for awhile right?” Mina asks, everyone is currently training, but a small group is sitting by taking a break. Midoriya looks up after taking a drink of water, his eyes land on the two

“I can’t breathe…” you exhale your words, Kirishima is rubbing your back comfortingly as the training gets to you, Bakugo rolls his eyes “you damn lazy shithead you’re never gonna beat me with that lazy ass attitude of yours” You look up at him and glare before smirking, dramatically falling back on kirishima’s chest with your hand on your forehead “I can’t breathe… there’s no room in Kacchan’s EGO, can we go now?!” and just like that, Bakugo is on your ass as you zoom away with your quirk, screaming about how he’s gonna murder you

Midoriya smiles “yep, honestly i cant really imagine what it’d be like without her, she’s been like a middle ground between the two of us ever since junior high, a voice of reason” he has a gentle smile on his face before it drops in an instant and he cringes remembering that time, a chill going up his spine “honestly I don’t think I would’ve survived junior high without her…” before Mina can question that bit he starts to ramble

“Me and (F/N) are best friends, but her and bakugo have this special connection. She’s able to read him like a book, understand him to a level I just can’t. It’s truly fascinating” he looks at Bakugo’s smiling face as he dangles you upside down off a rock formation, of course it’s mostly his usual angry grin but somewhere under there is a genuine smile as you laugh while telling him to put you down

“I’m sure he feels the same way I do, he just has a funny way of showing it”

Mina makes a mental note of this

—

You’re now laid flat on Momo’s bed, each bit of ‘evidence’ making you blush harder and harder, and they just keep going

“And when we were picking vocals for the festival, he refused to be drums unless you sang also, ribbit”

You shoot up, steaming “okayyy guys please stop” Momo looks at you with a pitiful expression “yeah I think she gets the point girls”

Mina still needs to know though

“Okay fine but can you atleast tell us, if you had to pick, who would you date?!” Shes gripping a pillow to her chest in anticipation. You think to yourself once you regain your composure, deep in thought for a moment before taking a deep breath in.

“Shut up” Kirishima whispers, nudging Kaminari as he can tell the boy is absolutely struggling to keep in his laughter, who can blame him though when Bakugo Katsuki himself is blushing from ear to ear from all the information he’s just learned

Boys like you? That many? And how could they know he liked you? He didn’t even know that. There is absolutely no chance in hell he’d ever consider thinking of you that way the thought of it is absurd

Atleast that’s what he told himself

He was about to tell the both of them to shut up before the sound of your timid voice brings him back to reality

“If.. if I had to… I guess it would be..” everyone, including the invading boys, are sweating in anticipation, Bakugo’s palms are slightly damper than usual

“Bakugo..” you finally muster out, barely audible, the girls cheer and clap at your admittance and the boys look at Bakugo’s absolutely shocked expression, they don’t tease though, not right now in such a compromising place

“But it would never happen” for some reason this statement makes him upset, what’s that supposed to mean?

“We both have the ultimate goal of becoming heroes, and we both can’t afford to become distracted with romance, plus I really don’t think he’d ever see me that way, he sees me as an annoying little kid who’s been sticking around since diapers” you laugh, albeit pitifully, at the end of your sentence, the girls don’t know what to say or how to comfort you, they know you know him better than anyone, so if you say it then it’s probably true

Probably

Mina gives her a big hug “aw im sorry for making you sad” you give her a gentle squeeze back “im not upset, don’t worry about it” she holds your shoulders and smiles before deciding on what you all were gonna do next

“How about we sneak over to 7 eleven, I bet we’re dying for some snacks right now” Uraraka shoots up “yes please!”

And just like that the energy in the room is back to its happy self, you giggling and nodding in agreement

As the group of you all put on your shoes, you ask Momo if you can borrow a hoodie from her closet

The closet, uh oh

The boys are frantically looking at each other, whispering ‘what do we do?!’ over and over, absolutely panicking

Internally, Bakugo is freaking out the most. What would he even do if you find out he heard everything you said? Would things be the same? Not that he cares.

They watch you come over to the closet, bracing, preparing for the worst as you begin to open the door

You softly swing the closet door open, and immediately the sight leaves you frozen in place

In front of you, on the floor of the closet are the boys, and Bakugo, and he’s looking at you with this angrily embarrassed look on his face, cheeks flushed. You blink and feel your cheeks heat up, spinning your head around as Momo asks what’s taking you so long, you look back at the boys, pleading with you with their eyes. You glare at the group of them before shutting the door in their face , telling momo you changed your mind on the hoodie

Relief was an understatement as the door to the dorm shuts and locks, the boys all loosen up as they give out a sigh, sinking to the wall and floor

“I thought we were goners for sure there!” Sero says, still terrified “luckily (F/N) is so cool, if it were anyone else we’d be dead for sure” Kirishima adds

Bakugo feels his phone buzz, he pulls it out to see a message and he freezes

(F/N): you guys better be out of there by the time we come back, I mean it.

He opens the closet door, and gets up “let’s get the fuck out of here, im never doing that shit again you fuckers” this time the boys don’t argue, and they all scurry out of the room, Bakugo says nothing as they go back to their respective rooms, and the boys decide not to push their luck tonight

By the time you return, snacks in hand, you look to the closet before walking over to open it again. ‘Empty. Good’ you thought. Atleast they listened to you, you were ready to rip them a new one if they decided to stick around after you gave them a saving grace

Momo asks what you’re doing, you say you’re admiring her clothes before asking what movie they picked to watch

—

After that, neither you nor bakugo had spoken a word to each other. For over a week the atmosphere in the classroom is thick with tension, Midoriya is the first to point it out to you while you’re hanging out in his dorm

“Uh.. (F/N)?” He looks up from the controller in his hand, the ‘victory player 1’ text on the screen on the TV blinking at him

You come down from your winning grin “yes Izuku?” He fiddles with the buttons before finally asking

“What’s up with you and Kacchan?” You are speechless, he noticed? Of course he noticed he’s Izuku.

You sigh, sinking into his bed, back against the wall it’s connected to “no point in lying to you huh?” Izuku gives a light laugh “after all this time, no” he looks at you expectantly

Putting down the controller you turn your head to look at him

“I think.. im in love with kacchan” hearing you admit it out loud after all this time was surreal, you thought it was something you’d take to the grave.

Izuku is shocked, of course, he never imagined his two childhood friends would catch feelings towards each other. He’s also used to you being the one giving him comfort or reassurance. He’s not very experienced in the romance department as is, so he’s not sure what to say to you about that. But he does know you like the back of his hand. You give him the same reason you give the girls as to why you’re never gonna tell him. You also tell him he heard everything.

“Wow that must’ve been super embarrassing..” he says, you face palm “I know! I can’t bring myself to look at him, and honestly the fact that he won’t look at me says something too..” you say, dejectedly. Izuku puts his hand on your shoulder, giving you a gentle smile “listen, im not the best with romance n all, but from what I know about the two of you, I think it’s best to just talk it out. You two don’t have to date, but maybe it’ll do the both of you good to get some sort of closure..” the look on your face is hard to read, he guesses you’re taking all of this in “id really hate to see you two drift apart over something like this, after everything we’ve all been through together.. plus I think you’d be surprised over what he has to say”

For some reason, you start to tear up, his words really got to you.

You missed bakugo, and you really didn’t want to lose him

“Is it really worth a try?” You mutter, looking down at your hands, Izuku puts his own hand on top of yours, making you look up back at him “it’s better to try than to not try at all”

—

Back in your dorm, you stare at your phone as if it’ll start moving on its own

You angrily sigh, snatching it up before finally writing the text you’ve been thinking about sending

(F/N): Hi

Bakugo: what do you want?

Ouch, for some reason that hurts a little after not talking in so long. You know not to take it too seriously though, you’re just glad he replied so fast

Bakugo is also mentally smacking himself for saying something like that right off the bat

(F/N): I was just wondering…

(F/N): Can we talk?

The boy stares at the message, of course he does, the awkward silence that’s been going on between the two of you has been miserable even if he didn’t want to admit it. He scoffs, finally deciding to reply after a few minutes

Bakugo: Ok

(F/N): okay! you want me to go to yours?

Bakugo: That’s fine

Bakugo: Actually, meet me on the roof in 10

Bakugo throws his phone down. He shoves his face into his pillow, screaming

He had no idea what to expect

Heading up to the rooftop, he’s surprised to find you there waiting for him first. He stands there for a moment, watching your hair flow in the gentle night breeze. You’re holding your knees up to your chest, shivering. You were cold

He scoffs, shrugging off his zip up hoodie

You’re shocked when a soft, warm fabric drapes your shoulders. Looking up, Bakugo is looking away from you “dumbass, you didn’t bring a sweater? if it weren’t for me you’d freeze to death” you giggle, exceedingly happy to finally hear him speak to you again

“Hello to you too” he ignores your greeting, taking a seat next to you to enjoy the view as well

“What’s wrong with you?” He speaks up after an uncomfortable few minutes of silence, you sit up straight “Me?! What’s wrong with you?!” Bakugo’s eyebrows furrowed and he shouts back “there’s nothing wrong with me idiot!” He turns to glare at you but he’s surprised when his eyes are met with your smiling face. He looks away “the hell you smiling for weirdo?” You notice the pink tint on the tip of his ears

“I guess.. I just missed you” now it’s his turn to sit up straight, he feels chills run up his body but he equates it to the coldness of the night

He says nothing at first, before looking back at you. You’re now looking up at the sky, a content look on your face. Your eyes are sparkling, and your skin is glowing. He shakes his head, not wanting to think of anything like that before you break the silence again

“the moon sure is beautiful, hm?”

Damnit. Once again, bakugo is speechless. Did you really say that?

He’s brought back to a moment in grade school

~~~

“I’m gonna confess to the person I love just like that!” You point at the movie the two of you decided to watch, bakugo looks at you in disgust “ew I did not need to know that you freak” you pout “come on wouldn’t it be so sweet?!” He shoves your face away from his as you swoon “whatever just get off me” you pout once again

~~~

He’s brought back to reality by the way you turn to look at him once more. This look in your eyes makes him feel uneasy, unfamiliar, but he can’t look away.

“yeah.. I guess”

Your eyes sparkle, you look back up up to the sky before mustering up the courage

You grab his hand that’s next to yours

He doesn’t do anything, he stays there, still as a rock before you speak up again

“I know you heard what me and the girls said that night” he meets your gaze, and you’re giving him a serious look that almost freaks him out but he lets you continue

“I didn’t want that to change our friendship, but I guess I was too scared that you’d hate me-“

“In what world would I hate you?”

His voice is so soft it makes your heart beat skip, and now it’s your turn to be freaked out about the serious look in his eyes

“Well I- uh. You see-!” You slap yourself, bakugo is taken aback and is about to question you until you finally say what you’ve been wanting to say for years

“Bakugo Katsuki, Im in love with you!”

There it is. That determined look in your eyes that the boy has never gotten sick of, your breathing is heavy and you’re avoiding eye contact at all costs, but you did it. You fucking said it

“I realized it after we stopped talking, I mean how stupid and cliche is that huh? You never know what you have until it’s gone? God what’s wrong with me, I just needed to tell you because it’s better to try you know?! I don’t wanna fuck up what we have, I mean shit it’s been so long you know. God I ruin everything I’m sorry forget I-“

“Stop talking, you sound like that stupid Deku, god you need to stop hanging around him so much”

You freeze up. You peek a glance to bakugo, he’s kept the same serious look on his face

“You didn’t even give me a chance to reply, dumbass”

His grip on your hand tightens, and he intertwines his fingers with yours. You stop breathing

“I don’t know shit about.. love.. or whatever, I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me, I can’t place it but the way you.. god, ugh..” he grits his teeth, his cheeks tainted pink, eyebrows furrowed and clearly angry but embarrassed

“God damn it (F/N) you drive me fucking crazy! It feels fucking stupid to just call it some dumb shit like love, it’s like you’re messing with my head all the time, I don’t fucking understand these.. these.. shit! you-” he meets your gaze, and his own softens

“I just can’t.. lose you, yknow?”

So he feels the same way you do, then. you lean your head on his shoulder, and he doesn’t back away

“You’d never lose me, Katsuki” the use of his first name makes his stomach flip. He wants to stay like this

He wants more moments like this

“We.. we don’t have to rush things, and I won’t force you to share your feelings with me, I think that’s something you should figure out on your own” he scoffs, he doesn’t need to figure shit out

“(F/N)” he says your name matter of factly, you lift your head to look up at him before you feel something soft on your lips

Your eyes go wide, you stiffen up until his hand grazes your cheek gently. As if he was scared you’d break under his touch. You shut your eyes, trying to relax into the kiss

Shakily, you snake your arms around his neck, and he deepens his embrace

Passion, fear, so many emotions and words that could never be said were being spoken through this moment. Everything he’s wanted to say to you, you could feel through the way his lips enveloped your own, the way he gently caressed your back in a comforting manner. All of his feelings, you understood

He’s the one who separates first, you’re left in a daze as he avoids your eyes once more

“That’s all you’re getting out of me, don’t expect more” you giggle, making bakugo look back at you

“Don’t fucking laugh at me you little-“

“Bakugo” he stops, looking at you skeptically, you smile back at him “from now on.. let’s just be us, no more holding back, no more secrets” you tilt your head at him, the gesture makes his own heart skip a beat and his palms are sweatier than usual

“Y-yeah.. whatever I don’t fucking care”

He gives your hand a squeeze “one day, when im number one,..” his red eyes pierce your own “I’ll make you mine, you got that?” You nod, a little flustered at his declaration before gathering up even more courage than before

“What’re you-“ you cut him off with a kiss to the cheek, then a kiss to the forehead, bakugo is getting increasingly more red by each kiss you place on his face and you back away to look at him. he’s got that same scowl on his face that’s a touch softer “the hell was that-“ you cut him off again with a kiss to the lips once more

This time, hes the one who’s frozen in shock, you cup his cheek in your hand, deepening the kiss slightly before you break it. Bakugo almost wants to pull you in for more but all he can give you is a blank expression as you whisper in his ear

“I’m already yours”

He can’t even muster up any words before you’re standing up, pretending like your face isn’t on fire . “Okay! Let’s head inside it’s getting too cold, how about I make us some tea yeah?” He just watches intently as you make your way to the door before following you, wordlessly he grabs your hand as you continue your speech about the different types of teas and what he’d like. You smile when he grabs your hand again, and he smiles when you squeeze his gently

…

“Aw man I lost!” When the door shuts, 4 people emerge from various hiding spots amongst the roof

Mina saunters over to the three boys before holding out her hand “pay up losers” she sings to them, begrudgingly the three place several yen dollars into her hand

You were the one to confess first, after all, looks like her and Kaminari’s sleepover plan worked

~~~

“I’m glad you and kacchan are back to normal, (f/n)” at lunch, about two weeks after the roof incident, you’re sitting with midoriya, you give him a happy look, nodding “yep! better than ever me and him” you can’t stop the blush from forming on your face, you’re saved by a familiar voice

“Oi (F/N)” you look up and grin, he stands there with his scowl. Usually, you’d get up and follow him to eat lunch alone together, but this time you decided otherwise

“Let’s sit here today Katsuki!” You beam at him, he wants to argue with you but he decides it’s not worth it, he groans before pouting as he plops in the seat next to you, you smile “wow, no yelling today bakubro?” Kirishima smirks at bakugo, before Bakugo can retort, Kaminari, unfortunately, starts up again

“You two sure are close nowadays~” Bakugo glares daggers at Kaminari “mind your business you rat” his fist slams the table. under the table, you feel his hand take yours, entwining your fingers “nothings fuckin changed” he mutters. you glance at him, smiling as he begins to eat his food

The conversations moves forward, and throughout Bakugo, or you, have yet to let go of the others hand, like it’s naturally this way as you speak amongst your friends

‘Yeah…’ you think to yourself, stealing glances , admiring his crimson red eyes, his spiky blonde hair, and the way he sends quick retorts back to your other classmates when they annoy him

He glances at you, admiring your infectious laugh, your soft hair, your glowing aura, you

Yeah, nothings changed

End

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Sorry about spelling mistakes I did not realize this would be this long, I thought of the sleepover thing and thought it would be funny and then boom it spiraled out of control

Hope you enjoyed! This is my first time posting a oneshot here so im kinda nervous pls be nice to me ;-;

[slayfics]

You get caught trying to sneak into Katsuki’s room.

Chapter links

Chapter One

You took a deep breath and re-read Katsuki’s text to give you courage as you stepped into the elevator. The message read:

Everyone is asleep now. Come up.

You pressed the button to get up to the 4th floor of the boy's side of the dorms. Even though his message indicated everyone was asleep, your heart beat erratically at the thought of being caught.

It wasn’t the first time you had snuck into his room in the dead of night, but it never got any easier. Your nerves were always on end until you made it safely without being spotted.

As the elevator approached the second floor it slowed and dinged.

Shit- someone on the second floor was getting into the elevator.

Your heart sank as you frantically scanned your brain to remember what boys were on the second floor. The doors finally opened and revealed Ochaco.

You both stared at each other for a moment shocked by the sight of seeing each other on the boy's side of the dorms so late.

“What- what are you doing here?” She asked innocently.

“I could ask you the same thing!” You answered back, and pulled her into the elevator before anyone noticed the both of you.

Once inside Ochaco looked at the elevator buttons, and noticed the fourth floor was selected.

“Oh- you’re going to the fourth floor?” She mused.

“What! No, no I’m not!” You denied.

“Yeah you are, I can see the fourth-floor button is selected!” She pointed out.

You crossed your arms and left out a puff of air, “We’ll what were you doing on the second floor?!” You asked.

“What are you doing going to the fourth floor!?” She retorted back, face hot red from a blush.

Just as you were about to answer the doors opened to the fourth floor.

Stunned your mouth and Ochaco’s mouth hung open. Waiting for the elevator on the fourth was Mina.

“What are you two doing here??” Mina asked, equally stunned.

“We could ask you the same thing!” You and Ochaco both yelled in unison.

Mina stepped into the elevator blushing along with Ochaco.

The three of you were silent for a moment processing what just happened. You felt annoyance build up inside you at not being able to get out on the fourth floor and make it to Katsuki’s room now that the other two girls were here.

“Well, are either of you going to get out on the fourth floor?” Mina asked. laughing at the situation.

“… this wasn’t my stop,” Ochaco said, laughing and side-eyeing you.

“Shut up!” You yelled and pressed the first floor not daring to step out of the elevator and reveal to the other two girls your truthful destination.

The elevator started its slow descent back down to the first floor. You felt yourself steaming. Should you try again in a few moments after they went to bed?

“Ok, spill! Where were you two going?” Mina pressed

“Where were you coming from??” You and Ochaco said in unison.

“No fair! I asked first!” Mina protested

“We’ll I’m not telling!” You yelled.

“There’s no way I’m going to be the first one to say!” Ochaco yelled.

The three of you continued to bicker until the elevator opened to the first floor revealing Momo waiting for the boy’s elevator as well.

“WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!” The three of you yelled from inside the elevator.

Momo took a step back, astonished by the sight of the three of you leaving the boy's dorms.

“Where are all you three coming from??” Momo asked, stunned.

“We were all going somewhere different-“ Mina said then cut off. “Wait- we were all going to a different boy right?!”

The four of you exchanged frantic eye contact.

“We’ll I’m not saying!” You said arms crossed.

“I mean- we probably should verify that though right?” Momo said, looking between everyone with uncertainty on her face.

“I can’t say!” Ochaco yelled face even redder than before.

Mina laughed, “You don’t have to Uraraka. I’m sure we all already know you were with Midoriya.”

“She did come from the second floor where his room is,” You confirmed.

“What! How dare you! We’ll you were going to the fourth floor, same as Mina!” Ochaco divulged.

Momo seemed to relax at this information.

“Oh yeah… come to think of it… you were coming to the fourth floor as I was leaving.” Mina said pensively.

“Oh come on there is no way Katuski would tell me to come up as you were leaving. That’s just stupid.” You spoke without thinking.

“Did- did you say Katuski? You were going to Bakugo’s room!??” Momo asked, shocked.

“Ooooooo” Ochaco and Mina teased in unison.

“Oh crap-," you exclaimed covering your mouth. “We’ll it’s obvious you were probably on your way to Todoroki! Could you be any more of a simp!” You yelled at Momo.

Mina and Ochaco exchanged glances.

“I uh-," Momo stuttered, not knowing what to say at being caught.

“Alright Mina your turn,” Ochaco said, breaking the awkwardness.

“Fine fine- it’s only fair I suppose. Plus we’re promising to keep this between us right?” She asked.

The three of you nodded in agreement.

“I was coming from Kirishima’s room.” She said, a blush dusting her cheeks.

“Oooooooo” the three of you teased in unison.

The elevator dinged again causing you all to jump. It opened and revealed Lida.

“What are you four doing here?? I couldn’t sleep with this commotion. As your class rep, I demand you go back to your designated rooms!” He yelled.

You all looked at each other and began to stammer out nonsense excuses.

“Just go to bed!” He yelled.

You all four began to make your way to your rooms hoping he would never bring this up to your other classmates.

“He’s just mad no one was sneaking up to his room,” Mina teased, eliciting a laugh from you and the other girls.

[annecoulmanross]

So it's been a while. But I couldn't let James Fitzjames Finding Day pass without some celebration—thank you Doug Stenton, Stephen Fratpietro, and Robert W. Park for giving us this wonderful and terrible knowledge. I've made an emotional playlist of all of us currently experiencing whatever emotion this is:

Selected lyrics for each song included below the cut!

Strange Ships | PHILDEL

Strange ships won’t let me sail out Passed by the ice and stone now

2. I, Carrion (Icarian) | Hozier

If the wind turns, if I hit a squall Allow the ground to find its brutal way to me

3. Howling | Wild Rivers

Howling out here for the morning light I can’t sing no more

4. The Yawning Grave | Lord Huron

I tried to warn you when you were a child I told you not to get lost in the wild I sent omens and all kinds of signs I taught you melodies, poems, and rhymes

5. Sax Rohmer #1 | The Mountain Goats

Ships loose from their grins, capsize and then they’re gone Sailors with no captains watch a while and then move on

6. Long Wave | Dessa

Starve the guard dog And see what hunger does It’s easy when we’re well fed To talk of love

7. Achilles Come Down | Gang of Youths

Throw yourself into the unknown, With pace and a fury defiant Clothe yourself in beauty untold, And see life as a means to a triumph

8. Eat You Alive | The Oh Hellos

I’ve seen the true face of the things you call life The song of the siren that holds your desire Death, she is cunning and clever as hell And she’ll eat you alive

9. My Ego Dies At The End | Jensen McRae

Leave my body and my ego early Kill it kind with a surgeon’s mercy Claim I put it out of its misery

10. Who We Are | Hozier

Darling, we sacrificed We gave our time to something undefined This phantom life sharpens like an image But it sharpens like a knife

11. Devourer | Aidoneus

Beams of light, show me how to feel Light the gloam, find my Achilles heel I will welcome my mortality—let me go

12. Sound the Bells | Dessa

Go lift your sails up For one last swell Go lift yourselves up To sound the bells

13. Your Bones | Of Monsters and Men

Said goodbye to you my friend As the fire spread All that’s left are your bones That will soon sink like stones

14. Wildflower and Barley | Hozier, Allison Russell

This year, I swear it will be buried in actions This year, I swear it will be buried in words Some close to the surface, some close to the casket I feel as useful as dirt, put my body to work

15. These Bones | Azrai, Momo O’brien

It’s a savage sea we’re made to roam Every tide can turn to haunt us But the ocean reaches past these ghosts And I will always sail for more

16. By Way Of Sorrow | Cry Cry Cry

You have come by way of sorrow You have come by way of tears You’ll reach your destiny Meant to find you all these years

17. Gracestone | PHILDEL

When I open my final door I’m gonna sail much wilder seas than your ships were built for I’m turning into dust across that cove You know, I have known enough to not feel owed

18. Glowing | The Oh Hellos

You’ll rise, like land, pulled up at the sound of some strange commandment A moon alight, reflecting fully And I guess it would feel like rebirth, out of some kind of dying To see yourself so glowing

[writteninkat]

printed in crimson | Bakugou x Reader

synopsis: Your problems? One, you like Katsuki Bakugou, but he's the personification of a red flag. And two, you like to see how red the flag can get.

warnings: toxic relationship, smut, asshole katsuki, dumbass reader

wc: 3.9k

a/n: not proofread

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Katsuki pushes your head on the mattress, fucking you roughly as he chases his own high. Your cunt clenched at his rough treatment, eyes rolling back in pleasure.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He chants, tightening his grasp on yoyr hair. "God this pussy loves me." Gasping, he lifts your hips up in the air, letting go of your strands as he sharply slaps your ass, using some of his quirk.

The area blooms with heat as your orgasm catches you offguard, your walls clamping down at the desperate man behind you. He bottoms inside you, voice raspy and deep as he reaches his own high, half his body falling on you.

"Get the fuck off me." You bite out, pushing yourself from under him. As your actions push his cock out of you, the feeling of his load dripping down your thighs make you shiver.

Walking towards your bathroom, you try your best to ignore the tenderness between your legs. You grit your teeth together just as you walk in, slamming the door behind you.

You face your mirror, immediately pissed at the marks he left all over your neck and torso. Bitten and bruised, you touch on the particularly swollen part on your shoulder. You remember him sinking his teeth there after you rode him so hard and fast your abs ached.

Clicking your tongue, you step under the shower, letting the warmth of the water ease you back into a peaceful state of mind.

"You lying bitch." Momo's eyebrows are knitted in fury, her gazed casted on your neck. Everyone else in the table follows her line of sight, a series of disappointed groans and tired sighs erupting from them.

You brings your hand up to cover the spot, rolling your eyes. "I thought I'd be better at color correcting now." You mumble.

Ochaco crosses her arms in dismay, glaring at you.

"Oh, come on, guys! I'm sorry, I made an honest mistake!" You whine, "This is the last time, I promise!"

"How the hell do you mistakenly fuck Katsuki Bakugou?" Momo chastises, her glare feeling like multiple knives stabbing you in the same place. Just in different angles. And they're all on fire.

"Look, our agencies had a meeting, the both of us were the last ones to leave the room-"

"So you fucked him?" Momo summarizes.

Before you even get a word out, Izuku cuts in. "Isn't it weird how Kacchan is very vocal about his hate for you and yet he still goes back everytime your paths cross?"

"I think 'hate' is too much of a strong word." Tsuyu voices her thoughts.

"No it's not. And if you think it is, you can shove that opinion up your ass. He hates me and I hate him. That's just simple facts." You frown, heart softening at the sight of Tsuyu dejected.

You hold your hand up at her, "Sorry- sorry Tsu. I just- it's been a rough week." You sigh.

"You mean a rough night?" Tenya cackles, making you shift your glare at him.

"That's one, Iida." You bite out.

"You claim you hate him, yet you still bed him." Shoto points out, sipping on his green tea. "I wonder why that is."

Yet again, right before you could defend yourself, your friends begin to jump at you.

"It's cause her favorite color's red." Momo jokes.

Ochaco shakes her head, "No, I'm pretty sure she once claimed to be a flagpole."

Kyoka, who's been silent all this time, spits her drink. "Nah, nah. She just likes to see how red the flag gets." She laughs, punching soft jabs at your arm as you glare at her.

"Alright, you know what! I'm not gonna stand for this!" You slam your palms on the table, standing from your seat. "I'm a good person, alright?! If I every treat you like shit, then that's on you. You provoked me."

Shoto raises a brow at you. "And what does it mean if you tolerate being treated like shit?"

The table is silent for a moment before your narrow your eyes at the hero, "Shut the fuck up and drink your tea." You sneer, sitting back down, crossing your arms and legs.

Just as the topic shifts to another, the cafe's bell rings, announcing someone's arrival. Your eyes train to the sound, widening at the sight of familiar red hair. His eyes scan the room before falling on your table, a wide, spiky smile stretching across his face. "Hey guys! Didn't know you all would be here!"

"Hey Eiji!" You smile back at him, allowing him to engulf you in a big hug.

A hand appears on his bicep, squeezing it tightly. "Hands to yourself." Katsuki's voice rumbles from behind the red head.

"Don't tell him what to do." You glower at the blond, arms tightening around his best friend's waist in defiance. You look up at Eijiro with wide, pleading eyes. "Hug me, Eij." You pout.

You can feel everyone's stares at you as Eijirou raises a brow in question. You ignore the fuming Katsuki behind him, softly squeezing his back in encouragement. Eijirou sighs, gently pushing you away. "Sorry babe, I don't wanna get in between whatever bullshit you and Bakubro are into."

Your table cackles as you roll your eyes at the red head.

"I have work to finish." You take your bag and your drink as it's still halfway full. "I'll see you guys soon." Without making eyecontact with anyone, you swiftly leave the cafe.

You take out a cigarette from your purse, keeping it between your mouth as you blindly search for your lighter. "Fuck." You curse, turning a corner. Now away from curious eyes, you begin shuffling throigh the numerous shit inside your little purse until a hand grabs your shoulder.

Immediately out into fight mode, you grab onto the person's forearm, about to throw them into a body slam but their actions are quick. You're spun around and slammed into the wall behind you, your eyes falling on familiar vermilion orbs.

"What do you want, Katsuki?" Your eyes narrowed and tone sharp, you attempt to break free from his hold, but the numerous times you've tried this in bed reminds you you're simply wasting your energy.

"You ignore me after the night we had? You hurt my feelings, princess." He smirks, moving his head towards you. "Don't fucking call me that." You spit. "And so what if I do? You don't control me."

"A few nights together tells me I do, actually."

Your nape burns at his statement.

"Keep talking like that and I'll remind you just how flammable your penthouse is." Your threat falls on deaf ears as he presses his body against yours. His lips press against your ear, hot breath fanning over the shell. "You gotta stop using this shit." He plucks the cigarette out of your mouth, crushing it between his fingers.

"I take it cause of you. You stress me the fuck out." Your menacing look is exchanged with a raised brow.

"And you think that little attitude of yours doesn't give me headaches?" He scoffs, apparently appalled by this personality of yours he's already familiar with.

You smile sweetly, "Your prettiest headache, right?"

Katsuki freezes at your question, surprisingly stumped before it resumes to his usual frown. He lets go of you, his fierce stare stuck on you for a few moments before he clicks his tongue and walks away.

"Hell's his problem?" You mutter, taking your pack of cigarettes once more. As you hold a stick between your fingers, you stare at it for a moment, nibbling on your lip in contemplation before sighing. You place the stick back inside the pack, returning it inside your purse before leaving the narrow alley.

The hero's gala is filled with sparkling dresses and pressed suits. You're stuck in a conversation with some foreigner hero, laughing and nodding at the right time, and only talking when you actually listen to whatever he's saying.

You can't help but scan the room for a familiar blond. Yeah, the invitation said you could bring a plus one, but he won't actually bring someone, right? He simply isn't the type.

"And how is hero work here in Japan? Ever thought of moving to a different country?" You look up at the hero in question. "I enjoy the work I do here, so no, I've never thought to emigrate, but maybe I will in the future. We never know." You shrug your shoulders, chuckling as he and the other heroes around you laugh boisterously.

You space out, their voices muffled as you swirl the wine in your glass. Bringing it up your lips, you're about to tilt it up when you hear a familiar name from behind you.

"-Bakugou. Or, Dynamight." A feminine voice introduces.

"Of course I know Dynamight! He's one of my favorite heros!" An older male voice replies loudly.

You furrow your brows, turning around. Just as expected, you come face to face with Katsuki. The suit looks impeccable on him, buttons fighting for their lives to keep the shirt closed and the arm sleeves barely containing his meaty biceps.

His eyes drop on yours, bored and uninterested. Your stare shifts to the beautiful brunette in his arms. Unsure whether it's jealousy or anger, or simply just hurt and betrayal that's making your blood boil, you softly excuse yourself from the guests around you.

Without another look back, you make your way to the balcony, taking a deep breath of the cold night air.

Annoyed.

Exactly, I'm annoyed to see him. His face is annoying, that's why I was pissy.

You're really just convincing yourself at this point.

Looking out into the mountain ranges that overlooks the balcony, you feel a sense of calm and peace. The tranquility lasts for only a minute until it's shattered once more by the familiar scent of sweet caramel.

"Who'd the unlucky guy you brought?" He asks, taking up the space beside you. Huffing in annoyance, you roll your eyes at nothing.

"For your information, if I did bring anyone tonight, it'd be the best night of their life."

Katsuki furrows his brows, glancing at you with confusion written all over his space. "You, on the other hand, seems to have made it your goal to ruin that poor girl's night." You face him, memorizing his fazed expression before turning back towards the double doors.

"She's beautiful, make sure she enjoys the party."

And with that, you step away from him. Except you try/ to, when he grabs your wrist, spinning you back around.

"Why didn't you bring a date?" You raise a brow at his question, rolling your eyes as you attempt to free your wrist from his grasp.

"Is it any of your business? Let go!" You demand, pulling your wrist from him as hard as you can. Katsuki doesn't budge, his chest rising and falling furiously as his eyes penetrate yours.

"Katsuki, I said let go-"

"Did you want it to be me?" He asks, shoving his face towards yours.

"You- what?" You tilt your head in confusion, "No!" You lie. "Of course not!"

"Liar."

Fury swirls in your stomach as you raise your hand, slapping him across the face. His grip loosens, taken aback.

You stand there, one arm suspended in the air and the other folded against your chest. A red mark begins to bloom on his cheek.

Swallowing harshly, you take him by his collar, pulling him against you as you press your lips together. Immediately, Katsuki kisses back feverishly, hands moving all over your body. One hand squeezes your waist while the other grabs your ass, pulling your ody towards his. He backs you up against the balustrade, both hands moving up your sides, embracing tightly you as if you were gonna slip from his arms any second.

You run your hands up his chest, scratching your nails up his nape until they bury themselves into his hair. His tongue dances with yours in a consuming, desperate song. He tastes of sweet wine and chocolate, your senses hightening, making your head grow light.

He pulls away, your breaths clashing with each other as you you look up into his eyes. They scream with devastation and anguish, it makes you question everything he's done to you in the past.

His hands begin to frantically undo his belt, your eyes widening as you look behind him. The curtains were drawn to cover the glass doors, probably to hide the fact that this balcony existed. But it'll only take one swipe and everyone inside would see the both of you in this state.

"Katsuki, I don't think-"

"Shut the fuck up and open your legs." He growls, using his thigh to part them. The second he makes contact with your pulsing cunt, all reason flies out your brain through a needy moan.

You look down between the both of you, watching him pump his cock once, twice, spreading his precum all over his member before he positions himself to be right infront of your hole.

You nibble on your lower lip, allowing him to push your panties to the side. Without wasting another moment, Katsuki thrusts his entire length inside you, your teeth drawing blood as you struggle to stay quiet. Katsuki softly brushes his thumb against your cheek, pressing on your lip for you to let go.

"Red looks amazing on you." He says, eyeing the blood staining your lip. Without pausing his hips, he lowers his lips down to yours, tongue peeking out as he brushes it against the crimson.

"Fuck, you make me crazy." He mutters, pulling back. He grabs the backs of your thighs, pulling them to his hips as he fucks you harder, faster.

You grab onto his shoulder for support, digging your nails onto his shoulder as your back arches. "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah Katsuki." You breathe out, slowly leaning back. Your hair bounces and trickles behind you until they're completely hanging off.

"God, this pussy should be classified as a drug." He grunts, his pace rougher now. "Can't seem to fucking quit it."

The balustrade can only be so wide, it can only accompany your ass and lower back. As you try to pull yourself back up, Katsuki wraps his hand around your throat, pushing you back.

"Katsuki!" You manage to breathe out, his grip straining. "I'm gonna fall!" You wheeze, clawing at his arm as he continues to fuck you with abandon.

"Imagine that." He smirks, leaning over. "Once I let go, you fall fifty feet. Legs still wide open and my cum dripping out of you."

Your eyes widen as the blond bites and nips at your chest, pulling the dress down to reveal your breasts. He takes a nipple inside your mouth, sucking on it harshly as his gaze glue themselves on you. Your eyelids flutter and your walls clamp down on his cock, the stimulation burning a fire of euphoria in your belly.

"Like that, huh? Like it when I hold your life in my hand?" He chuckles darkly, repeating his action to your other tit. The slapping of his skin against yours fill the balcony, the erotic sound filling your head with bliss as you forget about the life or death situation the hero has put you in, chasing your own high instead.

"That's it, fucking come for me princess." He pinches your clit, ripping an orgasm out of you. Your thighs clench together around his hips as your head tips over. You watch the world in an upside down manner as waves upon waves of ecstacy drift throughout your body.

As the feeling recedes, you're being pulled from danger and dropped onto the floor, the sticky and warm feeling of cum dripping down your inner thighs.

"Asshole." You growl at the blond fixing his pants.

You follow him, pulling your panties and dress back in place before holding onto the railings for support as you begin to stand up.

Katsuki stares at you for a moment, eyes looking desperate, as if he wants to say something, before averting his gaze. He clears his throat, clenching his hand into a fist then walks off without a word, leaving you in the balcony.

It's cold.

You're alone.

And you feel like crap.

You lean on the railing for a moment, wondering to yourself why you can't leave whatever this relationship you have with Katsuki. It isn't healthy at all.

You want a man who'll cook breakfast for you after sex, someone who'll clean you up and give you snuggles. Someone who cares about what you think and say.

"Oh, hey you." Your head flicks up at the new voice, your sights one Shinsou as he exits the ballroom. His hair is combed back, a simple suit on and in his hand is a sparkling glass of champagne.

"Ah, hey." You wipe off the tear you didn't realize fell. You turn around, a weak attempt to hide your welling eyes from him.

"You okay?" He asks, taking over the space Katsuki had just stood in before fucking you up.

"Ah, yeah. I'm fine." You chuckle nervously, pressing your lips together as you continue wiping off multiple tears that stream down on their own.

Shinsou stares at you before turning his gaze towards the mountains.

It's still quiet and peaceful. Shinsou doesn't disrupt the tranquility like Katsuki does. And he doesn't push or order you to tell him what's on your mind—he simply just stands there, waiting for you to finish.

"Actually-" You sniff, "I'm not okay."

"I gathered that." He takes a sip of his champagne.

You chuckle at your pathetic state, fidgeting.

"I keep going for shitty guys." Your lower lip wobbles, "And I don't know why. My therapist says they're simply my pattern, but I can never understand the root cause of it." You squint, remembering all the painful memories of the jerks you used to date. And the one jerk you can't seem to let go of.

"Maybe it's cause you think you don't deserve better." Shinsou places his now empty glass on the marble balustrade, turning his head towards you. "What is it you want?"

You look into the distance, your teeth playing with your lower lip as the pain from before resurfaces.

"I want a good guy. Someone who takes care of me, listens to me. Someone who shuts the fuck up for once." You chuckle, turning to Shinsou.

The man already has his body facing directly at you, flashing you a rare smile. "And Katsuki Bakugou isn't that for you."

Your brows curl in disappointment, "But I want him-"

Shinsou softly places his thumb on your lips, effectively shutting you up. "Leave him alone before the big man up there takes away that choice."

Your eyes widen, hand moving to your belly.

"You're an amazing woman. You'll find the right person to... shut the fuck up and listens to you." His smile grows wider before he takes his hand back, stepping away from you and returning inside.

You blink once, twice, before letting out a tired sigh. Just as you're about to return inside, you notice a piece of paper underneath Shinsou's empty champagne glass.

He'd scribbled his number on it. When? You have no idea. But he must have inserted it while you were busy gazing at nothing. You pull it off, inspecting it.

Should I take this chance? Call him tomorrow, maybe?

"He'll bore you." A deep and gravelly voice you know all too well sounds from behind you, making you freeze. The paper is plucked from your fingers as Katsuki moves toward you, his face right beside yours. The both of you look at the numbers scribbled on the paper.

"And you deserve someone who'll keep you on your toes."

"Being in a healthy relationship wouldn't be boring, it'd be peaceful." You say, trying to convince yourself.

"You don't want peace, princess. You wanna see the red flags in shapes of hearts." He whispers into your ear, making you swallow hard.

"You're not a fucking carnival, Katsuki." You grit out.

"But you love the rides I offer." He chuckles, making your head snap towards him.

"Shinsou will treat me the way I deserve." You defend.

"He won't treat you the way you want, princess. How you truly want it. You go with him and ten years later you're sitting at home taking care of one and a half kids, with a white picket fence around your house as you wait for Mind Control to get home." He talks as if he can see the future. "Is that what you want?"

The picture he painted terrifies you.

Your eyes return to the paper in the blond's grasp.

"I'll answer that for you." He whispers, pressing a kiss against your neck as multiple tiny explosions go off on his palm, effectively burning the small paper.

He wraps an arm around your center, pulling your body onto his as he licks your neck. "You're never getting rid of me, princess. I'm gonna ruin your life the same way you ruined mine."

"You just hate progression, don't you?" Momo raises a brow as she stares at the marks on your neck. You didn't bother to cover them up this time—she'll still be able to spot them.

"More like she's regressing." Tenya jabs, making you pinch his side. He exclaims in pain, going on a tangent about how you shouldn't do that while you tune him out, looking out through the glass window.

"I'm bored." You yawn.

"And Katsuki Bakugou isn't the game you wanna play." Kiyoka deadpans, taking a sip of her coffee.

"I beg to differ. I simply haven't learned the cheat codes yet." You smile, taking your iced caramel macchiato.

"I'll tell you the codes—unplug the damn game and get another one." Izuku sighs tiredly, leaning back into his seat. "I swear, one day you're gonna end up killing the dude cause you found out he fucked a different girl."

You giggle, leaning into Tenya, taking a sip out of your coffee.

"And you didn't give Shinsou a chance?" Tsuyu asks, taking a bite out of her cake. The corners of your lips pull into a frown as you shake your head. "Nah, I memorized his number and sent him a text last night. We're meeting for drinks later."

Momo's eyes widen as Ochako looks at you with bewilderment. "What-" Ochako stutters, "I'm confused. Are the both of you going on a date?"

"What? No!" You giggle, "We're having drinks as friends! Thought maybe I should expand my circle. I don't wanna keep getting shit from you guys." You roll your eyes.

"Uhuh..." Izuku draws out, "And how does Kacchan feel about this?"

"He doesn't need to know." You place a finger against your lips.

Momo's eyebrows raise, impressed by your reply. "You're learning a lot from him, huh? Doesn't seem like something I want you to be doing."

You simply shrug, returning your gaze outside as you tilt your head up. Past the waving leaves of the trees, is a window. You smirk as you think about how Katsuki must take you for an idiot. Your phone vibrates beside you and you lift it, the screen instantly lighting up to show a notification form 'settings' with the settings picture on the side. You smile, clicking on it.

Settings: Since when did you notice?

You: Ever since we got here.

You: Stick to being a hero, Katsuki. You're not very good at trailing people.

Settings: Shut the fuck up

Your turn your phone off before returning your attention to your friends, butterflies erupting in your stomach, extremely excited at what's to come in the near future.

Sure thing is, you won't be taking care of one and a half babies for sure.

[miyamoratsumuu]

001. PLACES, EVERYONE!

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BLOOPERS!!!

✘ when y/n told hanta and kyoka to make sure they get enough food for themselves, the two actors were in line to order their food and hanta's whole neck to the tips of his ears got red

✘ shoto wasn't able to reply in the cast's gc when y/n messaged because he was too busy slurping up his soba at the restaurant he was in with momo

✘ kiri is hanta's no. 1 supporter when it comes to his teensy tiny crush on y/n

✘ mina, kyoka, kiri, and hanta's gc is names the hamilgang because each of them remind hanta of each of the four close-knit hamilton characters. (based from sero, mina is hamilton, kyoka is laurens, kiri is mulligan, and of course hanta's lafayette)

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[momotorin]

my phone fell, love lmao i posted it by accident ^^ @tozakimo

strawberry kisses

farmer!momo x baker!reader | fluff, smut | men dni!

it's been an exhausting year, especially for you. you just graduated from your university, settled for a corporate job somewhere in the bustling and loud city of tokyo. it wasn't even related to your degree, for fucks sake, but you settled for it as it paid off really well.

but then, you got another offer later during the year. working for a small bakery at night just across your apartment. it was quiet, healing, with the smell of pastry and coffee pungent in the air— it was surely something you can't compare with anything.

your corporate job got too heavy, and it got to the point that it wasn't working well anymore. you kept your job at the bakery, now working full time.

unfortunately, before november came, the bakery shut down because of unprecedented reasons; which, the owner died of oldness, which you mourned as ms. sato was the kindest person to ever teach you about anything you know about baking now, she was like a second mother, one that you held really dear to your heart.

late november, your sister, mina, went to your apartment in tokyo.

all primed and cut into the right places, mina knocks on your door, three times, "y/n! open this goddamn door!" she shouted, and you revealed yourself, wrapped around a blanket, eyes puffed with tears. "oh," she hugs you immediately, taking your head to lay on her neck as you hugged her back. "tokyo must've been so unkind to you, huh?"

"i-it is," you sobbed as she held you in her arms. "i wanna go home, mina."

"well," she chuckles, rubbing your back in comfort and warmth. "i wouldn't be here if i didn't take you home."

it was such a pleasant feeling; taking the train home to kobe, the regret and awfulness of the big city of tokyo being transported away from you. mina was kind enough to lend you the window seat, which you really enjoyed.

mina taps you on the hand, "hey," she smiled. "it's sana's birthday in a few days..."

"oh! really?" you perked up at the mention of her girlfriend's name. "what do you plan to do?"

"nothing that big," she chuckles, her head hanging down and her hands fiddling with the rings on her fingers. "i bought a ring already, though."

"what!?" you exclaimed, hands on your mouth, trying to make yourself as shocked as you looked. "i mean, you've known each other for what... like 6 years already? i'm glad for you two."

mina sighs, "i know you are," she said. "but i just don't know how to ask her, you know? i'm not the biggest romantic out there. she is. but she's so busy with the farm and all; i know momo's there to help her but i just don't want to add to her worry if i ever ask h-"

"mina," you held your sister by the shoulders and made her look at you. "i'm not really close with sana but i know she loves you. trust me, she's been waiting for you to pop the question."

"well," she blushes. "could you help me?"

"of course," you chuckled at her. "we have like... 20 more days. so no pressure. let's just get home first, hm?"

"yeah," mina sighs as she lies back on her seat. "you know, i'd like you to meet her best friend, though." mina chuckled. "momo. such a lovely person. the girl literally leaves a couple of her fruits for us when she supplies the flour."

you smiled, imagining what she was like, how she was like, going into your family bakery back home. "she sounds delightful."

the next day, you got your being up to go and operate the family bakery, just a few streets away from your home. you went in with mina and briefed you about the different pastries that they still serve. you added a little bit of yours, but you let it out for a while, not confident enough to put it on the pastry shelves yet.

you sighed, taking a break from kneading, baking, mixing, and carrying the goods. it's around 6 'o clock am, just an hour before the bakery opens. mina was cleaning up the dining area thoroughly, as her jazz music blasted in the background.

the bell of the entrance rings, and you jolt up, "we're not yet ope-"

"oh," the woman chuckled, bags of flour on her toned shoulders, carried by muscled biceps. mina comes to lead the woman to the kitchen, where she puts down the flour on the supply area. "um," she says. "i-i need to get the fruits, hold on."

the woman rushes outside, and you stare at her as she goes to her truck.

"that's momo," mina chuckled at your obvious flush. it wasn't one of attraction, but one of embarrassment. you should've greeted her better. "she's cute isn't she?"

she looked delightful as she sounds.

"here," momo drops the fruits on the counter, bunched up in a plastic bag. "i- um, gotta go, mina."

"no, wait," you chuckled at her obvious shyness, her timidness making her cuter than she already was. "sit for a little while. i didn't greet you well so, wait-" you smiled at her as she sat on one of the seats in the dining area. you rushed to the baking area, where you stored the eclairs that you made, pulled out the little box, and stored it for her.

"here," you handed the box of eclairs to her. "just a little trade for the fruits you got us."

she smiles, "thank you," she bowed. "are you new here?"

"oh," you chuckled as you reached out your hand, urging her to shake hands with you. "i'm y/n. mina's sister."

she gently takes your hand, "momo," she says, looking into your eyes in an obvious flush as she spoke. "i- um, i'm mina's flour supplier."

"well, she told me already," you retracted your hand from her hold, but you admit, that was the greatest handshake of your life. she stands, putting the chair back on its old position. "see you around, i guess?"

"yeah, um," she looks down on her shoes as she takes the box of eclairs. "see you around, y/n."

momo leaves shortly after, leaves you in a haze, and mina nudges at you as she sees that little interaction when she is cleaning up the counter.

she laughs, "can't believe i saw two losers interacting with each other, oh my god," she chuckles. "i'm definitely going to ask sana to set you two up on a date because neither of you are going to do it."

"is she really that fucking buff?" you asked, albeit randomly.

"jesus," mina laughs further. "you stared at her arms the whole time?"

"damn," you palmed your face in the realization. "well it was out. if it had eyes, it'll be looking at me. but she's cute."

"can't believe that my sister thirsted in front of me," mina sighed. "anyways, she lives just right beside sana's. if you wanna know that sort of thing."

well, it's not useless, you thought. "i'm not some creep... i don't just want to show up at her door."

mina laughs as she arranges the trays of pastries ready to be lined up at the pastry shelves, "trust me, she wants you to."

the next day, you and mina, with her girlfriend, came and visited sana's farm, somewhere up the countryside. sana grew vines of grapes, with her wine distillery up the hill.

as you went up the hill, you saw various other fruits, and it reminded you of what momo supplies to the bakery everyday. you've made a jam out of the strawberries she gave, and it was as red as what you're seeing now.

"ah, momo!" sana calls out, waving to the truck that was driving by.

"hey!" momo stopped the truck, coming down from it. you looked in her direction; her hair tied up into a nice bun, her black tank top, her worn out cargo pants, and some boots. god. she looks like she's straight out of your dream. "the deliveries this day was so fucking many-" she mumbles and suddenly stops as you made your way to mina's side. "oh, hi," she greets, in a small tone. "y/n, right?"

"yeah," you smiled. "the strawberries there," you pointed. "are they yours?"

"oh," she scratched her nape, her cheeks at an obvious blush. "yeah- um, yeah it's mine."

"we'll head to the distillery for a while," sana chuckles as she held mina's hand. "take it from here, momo. she hasn't seen your side of the place."

"sana," she sighs. "alright. okay. i'll go take care of it."

you chuckled, "so, strawberries," you said. "how come they're so plump here? they're beautiful."

"well," she went to your side as you viewed the row of freshly grown strawberries. "it's all grown naturally. no pesticides or anything, i make sure that even the soil's clean."

"oh, wow," you commented. "i made a jam out of the strawberries you've been giving us," you said. "it's the yummiest ones. you want to have some?"

"oh, of course," she smiles. you can't help but melt. "the eclairs were so good though," she commented. "how come you aren't selling them yet?"

"i- um," you went silent for a second. "i'm not that confident yet with how it can turn out, you know. that's the last recipe that i learned from someone."

"well," she sighs. "i totally understand. i'll wait for those, though!"

you smiled at her. "so," you looked at her. "what do you do besides farming, momo?"

"i- um," she looks down on her shoes once more, trying to hide her obviously red face. "play drums at the local bar."

"no way!" you said, exclaiming in amusement. "wow," you commented on her. "you seem so chill. didn't expect that you're one."

"well," she chuckled. "it's a jazz bar. nothing too hardcore."

"what do you mean nothing too hardcore?" you chuckled once more, and as you two progress in talking, the more you get amazed at how incredibly delightful this woman was. "i love jazz. where do you play? i wanna go drop by."

"santorini's," she says. "it's sana's bar, actually."

"that friend of yours is one big businesswoman here, huh," you commented. "well, she's perfect with mina."

"couldn't agree more," she says. "when your sister came to her life, it was like she had forgiven anything. i mean, i came late to an invitation once and she just said 'it's okay,' like it's the most normal thing. i guess your sister really did put a bunch of ice on her head to calm her down."

you laughed loudly, astounded by the way she spoke, "ah, you're so..."

"what?" she asks.

"nothing," you chuckled. "so," you clasped your hands at your back. "will you drop by us tomorrow, too?"

"well," she blushed. "of course. i have to deliver mina's orders."

"okay," you smiled. "you don't have to be so uptight around me, you know?"

"i- um-" momo stuttered as you held her hand.

"see," you had a tight grip around her hand, letting her feel the coldness of it against her warm ones. "you're kinda- too cute for this."

it was a thursday, and you went to the bakery right after you took your workout, a new thing that you've been wanting to do.

well, you didn't have time to change, so you baked in your workout outfit, just switching the shirt into a spare, tight, tank top. the apron was clearly useless now, probably.

momo came into the kitchen while you were taking out the freshly baked buns, one that was baking underneath the bigger oven so you had to lean down.

"oh, careful." momo notes as she passes by you. she doesn't forget the sight. you bent down like that waiting for her to get over. god. it made momo go a little crazy while she went and dropped the flour at its usual spot in the bakery supply area. she let herself take that in for a while as she sat down, closing her eyes, feeling an uncomfortable state between her legs.

"momo?" you called out to her, and you went to the supply area, where you found her just.. there. "oh," you quickly went to get some water, as she stared a little too much on your backside on those purple leggings. "here," you said, cutting her out of her daze as you handed her some water. "tough day?"

"very," she said, gulping down the water with a couple of sips. you reached out to a certain drawer in the supply area, your perfectly shaped glutes on display for her. well, fuck. you handed over the strawberry jam to her. "oh, is this it?"

"yeah," you smiled. "try it out. just get a sourdough at the shelves. don't worry, i'll pay for it."

"nope, i have plenty of those at home," she chuckled as she stood up. "i- um," she stutters once more. "are you still going? i'm playing at saturday."

"oh," you smiled, wide enough to compete with the sun. "of course, momo. wouldn't miss that."

"great!" she smiles in happiness, clutching the strawberry jam next to her.

"i'll be cheering for you," you chuckled as you put a hand on her shoulder, rubbing it. "good luck!"

she chuckled. "yeah, thanks."

saturday came by fast.

you hung out with momo last night at the market fair, along with mina and sana, who went around the carnival hand in hand.

you had your own delight with momo, who was chill at the carnival games, her winning at several ones, surprisingly as you two ate several snacks on the way. she won a big my melody plushie, which you will forever be thankful for.

you just like spending time with her. she has such immense warmth, though quite timid and shy sometimes, but she was beautiful in a way that you wanted to be consumed by her.

"god," you sigh against your bed, trying to settle into an outfit. "fuck."

"hey," mina says, her body leaning against the doorway. "having trouble?"

"yeah," you sighed as you sat up, and mina made her way to sit with you. "i've been struggling to find an outfit. i don't want something too fitting, too unrevealing, too tight, too everything- i just want something perfect for the night, mina."

mina laughs as she made way to your closet, and pulls out a specific dress. it was a black, suede, champagne dress with its straps thin just to hold the dress together.

"mina, you're a fucking genius," you sighed in comfort as you chuckled, taking the dress from mina's hands. "this is perfect, thank you."

mina laughs, "i know it is. date with momo?"

"hm, kinda like that. i'm seeing her play," you chuckled. "what about you? staying for the night?"

"i'll be at sana's," mina sighs. "she's not having the best time right now..."

"oh, like..." you stopped for a moment, understanding that her girlfriend was sick.

"she's been having a bad fever for the past few days." mina sighs.

"well," you sighed as well, but you remembered something. "i had some extra soup i made a few hours ago," you said. "maybe that could help her."

"you're a lifesaver," mina sighs in relief. "why'd you make it though?"

"just wanted something warm," you giggled. "anyways, i'll be leaving at 7."

"yeah, no worries," mina smiles. "good luck with your date!"

you arrived at the bar, a little past 7pm, perfectly in time in momo's set.

the previous band had only finished playing as you sat right in front, ordering a martini as the first drink of the night.

momo's band comes in as the dim light slowly gets stronger, you catch a sight of momo; in her signature tank top, arms out, with her pants, and a flannel tightly wrapping around the waistband of it. god. she looks so good.

the drums were, unusually, right on front and on the side, just a little beside you and she says 'hi,' with a little smile, her drumstick stuck to her fingers.

she was so cute, but then, she went on to test the tone of the drums, and it sounded great. but god, the way her muscles flexed as she took the drums to sound was so tempting that you just wanted to pull her out of the band and take her home.

but then, she catches a little glance at you again, as she sees you walk to the bathroom. she doesn't miss the subtle appearance of your cleavage, the way that the dress hugged your body so divine, and the way that your ass was so curved in it. it drove her fucking crazy.

you made your way back to your seat, as momo started the song with her band. you got another drink of the same kind.

they played really well, a couple of jazz hits, some requests, and some originals from their band were played.

momo looked at you from the crowd the whole time. you were so beautiful and irresistible in that fucking dress, that she wants to make you tell her to rip it off.

a few songs later, momo's band takes a bow, and the lights dim once more as a sign that their set was finished.

you wait for her silently at your table, now ordering your fourth drink of the night.

"hey," someone taps your shoulder from the back. "how was it?"

you saw momo in all of her glory, her flannel now covering her bare arms. she sits beside you, looking you in the eye.

"you're so great," you said. "you were so good at playing the drums!"

"well," she chuckled as she gestured to the waiter to get her the same drink. "someone important was watching, i didn't want to blow that up."

you chuckled at her, "hm, important, then? so, it's a date..."

"you could put it that way," she teased back. she leans closer to whisper to you, "you look beautiful tonight."

"thanks," you said as you put a hand on her thigh, getting her comfortable with your touches. "you're not so bad yourself. had your arms out and all on the stage."

momo laughs, "well, i didn't know you'd stare at that."

"i mean, i can help but to, you know," you confessed. "it's just so big-"

"something else is bigger- what?" she gets flustered by herself, saying the phrase. "no, oh my god, sorry, y/n... that was such a bad joke."

you just laughed and let yourself lean on her arm. "it's nothing, momo. it's okay," you placed a little kiss on her cheek. "you know, if you really wanna show it off," you slide your hands through her inner thighs, down to her crotch, feeling the material and her cock desperately straining against it. "do it, momo."

"fuck," she stands up, holding your hand, leaving the payment on the table as she makes a rush going out of the bar. "you're getting it."

"hm, let me." you chuckled as she went to open the car door for you, letting you sit down. she went and got into the other side of the car, and she drove away.

"such a little tease for me," she said, running her hand through your bare thigh. "wearing this tight fucking dress," she touches the hem of it as she drove off. "all for others to see."

you held onto your seatbelts as she creeped her fingers closer to your center. "momo-"

the teasing stopped once you arrived at her house, as she pulled you into a deep, breathless kiss. she lets you wrap your legs around her waist as she carries you inside, going to her room.

"fuck," she pulls away, closing her room's door, as she nipped on your neck, making sure that it's red enough for her. "you don't know how much i've been wanting you, baby."

you can't help but moan, and clutch your hand on her hair as she laid you down on her bed, nipping on the valley of your collarbones as she takes off your dress.

"so fucking pretty." she latches on your nipple, as she takes the other to knead with her hand.

"momo, ah- fuck," you rut your hips against her knee as she holds you by the waist. "i need you."

she pulls away from your breasts, as you kiss her, taking her flannel off, and pulling her tank top off. you held tightly to her bicep, as you gently tug on her pants, opening the button of it.

she kneels on top of you, her evident bulge just right on your face. it curved to the side of her calvin klein's, and she takes your hand to palm it.

"so warm, baby," she says, feeling the sensation of you touching it above her boxers. "take it off."

you took it off, and it springed right up, her cock red and hard, slapping up to her navel.

you took her length to your hand, pumping it up and down, as she thrusts. "so needy." you swiped your thumb on the sensitive head, making her squirm.

"wan' fuck your mouth," she whined, getting off of you for a second as she took the space beside you. "please?"

"so cute when you beg," you pumped her a couple of times, as you trailed your kisses from her chest to her stomach. she was whining, holding you by the hair as she makes you a makeshift ponytail. you licked the head of her cock, and she moans loudly. "so cute."

you finally let her fuck your mouth, the big length just sliding in and out of your throat, the tip reaching parts of your mouth you've never known before. momo knows that you were choking, but that doesn't stop her, as she pulled you down by the head to take on her 9 inch length.

"god," she stills, letting her cock pulse fully inside of your mouth. "you're so fucking good, baby."

she finally pulls out, flipping you over with her big strong arms as she kisses your neck once more. "tell me what you want, baby," she whispered. "i need you to let me fuck you like the little bitch you are."

"make me cum," you held onto her hand that was kneading your breast. "please, momo, i don't care how many times- just-"

she kisses you on the lips once more, making you shut up. "don't worry about it."

she trailed her kisses from your chest to the waistband of your panties, spreading your legs and putting it on her shoulders.

"needy little bitch, all for me," she tapped on your arousal that seeped through your panties a couple of times, which made you squirm, your thighs closing on her head. she spreads them once more, removing your panties, and now, the wetness of it glistens in front of her. she takes a long stripe from your hole to your clit, making you hold onto her hair. "and you're delicious. can't wait to eat you all night."

she latches her mouth on your clit, looking at you with utmost adoration and lust as you come apart on her tongue. she laps, circles, and plays around with it, making you moan and strut your hips to meet her tongue. she couldn't be more happier when you begged more.

"momo, fuck," you moaned out, her lips still closed and sucking your clit. "fingers, please."

she happily complies, her fingers teasing the outside of your folds, getting it wet enough to be inserted. she puts two of her fingers inside, licking at your clit, as she moves it in and out to hit your g-spot so deliciously.

"mmgh! holy shit, momo," you closed your eyes in the ecstasy of her pleasure. "more, fuck," you rutted your hips, her fingers going faster. "ah."

she pulls away, smirking as she pumps her fingers faster, now she latches on your nipple, stimulating the hard nub, as she makes you come apart on her fingers.

your juices were overflowing on her hand as she went and used her thumb to make circles on your clit. "momo!" you held onto her biceps as she kissed you on the neck. "fuck, fuck," you were becoming sensitive, with the way she was holding and fucking you with her fingers. "momo, i'm gonna-" you held onto her tightly, feeling the heat building up from your pussy.

"cum for me," she whispers, the thumb on your clit teasing you further. "cum, baby."

"fuck!" you screamed, squirting on her hand. you felt your arousal trickle on her hand, to her bed, but you felt something different. it was momo's cum, white, spurted, on your thigh. "did my baby cum untouched with that, huh?" you teased as you pumped her cock, and was surprised that it wasn't even half hard. it was still hard, ready to be inside of you.

"don't worry," you went on top of her, your hands directly touching her toned stomach, as you glide your wetness on her length. "can't wait to have your big cock inside of me," you moaned, lining up her wet cock to your hole. "mmgh," you slowly sit on it, the girth already stretching you out enough. "so fucking big, baby."

she held your arms, as you tried to sit down on her cock. slowly, you ride her, her length not fully in. she was getting impatient, so she rolled you two over, slamming her cock inside of you fully.

she lets you feel her cock inside of you, almost kissing your cervix with how big it is.

"so tight," she thrusts, holding you by the waist, fucking into you slowly to get you loosened up. "fuck, is it your first time?"

"no," you let yourself sway with her, already trembling with how big she was. "it's just that you're so big..."

"hmm, i know," she kisses you once more, a little gentle, as she tries to thrust in and out slowly. "just tell me if you're good already, hm? don't want to destroy my sweetheart like that."

you wrapped your arms around her and you smiled, "get rough with me," you whispered, your mouth forming into an 'o' as her thrusts fasten. "make me your bitch, come on- ah," you moaned, holding onto her biceps. "fuck, use that fucking cock."

"g'nna destroy your little cunt, baby," she moans, holding you by the waist, thrusting as your back arches to her touch. "i'm too big for you," she growls, putting her hand above the spot where she feels her cock bulge. "taking me so fucking well."

you continued to writhe below her, as she pumps her cock, in and out, your pleasure spot getting battered as you let out spurts of your arousal.

"you're so wet," she says, pulling out completely, and turning you over. she tucked a few pillows on your chest, letting you lean onto it as you're now positioned by her on fours. "i want you to stay like this. can you, baby?"

"hmm," you moaned, feeling your juices trickle down to the bedsheets. "fuck..."

"you're making a mess," she laughs, rubbing your folds languidly, as she inserted herself once more, shocking you. you were tighter, "you're gonna squirt on my cock, aren't you, messy girl?'

she went and rubbed your hardened clit, making you squirm and grip her sheets as you whined, screamed, and shouted her name.

she continues to thrust, fast, as she slaps your ass. "fucking slut, always having your ass out when you're at the bakery," she closes her eyes and remembered the times that your ass confined into your clothes too much as she squeezed on it, spreading it apart. "you've been wanting someone to fuck you like this, haven't you, hm?"

"yes, yes!" you screamed, holding onto her sheets as you slammed your hips back in time with hers. she pulls you to her by your hair, and she wrapped her arms around you as she thrusts, her fingers once again creating tight circles on your wet clit.

she huffs, kissing your neck once more, leaving a mark as she held you by the waist, thrusting uncontrollably when she felt your pussy walls pulse against her.

"momo," you moaned, weakly, as you leaned into her touch. "fuck, momo, fuck me more," you whined. "please-"

she pushed you gently again, making you go on fours, as she thrusts, faster than she was before, pumping her wet length in and out of you.

"am i fucking in you enough, huh," she asks in short breaths, her wet skin on your wet skin as you moaned onto her pillows. "so fucking tight, baby," she grunts, feeling your arousal grow by the minute. "cum for me."

you squirted as she continued to thrust, fucking your overused pussy as it pulsed.

"take it." she thrusts, slow, as she makes you feel her pulse. her warm liquid covers your inner walls, as she falls on top of you. "fuck," she pulls out, letting herself soften outside of you. she went and admired her work, your hole filled with her cum, dripping to your clit, but she was fast as she used her tongue to put it back in. she went back to you, making you come back to a laying position, and she makes you rest on her chest. "w's that good, baby?"

you nod against her warm chest, looking up at her. "so good," you smiled, kissing her cheek. "thank you, momo."

she chuckled, "that's nothing," she says. "how are you? did i get too rough? sorry if i d-"

"i told you, right?" you chuckled, holding her hand. "so no, you're not too much."

"well," she blushed still, as she Interlocked her fingers with yours. "what about a proper date?"

"maybe, that's too late to ask," you chuckled. "i mean, you already have me here, you know?"

she laughs, "just wanted to make sure." she kisses your forehead.

maybe, your year isn't that bad at all.

[happilychaengs]

pi(e)ning

a/n: i have not written anything in so long so this might be the worst thing ever, sorry! this really is all over the place

wc: 1975 words

hirai momo x gender neutral reader

"can you just go marry your neighbor already?"

sana's mouth is chock full with blueberry pie, a small moan and a 'god' coming out of her mouth as she keeps taking bites from her fork, "like, this pie – i can't  – it's just so good and you got this for free! free has never tasted so good."

"haha." you cut out a slice from the pie, your fork stabbed at the top, "i actually haven't tried this yet."

sana squirms in her seat from the flavors she's shoving in her mouth, her head almost on a swivel as she takes another bite, a tight smile on her face, "you need to, like right now." 

you pick up the fork as you take a bite of the pie, the crust crumbling in your mouth as you relish in the sweet,slightly sour, and tart flavor that hits the base of your tongue. sana looks at you in anticipation, her eyebrows raised, “well?”

“it’s – it’s really good.” you laugh in disbelief as you take another bite, “do you want to take this home, actually?” 

she gives you a look of wonder, as if you’d just given her a million dollars, “you’re joking – seriously? i mean, are you sure? i wouldn’t mind, but, y’know-”

���yes, i’m serious, sana.” you put down your fork, “momo gives me something new practically everyday now, and i can’t really finish it. i love it all, but it’s sometimes too much for me to eat it all.”

-

“don’t you think this is a bit excessive?” nayeon rests her head over her roommate’s shoulder, looking at the flour spread all over the kitchen counter, her eyes squinting as a bit flies into her face from her roommate kneading the dough around. she coughs slightly as she steps back, “okay. mind explaining what this is all about, momo? i wouldn’t mind if you cleaned up, but you do this almost everyday and never clean up. i always have to pick up after you.”

“i’m making fresh banana bread for someone.” she lets the dough rest in a bowl as she turns to face nayeon, leaning back on the kitchen counter. nayeon looks confused, “who? because i know it’s not me. we literally always have an empty fridge.”

“it’s – it’s for y/n.” momo turns her head away, staring at the resting dough and avoiding nayeon’s eyes, “are you talking about our neighbor? why? do you like them or something?” nayeon laughs, slightly teasing her, but all she gets is silence. “seriously? how?”

it’s not like momo had any real reason to like you, she just did. she had just opened her bakery, and you so happened to be the first person to try it and to really like it, so it never really stopped considering she figured out you two lived next door to each other. with each and every new pastry she gave you, you accepted it happily, and it made her like you even more.

“i’m… going to guess it has to do with your baking, because you are nonstop giving y/n something from our kitchen.” nayeon wipes the flour off her nose as she walks back to her room, “just please clean up, at least.”

-

there’s two rhythmic knocks on your door as sana goes to get it since you’re in the shower, her not expecting it to be anything out of the ordinary. 

“hi, who is it?” sana chirps as her head pops out from the side of the door, surprised as she sees a woman holding a large bag of bread and a bit of flour on her face. “are you momo?”

momo’s face was full of surprise as she didn’t expect someone else to open the door for her, “uh, yeah. how do you know who i am?”

“y/n told me all about you! thank you so much for the food you always give them! it’s always really good!” sana rains compliments on momo, but momo is more focused on the fact that you have another woman over and it seemed like you two were really close.

“right, um, i – where’s y/n? i just wanted to hand them the banana bread i made.” momo tries to steer away from sana, feeling almost a bit uncomfortable being near her because she doesn’t know what type of relationship you two have, but sana grabs the bag out of momo’s hand, leaving it on the table, “y/n’s in the shower right now, but i can let them know you stopped by? or i could go in and just tell y/n?” okay. so you two were close enough to get into the shower together.

“no, no it’s okay.” momo lets out a nervous chuckle, her head low and her heart cracking. “i hope you two enjoy it. i’ll just leave. i’m kind of in a rush.”

sana nods her head understandingly, “yeah, okay, sorry to hold you up then! thank you again!” she basically shoo’s momo to the door, with no idea how it seemed to her.

-

“how’d it go?” nayeon is on the couch, flicking through the shows on tv, barely paying attention, “did y/n like the bread?”

“i think… y/n has a girlfriend.” momo drops her bag on the floor, her back slouched over as she plopped onto the couch. nayeon’s focus shifts, “for real?”

“yeah, she opened the door for me since y/n was in the shower, and basically pushed me out the door after i put down the bread.” momo sinks into the couch, a slight pout forming on her lips as nayeon ruffles her hair, “well, at least you tried. how long have you liked y/n anyways?”

“for a few weeks now.” momo says it in a whisper, scared to admit it because she can’t even begin to fathom how dumb she sounded to nayeon right now.

nayeon’s eyes widened, “are you serious? why haven’t you made an actual move then and why am i finding out just now?” she barrages momo with questions as she sinks deeper into the couch, “why have you only been giving y/n free food and not actually saying how you feel?”

“i’m sorry, okay?” momo sighs, “i just… didn’t know when to say it, i mean, we don’t talk a lot – we just exchange a few words, and i guess – it never came up.”

“hirai momo. you are so dumb. i mean it.” nayeon flicks her forehead, a slight ‘ow’ escaping momo’s mouth. “how are you able to start up your own bakery but you can’t even say three little words to our next-door neighbor?”

-

“hey,” you have a towel on your head as you dry your hair, “what’s up with the bag?” you sit down on your bean bag chair.

“momo dropped by and wanted to give you some banana bread, but you were in the shower so i just told her to leave it here.” 

sana takes out a slice as she takes a bite, “mmph! this is really good!” her voice is muffled with the bread in her mouth, “how did you even get momo to deliver you so much food?”

“i don’t know – i went to her bakery before when it just opened and she said i was the first customer to come in. we talked for a bit and we figured out we were neighbors so i guess she wanted to deliver it to me?”

sana looks at you, confused, because that didn’t sound like the full story, “you sure that’s all she did or said? nothing else? because i don’t think that explains it. maybe she likes you.”

“no way,” you laugh, “we’re just neighbors, right?”

“i don’t know…” sana dusts her hands off as she finishes the slice, “she did seem kind of off when she came by – she looked like she really wanted to see you.”

“really?” your voice is laced with curiosity as you sat up, because honesty, you liked her a bit. 

“you sound interested.” sana teases, “you totally like her.”

-

but momo hasn't come back in days since then. you two see each other in passing – obviously, you two are neighbors – but she just gives you a small greeting and a smile, before seemingly getting away from you. maybe she was in a bad mood.

but she avoids you for another week and so obviously too, that you can’t help but be a little worried. sana finds herself laying down on your couch, crashing here again for the third time this week – even if she was your best friend, this was a bit excessive – as her stomach rumbles. “i miss momo. she was good for you.”

“you mean good for you? i can hear your stomach rumbling.” 

sana laughs as she rubs her stomach, “fine, i loved the food she gave you, okay? but seriously, what did you do? you make it sound like she hates you or something.”

“that’s the thing, i don’t know. i mean, should i try talking to her? i feel like i fucked up by not saying thank you enough or something.”

“you’re stupid.” she laughs.

“i don’t know, maybe that’s why?”

“i doubt it. just go talk to her about it. who knows? maybe you two will fall in love after that and i can continue getting free food!”

you throw a pillow her way, hitting her face, “you’re dumb.”

-

momo sees you down the hallway of the apartment complex you two share again as she’s fumbling with her keys in her back pocket, trying to get her door open, but as luck would have it, it falls out of her hand, onto the floor and you’re calling out her name.

“momo! hold on!” you run up to her as she looks up at you, “can we talk?”

momo’s heart beats a little faster, “uh, sure. what do you want to talk about?”

“i feel bad, y’know, for not saying thank you for the food enough, and i was wondering if i did anything wrong?”

she knits her eyebrows in confusion, “no? why would you say that?

“i don’t want you to think i only want the food – because i don’t – but i don’t want my neighbor to hate me and avoid me everytime she sees me.” you give a nervous chuckle. 

momo opens her mouth to speak, but she sees her roommate standing a few feet back behind you, throwing up these exaggerated gestures, motioning her to say something. “you didn’t do anything wrong, no, i just - i just felt like i was intruding on you and your girlfriend by always coming over.”

“girlfriend?” now you’re the one confused, “i don’t have a girlfriend?”

“what? then… then who was the girl who opened the door for me last time?”

“that was my best friend, sana. i’ve known her since we were in high school, and she just crashes over sometimes. but why would you feel like you’re intruding…?”

“i…” nayeon urges momo to say it from afar, nodding her head excessively, “i actually liked you for a while, y/n.” she lets out a small sigh, as she turns away for a moment, “i always wanted to say something to you when i came over, but i never got the chance to, and then… i saw sana and i thought you two were dating and i guess i couldn't bring myself to come over anymore so i just stopped and you don’t have to like me back or anything, it’s just-”

“stop, momo,” you let out a small laugh, “i think i like you too.”

“really?” she gasps in disbelief, “so…”

“are you busy right now?” 

momo shakes her head, as she smiles, “no, not at all.”

“maybe we can have lunch, then?”

you sound nervous, though momo giggles as she nods her head, “definitely.”