Bnha Fluff - Blog Posts

۶ৎ ─ skatentines!

pairings : kaminari d. x gn!reader

warnings : swearing, mutual pinning, cheesy, SO AWKWARD, a bit slow-paced, reader is kinda flirty :P

a/n : FIRST SMAU I'VE EVER WRITTEN SORRY IF ITS BAD :(

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“Siiiigghhh…”

Today had been slow in the skate shop, and nothing bores the blonde boy more than a slow day in the shop. Kaminari huffed, glancing his golden eyes to the clock, watching it tick by slowly. The faint electric guitar riffing the melody he had grown to know every high and lows already had repeated for the fifth time that day, and all he had to say was a groan as he threw his head to the counter as he peeked at the time again, wishing his shift was magically over.

Ring! The door opened, a small bell rang from the top of it, as you walked in, your eyes darted around the shop as your hands clutched a skateboard by the trucks of it. Then, you spotted him, walking over slowly.

“Hey, um…” You spoke, fidgeting with the wheels of the board.

“I’m here to get some wheel change…” 

Kaminari stood there for a moment, his eyes wide and his lips parted just slightly as he seemed to eye you up and down. Then he spoke up, clearing his throat.

“Oh! Uh… yeah, w-we can help with that.” He smiled sheepishly, nervously rubbing his hands to the side of his jeans.

You handed your board, carefully placing it on his hands as he reached out. The board clacked softly against the counter as he placed it down, wheels facing up. He hissed in the air from his teeth.

“Nice board.” He grinned at you, which slowly turned into pursing his lips from his realization of his awkwardness.

You nodded your head, “Thanks,” 

Silence fell between you two, broken only by the faint melody of Avril Lavigne singing from the speakers; something about skater boys, and the sound of him rummaging through the counter’s cabinets, taking out a wrench, and a new set of wheels, as well as a piece of cloth already dirtied by oil.

“So uh,” “Just the same set? Streets?” He made sure, pausing his hands just before he opened the packed wheels.

You nodded, “Yeah, streets.”

Damn it, this is so… awkward… He thought, biting the insides of his cheek, pursing his lips with slightly furrowing brows as he nodded to your request. He cleared his throat, maybe louder than he had to. His hands opened the wrapped wheels, white, solid, and smooth, with small designs at the sides. He glanced at you from beneath his hair, meeting your eyes maybe a little bit too precisely. He darted his eyes back down, clearing his throat again. The familiar feeling of heat creeped up his neck. 

“S-so uh…” He croaked, “How long’ve you had this board for?” 

You stammered for a second, caught off guard by his sudden question. “Around… two years?” 

He hummed in response, nodding his head. “Nice,” “You took nice care” He smiled, tilting his head up from his work to look at you.

Much to his surprise, he was met with you smiling back so sweetly as you nodded. “I don’t really skate that often.” You admitted, chuckling as you softly swayed your body back and forth to get rid of the nerves. He laughed along, screwing tight the bolts before he lifted the board up, turning it around to check it from below.

“That should do it,” He grins, handing the board back to you.

“Thanks, how much do I owe you?” Receiving the board on your right hand, you reached into your bag to take out your wallet.

He stayed quiet for a moment, seemingly to be considering something in his head as he eyed you up and down from your face to your board. Then, he grinned, turning to the cashier, tapping on a tablet before looking back at you. Seeing your confused face, he giggled. “For someone as cute as you? Free.” He said, his grin turning to a small smirk. 

“Are you sure?” You chuckle lightly, tilting your head to the side to study his face, I guess he’s kind of cute. His eyes stayed fixed, nodding as he gestured to you to be off on your way.

“More than sure.” 

“...Okay thenn…” You smiled, shrugging off.

As you left, he waited for a moment, listening until your steps had receded, before he hit his head, slapping himself on the cheek because what the hell was that, Kami?! He mocked himself, reenacting the way he said his flirt to you, and cringed. Groaning loudly as he dropped his head on the counter.

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“Come o-on! It’s been months since we last hung outt!” Mina’s voice whined from the phone. You hummed as you contemplated, your hand lazily flicked down on your board’s wheels, the same free wheels from a month ago, now already scratched and dirty from use.

Sigh… “Okay, fine, meet me at the park.” You smiled, complying as you stood up and flicked your board to your hand. Mina’s cheer was heard, followed along by a repeating chant of ‘Let’s go!’. 

Winds of afternoon greeted you as you walked out the gates of your apartment complex, you zipped up your jacket, one hand clutching the board by the deck, letting it rest beside your waist. 

Upon arriving, Mina was sitting on the edge of a curb, her legs curled up against her chest while her head rested on her knees, lazily gazing down on her pink phone while her board lay idly beside her.

“Oi” You called out, snickering at her lonely form.

Her head snapped to your direction, grinning as she jumped up, greeting you. “Y/N!!” She chimed, skipping her steps to you. “I need to go to the skate shop down the street first, c’mon.’ She cheekily smiled, tugging by your hand to turn your body to the opposite direction.

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Ring! The shop’s door rang, jolting Kaminari awake from the nap on his hands, making him stand back up immediately. “Hey, welcome—”

Wait. He recognized… that smile, your face, your eyes, he remembered that. Of course he did, despite it being a whole month ago. He told Eijiro of your purchase that day, sheepishly admitting he gave away a 2000 yen worth of purchase to someone he thought looked so cute. Sure, he got some scolding, but it was worth it… he guesses. 

The world sure is small. You’re friends with Mina, a friend he had known even before he worked here. 

“Mina!” He greeted, grinning as he made his exit from behind the counter. Mina smiled, hugging him as she rambled about how she missed going into the shop, and how her injuries’ gotten better so now she can start skating again.

Kaminari smiled, glancing towards you, he mustered up the courage to greet you. “Hey, I remember you.” He said, grinning sweetly as if that was a normal thing to say to someone who you had met only the second time. 

“I remember you, too,” You replied a little too quickly. I mean—how could you not? The cute blonde who gave away a wheel set worth 2000 yen to you? And for a second, just one second, you swore to yourself you saw his smile tightened just slightly as you said that.

He quickly diverted his gaze away from yours, clearing his throat to push away that small blush creeping up his neck. “So uh…” He rubs his neck, glancing at you two from the corners of his eyes. “W-what brought you guys here?”

“Just wanted to get some spray paints.” Mina chimed, already making her way to the shop’s aisles, before shortly the sound of cans clanking in her hands were heard, muttering to herself as she debated on the colors she wanted to get, something about pink or yellows, while Kaminari stood awkwardly by your side, waiting for her to make her purchase by the counter as he swayed back and forth on his feet. “So uh… you wanna get anythin’...?” He spoke finally, a hint of crack was heard in his voice as he grinned sheepishly, puckering his lips to the side almost immediately.

“No…” You chuckled fiddly. “Just uh… waiting for her…” Your thumb pointed to Mina, who was still muttering to herself by the aisle.

It seemed like crickets sang between the two of you, and if this was a reality show, the narrator had probably commented ‘Awkward…’ towards your interaction. He opened his mouth slightly, a small sound came out from him like he was trying to say something… but then, Mina made her way back, rattling the cans in her hands as she grinned happily. “Got ‘em!! Let’s go!” 

And so you two walked out. You turned to look at him as you reached for the door, with an intention of waving to him. His smile greeted you. A dumb, silly, adorable smile, before he quickly snapped back to reality, waving back to you frantically.

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The first thing that greeted you as you opened a packet of bandages at home were Mina’s texts, chiming your phone.

You snicker at your phone, placing it beside you as you gently placed a bandaid on your scraped knee, patting it softly to secure it in place. 

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It’s February! What better way is there to celebrate the month filled with hearts then to make an event? Thundergrind, the small skate shop down the street near a skate park, had been busy from the night before, decorating their ceilings with little paper hearts and unpacked their valentines’ special uniforms. Kaminari and Eijirou half-heartedly did one last check of their shop, before nodding in agreement, iiitt’s ready!

The blonde stood by the counter, waiting for any customers to enter, his foot tapping the floor to the song playing by the speakers. His job today was easy; help people decorate their boards, and spray paint their shirts. 

He groaned, “Vaaalleenntiinness’...” dropping his head to the counter. 

He is convinced to the core that today is going to be the most boring day of his time at the skate shop, if not the whole week. He’s still got at least a week handling the same job, and probably witnessing some disgusting interactions between the couples in the shop. Eijiro snickered, “C’mon, lighten up a bit.” He smiled, nudging Kaminari’s shoulder.

“Don’t wanna,” Kaminari huffed, resting his chin on his palm.

The day went on almost as he expected, straining smiles to the couples requesting cheesy designs, laughing a bit too loud at any awkward jokes, at least the shop’s lively he thought.

Ring! The shop’s door rang for the umpteenth time that day, and suddenly his job that day felt like lead weights on his shoulder. Watching you walk in with a blank white tee slung over your shoulder, making a bee line to his counter.

“Oh! Hey uh–... It’s you, hehe…” He smiled, then grinned, then just pursed his lips, running a hand through his hair.

You smiled nodding to him as a greeting while you slowly took the shirt from your shoulder, while your other hand fidgeted with your phone.

“I heard you guys… do shirt designs, for valentines'...?” You asked, raising your shoulders as you lifted the shirt in your hands.

He nodded fervently, smiling. “Mhm!” As his gloved hands already readied the spray paints on the counter, “I’ll do whatever you want—” 

Pause.

“...I- I meant the designs.” 

You snickered, handing him the shirt.

And for a moment, the small warmth from his gloved hand brushed against your fingers, a smile crept up your lips.

“I wanted a lightning bolt,” You said, shyly tilting your head to the side as you averted his nervous gaze. “Like your hair,” 

A moment of silence was there, and you looked up to see him silently stammering while his hand tried to translate what he was trying to say, the other sheepishly brushing his hair back.

“Cool, cool, I can definitely do that.” He finally manages while clearing his throat, a hint of shakiness in his voice while his hands scurried to find the spray paints again. “Y-yellow? Oorr…” 

You nodded, reaching your finger to the shirt to trace the design you had in mind. “Mhm, yellow, going from here to here,”

He smiled, nodding as he bent down to the shirt, putting on his mask while propping himself on his shoulders to get started on the shirt.

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Kaminari sighed, pulling down his mask while he brushed his hand under his nose. He smiled, satisfied with the work he’d done on your shirt, now decorated with a lightning bolt across it. He looked up to you, grinning.

“So, how’d you like it?” A proud tone on his voice.

You smiled, silently chuckling at his obvious pride. “I love it, Kami, Thanks.

“...You did a great job,” You added, even if it wasn’t even necessary. 

The blonde’s grin faltered to a shy smile, as he brushed his hand under his nose again, a smudge of paint perched on it, and without a single thought,

you reached your hand, gently wiping his nose while snickering, “You got something… there.”

WHAT THE FUUUUUCKKK I’m gonna die RIGHT NOW. LIKE. RIGHT. NOW.

“Oh! Uh– Thanks…y/n,”

Kaminari’s mouth opened and closed before he so very shakily said, “Y-you’re… so sweet.” 

His hands scurried to take off his gloves, as he turned his back on you, muttering stuff you didn’t quite catch, something along the lines of 'Why did you say that?!' or something. When he turned back around, he grinned again, it seemed strained, almost awkward as he reached for your shirt.

“H-here, uh–...” 

CLANG! TANG! Were the sounds the cans made as he knocked them over, hurrying to salvage them before they made too much noise.

“S-sorry, here..”

You giggled, gently grabbing the shirt he handed. As you reached for your wallet, he reached out, almost grabbing your wrist to stop you. “It’s… o-on the house.” He smiled, immediately pulling back his hand to his side, clenching his fist.

“Really now, again?” You smiled.

“...If it makes you think of me, theenn… why not?” He grins sheepishly, shrugging his shoulders as an attempt to get rid of his nerves. You couldn’t help but scoff out a chuckle, failing miserably to hold back a smile, then a grin. “I already do.” You mumbled, before your ears picked up on a thud, while he ducks down to grab some more paint, along with some more cans clattering. He stood up immediately, rubbing the top of his head with the stupidest grin he’s thrown at you. 

You still reached for your wallet anyway, grabbing the pen lying by the counter to scribble something on the cash you had, placing it on the counter before you turned away, throwing him one last smile. 

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Closing time had never felt so nice. Kaminari’s smile hadn’t faltered since you left. In his pocket (that he kept on checking in to) lies the cash you had given him, despite his words. He rummaged his pocket again as he locked the shop’s doors, unfolding the small ruffled up paper, as his fingers smoothed out the small numbers you had written messily on it, your phone number. 

He couldn’t help but let out a small squeak as he walked, his eyes looking at the Yen like it’s a treasure he had found in the middle of trash, which it is, in his opinion. 

“Spill,” Eijiro chuckled, nudging him. “You’ve sulked all day, but now you’re all jolly?”

Kaminari’s hand immediately pocketed the small cash, clearing his throat. “Nothin’” Yet his smile betrayed his ecstasy. “Just…happy that the day’s over, is all.” He said, shrugging his shoulders.

Eijiro’s skepticism was obvious as he huffed, rolling his eyes. “Mhm, suuuuure.” 

…

“I got their number!!” Kaminari blurted out, clapping his hands over his mouth to hide his huge smile.

The red head’s eyes widen, along with his toothy smile. A cheer escaped his lips as he pushed Kaminari’s shoulder, laughing. “Text them, hello??” 

“I will, I will!!!” 

“...At home.” Kaminari stuck out his tongue, pacing up his steps to race past Eijiro.

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Kaminari immediately closed, locked his apartment door. Leaning against it while clutching his phone on his chest, he looked like those rom-com movie characters right now. His grin still graced his red-nosed face, as he slowly glanced down to his phone, his thumbs hovering over the keyboard before typing out his first message to you.

Kaminari’s smile tensed. His thumbs froze, and the typing… bubble kept on replaying the animation as he stared at your message. He speeds to his bed, screaming into his pillow while he giggles, but stops abruptly to slap himself.

“Be a man, Kaminari, be a man.” 

He huffed, slapping both his hands to his cheeks.

Never had a laugh and a scream escaped from his lips that fast, and that loud. Kaminari’s hand slammed his phone to the bed, as he covered his mouth with his pillow again, giggling while jumping all around his apartment. 

Handsome. HANDSOME. HANDSOME.

He quickly scurried to his bed again, kneeling down before it while he rests his elbows by the edge of the bed, his hands shakily handling the phone again. A huge grin graced his face, and his mouth couldn't keeps on squealing, letting out held-back giggles as he typed.

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The evening winds caressed his face gently as he rocked back and forth on his heels, one hand clutching his phone, one hand rubbing up and down on his bag’s strap nervously. In his pocket, lay a small letter he wrote himself after around ten times redoing, along with a small simple black bracelet he had bought just three days before, dragging Eijiro and Mina to find the perfect one. 

“Kami,” Your voice softly called, making him turn around to look at you. And if the shop’s LED’s weren’t enough to make your eyes look like the prettiest things he’s seen in the world, then boy did the setting sun and the skies do. 

Oh, oh. 

The first impression he had on you when you two first met was that you were so cute. But goodness the orange hue of the sun bouncing off your hair, your cheeks, oh my GOD he was ready to just kiss your cheeks.

“H-Hey! Uh…” 

“You look… n-nice…” He grins, sheepishly swaying his body right and left as you approach.

You smiled, running your hand back through your hair while you fidgeted something in your pocket.

“Thanks, Kami.” 

He smiled, grinning from ear to ear. His hands twitched—he wanted to pinch your cheeks. But he held back, obviously.

You two walked along the skate park, accompanied by the scrapes and the clacks of other skaters in the park, chatting and rambling about various things. He would beam up when you mentioned you also liked Avril Lavigne, or My Chemical Romance, and even Paramore. Awkwardly, he would tell you that he can do a trick, then landing on his bum after doing a small ollie. 

Then, you would giggle and snicker, and he finds himself purposely messing up his tricks just to hear those cuts of laughter from you. And every time he did succeed to earn your laughter, he’d give the stupidest, dorkiest smile ever, before standing up, brushing himself off. 

“You’re faking this,” You teased, between laughter.

“Naaaww, I’m just bad.” He grins, shrugging his shoulders, his eyes flickering between you and the ground as he smiles. “Okay, maybe I’m doing it on purpose.” He admitted, throwing his hands up in surrender while he walked backwards.

“...But only ‘cause I get to hear you laugh,” His smile immediately faltered when he realized what he had just said. “L-Like in the way that uh—...”

“You like my laugh…?” You chuckled, tilting your head.

“Yeah?” cough cough “Uhm… in a your-laugh-is-nice kinda way, y’know?” He chuckled nervously, shrugging off his nerves and his ever growing blush.

“...And I guess your face is nice too,”

“A-and your hair… your voice…” He muttered, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. 

You blinked, smiling as you let out a huff. “You like me… back?”

He groaned, throwing his hands up to his hair, covering his face with his palms, “Fine, I guess I like you… a lot…”

Pause.

“W-wait— ‘back’?” He looked up to you from between his fingers, his voice muffled. You only smiled back, pretending to be clueless as his grin grew and he jumped towards you with laughter echoing in the air, hugging you tightly, before quickly remembering something, pulling back as he cleared his throat.

He reached into his pocket, taking out a small letter and a bracelet, handing it over to you as he looked to the ground. “For you,”

You smiled, “Aw,”

“Thank you, Kami” You said, admiring the small loop. 

You happily accepted his small gift as you reached into your own pocket, taking out a small miniature skateboard keychain. “My turn, for you, too.” Your hand handed over the keychain, and he nervously accepted it to his palm, smiling softly as he admired it. 

“It’s cute, thanks, y/n.”

“...Cute, l-like you.”

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And as you stepped into the floors of your apartment once more, you sighed in contentment. The smile you've gotten since two hours ago hadn't left, and it's still stubbornly keeping its ground there.

Your hand rummaged through your pocket again, slowly fishing out the letter he had given you.

Your smile only grew wider as you read;

Dear y/n.

I'm not rlly the best @ writing letters, so I'm sorry if this is bad :(

Thanks forr enterring the skate shop, my days there got brighter and better ever since I saw you. (coz ur so cute) I know it's probs rlly cheesy, but I'm saying the truth. Like... idk why but you just made my days better, and I'm thankful for that

Like I said, I'm bad at writing letters, but I'm happy you wanted to meet me :)

All love, Kami.

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a/n : LAAATTTEEE SOO LAATTEE SUPER LATE VALENTINES' POST SORRY :(

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Bakugou X reader; The world after the war

Pairings Bakugou X Reader. Warnings; HUGE manga spoilers, Angst to comfort, describing death and war and all of that stuff

Summary: Sitting by his bedside as he recovers from the final war, worrying if he would never wake up, your emotions spill and unknowingly you tell him how you truly feel

A distinguished beeping noise is heard within the room as your head becomes less fuzzy and you come too. A hospital room…wait a hospital room? You then look to your left at the blonde man who looked dead but wasn’t dead and was asleep. You reached out and squeezed his hand that was limp by his side and recalled the events. “Ah that’s right,” you were no patient, well you were but not the one who was in the most critical condition nor was this your room. Heck you played a big role in the war as he, but this person, Bakugou Katsuki was one of the huge players who died and returned, whose heart was replaced in its entirety. Bakugou Katsuki, the one who prioritized being a hero above almost anything, with the exception of the safety of those he cares about, yet while he prioritized his dream, he was also the one you loved.

You remembered how you weren’t fond of him at first, how he seemed cruel and sadistic and how he simply was selfish, and then you recall how he seemed to mature and change, especially after his kidnapping by the league of villains. Around that time you decided to try to make small talk with him when you get the chance. The first few times he blew up on you yet you kept persisting, after that he asked why you wanted to annoy him so much, which you cheekily replied that you enjoyed seeing him angry, then he shrugged it off, and finally you were able to be on the same grounds as Kirishima in his eyes; a respectable person, an equal, because while you were annoying you kept your ground and knew what to say to blow him up while knowing what to say to comfort him (though his pride got the best of him and he never admitted how you made him feel SLIGHTLY better). And eventually your relationship grew, you studied with him, ever so rarely he would make food for you (only with the courtesy of it being spicy than one could handle so he would get a good laugh while you would cry and pout while yelling at him), or how he would always acknowledge your presence whenever you are within range, and even you even learned he liked to read romance novels aswell, by accident ofcourse, he never would let his pride be damaged like that. So obviously the both of you bonded over it, regardless of how stupid the misunderstandings were or how amazing the love was portrayed. You both grew so close, until you both drifted apart during the training with Class 1B when he seemed more infatuated with whatever was happening with Midoriya’s quirk and didn’t leave much time nor talk for anyone, not even you, at the time you didn’t understand but now knowing about OFA, you knew. Even so as sad as you were back then you weren’t upset, you knew you still had 2 years after this year and the two of you would still greet each other. It seemed like whatever was happening with Midoriyas quirk was serious as other student also were called to help, so you didn’t mind, hoping that you would get the chance to talk with him soon.

You remember how you always admired him from a far, how he was always confident regardless of his injuries, how he eventually learned how to work with his teammates and win quickly and efficiently like during the training with Class 1B. How he always seemed to push through and rarely showed fear, and how he became more empathetic regardless of his anger, how in the end he truly cares about others. And how regardless of what his state was, he always seemed to look beautiful.

Now that you recall, his beauty was the last thing you appreciated about him. It’s not that you didn’t think he was beautiful, you thought he was SO ethereal and stunning, but you adored the way he matured, the way he always puts up a fight, and how he cares first. If it was beauty that had caught your eye to begin with then you wouldn’t have disliked him as much as you did at the beginning of the year. But speaking of beauty you noted how he had a huge scar in his chest, how half of his face wasn’t as scared or blinded as the other side, and how he seemed so frail despite his strong physique. How he looked like he could die, and all before he could even graduate, all before he could become a pro, all before he could challenge Deku for the number one spot, all before he can see his parents again, all before he sees his childhood friend and call him by his first name again…

All before you could tell him the words you desperately wanted to say, the words that were in your chest for months on end…

The words “I love you”.

By then you were heaving in sobs and just realized that everything had spilled out, that your supposed thoughts tumbled and you said everything you wanted to say, everything you had thought when you woke by his bedside, tumbled out. Soon you felt the hand you were holding squeeze ever so slightly and snapped your head to stare at the crimson eyes of Bakugou. He didn’t say anything, simply because he was so weak, he looked like he could pass out any moment so you called for a nurse, but still, even without any words, the way he looked at you was enough to say exactly what he wanted to say;

“I love you too.”

Hello everybody! This is my very first fic so I truly apologize if it seems off or if there are any errors or mistakes. Also for those who are wondering why there is no word count it is because I’m still trying to set everything up, but I promise that I will have word counts up soon! There will be many fics coming up hopefully, and I plan to potentially make a part 2 to this soon, so stay tuned and enjoy!

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In Your Eyes

Tamaki Amajiki x Gn!Reader

Summary: When two people meet eyes for the first time.

Warnings: Fluff, a little hostage situation, ProHeroAU, Togata has his quirk back, mentions death but no one dies,

When his eyes met yours it felt like the world had come to a stand still.

You had been walking down the street to go into work like normal, an everyday routine. A Villain had other plans though and had taken you hostage. You're unsure why it had to have been you, it could've been any other person, of course life loves to throw screw balls your way.

Hanging upside down in the air was terrifying, more so from the fear of being dropped. Someone had called that the Heros were on the way and you could only close your eyes in a silent prayer that they'd capture this guy before something worse happened.

"You all will bow before me! I dare anyone to try and stop the great Anpu!" Wait did this guy really call himself Anpu? "Uh sir, have you killed anyone?" You couldn't help but ask, I mean the name did mean God of Death.

It seemed like your question had stumped him, "U-uh well..no..no I haven't, BUT IM WILLING TO," he yelled at you. You could only roll your eyes, your fear from before completely gone at this armature Villain.

"Stop right there!" A voice had interrupted the conversation and caused you to look, there were two Heros down on the ground, one with bright blonde hair and a red cape, the other wearing a large white cloak, the hood pulled up to cover his face. Wait, was he shaking?

"Don't worry citizen, we'll save you!" The Hero, now recognized as Le Million from what other people called out, had shouted to you and you called out, "Take your time, no rush," this had taken everyone back. We're you not terrified?

The guy standing next to Le Million, now announced as Suneater had suddenly sent out a large Octopus tentacle and it wrapped around your waist as you were tugged in his direction, Le Million appearing out of no where and punching the Villain back onto the ground.

Closing your eyes due to the sudden pull, you felt two arms wrap around you. The feeling was tight yet not so snug you couldn't get out.

"You okay?" The deep voice asked, you opening your (e/c) eyes to look up into a pair of dark eyes that stared back at you.

The whole world seemed to have gone silent as you stared at eachother in wonderment. His eyes were dark but warm, reminding you of a dark stary night sky somewhere in the quiet of the mountains. You felt your face flush as you found your hands on his chest and his hands still around your waist. Was this a dream?

Tamaki on the other hand couldn't find it in him to pull away from you. Beautiful (e/c) eyes stared into his soul. He wanted to shy away from your eyes and your hands that lingered on his chest but at the same time he wanted to stay looking to your eyes.

The rich color was warm and inviting, pulling him in deeper as if it would quench the thirst of curiosity he now possed about you. Your eyes to him seemed to hold the whole world, reminding him of a sunrise where hope for a new day started.

He heard nothing, no more Villain or cheering citizens. Just you and him. Him and you. Two people alone in this world. Was this a dream?

"T-thank you," you smiled at him, your eyes seeming to glimmer even more with gratefulness and the sunlight hitting them just right that had his heart stopping.

"Y-You're wel-welcome," he stammered, his face now flushing yet you found it enduring, almost cute. His eyes drew you in more, causing you to unconsciously lean in closer to the flushing Hero who you felt squeeze you tighter.

Who knew the day could start out this amazing.

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Ayee a little shorter but wanted to focus more on the feelings than the plot. Let me know what yall think

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i hoped this made me feel better but i am now more sad that I don't have people them in my life

1-800-273-8255 (Class 1-A X Reader)

Major Trigger Warnings: This story contains attempted suicide, mention of suicide and mention of intrusive thoughts, including some inspired by my own, if any of this triggers you, I strongly apologize.

I wrote this a week ago… and at first I couldn’t bring myself to post it because… well I wasn’t sure if I should but… National Suicide Prevention Month is coming up in September so and then school is starting and… sometimes that can be enough to stress anyone out and trigger  feelings of anxiety and even depression so… I’m finally posting it for those reasons… 

There is a LOT of triggers in this story, I can’t stress that enough it was hard to just write this but… I felt like I had to…

Inspired by feelings I’ve experienced before and sometimes still experience when my intrusive thoughts come back to haunt me.. I also wanted to dedicate this to anyone else who might have felt suicidal, or even just had intrusive thoughts like me, or anyone else who has thought about suicide. You are not alone and you ARE loved.

Again, there’s a lot of triggers in this story so… reader discretion is advised…

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Kiss Me Slowly — Pt. 2

bakugou x shy!fem!reader

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pt.2/3, pt. 1

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cw: cursing, fluff, making out, slight suggestive themes bakugou is sneaky, all characters are aged up

You and bakugou have only been dating for two months and as soon as he told his parents he had a girlfriend they flipped. So in order to get aquatinted with them the happy couple gets invited to a weekend getaway in the mountains.

Katsuki backtracks a bit to the stairs taking your bags with you and begins to climb them all the way up to his childhood room. Opening the door to his teenage mind, you wander a bit touching everything in sight as he just eyes you in wonder. Katsuki comes up behind you and turns you around slowly to face him.

“That wasn’t as scary as I thought it would be,” You bounce on your feet adrenaline still pumping through your nerves.

Katsuki doesn’t say anything and just stands there swaying you while you look into his vermilion eyes. Pulling away and heading towards your luggage you begin to unpack the things you will need for tonight and the next morning. Even though you had gotten the hard part over with there was still the burning nervousness of sharing a room with him. Something you still haven’t done. Being adults, you would think there would be a sleepover at least everyone in a while, but every time it got late, he or you would just make your way to your own home.

Katsuki felt like a middle schooler with a girl in his room for the first time, keeping his eyes on your figure just wondering how he got so lucky. That is until you break the silence once more huffing at the bag before speaking.

“Sukiiiiiii,” so draw out his name to try to sound annoyed. He walks up beside you and looks down at the bag. He knows what you’re wondering, but hey it was his mom's orders. Were you suggesting he go against his old hags wishes? A sly smirk on his face as he hums in response.

“I didn’t pack this, i don’t even own this, so why’s it in the bag?” Looking up at him holding the tiny lilac bathing suit, you give an irked expression as he laughs at you.

“I told you hag told us to pack for anything. You,” he takes a moment to poke your forehead “didn’t have a bathing suit, so I helped you out a bit,” his smirk only growing wider as you get more embarrassed.

“Well seeing as it’s winter and we are going to the mountains, I didn’t think there would be a need for… this,” It was a very pretty swimsuit just not something you have ever worn before, especially not in front of the blonde.

“Well pretty, I was just making sure you were well prepared,” he says matter-of-factly before taking a step closer to you.

A blush erupts on your face as you look back down at the article of clothing, “It is... cute.” You eventually respond. He leans down to pull you into a breath-taking kiss, molding his lips against yours just perfectly. Putting his hand on the small of your back to push you chest to chest, deepening the kiss even more. You slide one of your hands up to rest on his heart, while the other goes to toy with the hairs at the nape of his neck. Katsuki pulls at your bottom lip with his teeth, in a silent plea for you to open your mouth a bit to which you comply.

He slips his tongue in making you pull at his hair a bit, forcing him to groan, as slow hands begin to wander, down your sides, against your waist, about to rest on your-

“Katsuki, your mother would like you to come set the table for dinner.” Masaru says as he knocks on the door signaling his presence. Katsuki reluctantly pulls away muttering a reply to his father, all while still staring into your beautiful e/c eyes. He gives you one last kiss before he takes your hand to lead you back downstairs.

You follow him blindly, still overly flustered by what had just happened. He had never kissed you so passionately before it felt like, Fireworks. Only making you swoon for the tall man even more, making you want to kick your feet at every bit of affection he gives you. You let out a girlish giggle, only being able to contain your excitement for so long, what’s a girl to do? Katsuki stops mid-way to look back at you, confusion written all over his face. Realizing you’d been caught; your laugh slowly dies down and you just look at him shyly. Here you are, only about halfway down the stairs, just awkwardly looking at each other, until he speaks.

“What’re you giggling about back there?” There's a bit of a knowing glint in his eye as he presses on for an answer.

“I-I've just never... y’know... like that before.” You whisper as you break his gaze, before you continue, “I really liked it, suki.” You laugh a bit again, and it’s like he’s never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life. Katsuki brings his hand up to your hair and ruffles it a bit. He turns around and starts to head down to the kitchen once more, you close behind. Once the two of you had gotten the table ready, you obviously helping despite him sternly telling you no, you all sit to eat.

At first, it’s a tad awkward, you shift slightly in your chair, as you twiddle with your fingers. But when Katsuki senses that you’re uncomfortable under his parent’s gaze, he takes your hand, and everything feels okay again. Mitsuki is the first to speak, interested in how the two of you got together, “So, how did you meet?” She looks up from her plate at you expectantly awaiting your answer.

“Well,” you let out a breathy laugh trying to calm your nerves, “I was at a café, and this creepy guy just wouldn’t leave me alone, even when I tried my best to show disinterest. He moved over to the seat next to me and I tried to move away but ended up falling off my chair, except I didn’t hit the floor because Katsuki was there to catch me. He must’ve seen what was about to happen, hero’s intuition, I guess. Then of course he yelled at the man.”

“And here I thought you were incapable of love, I guess when my boy sees a damsel in distress, he just can't help himself can he.” His mother says.

“Tch, she could’ve handled the guy, the brat just acts shy in front of everyone, really just a pain in my ass.” He says jokingly, smirking at your mouth agape.

“Suki, that’s mean!” You pout at him, mumbling something under your breath as his parents' chuckle.

They go into their own side conversation, reminiscing over how they met, when Katsuki moves his hand to your leg and gives a loving squeeze, before leaning to whisper in your ear, “You know I'm just playn’ with ya right, princess?”

“Hmph. I can let it slide this one time I suppose.” He laughs at your statement before continuing to eat his dinner.

The rest of the meal went smoothly and before you knew it, it was time to reside back to Katsuki’s room for bed.

“Remember we’d ought to wake up early so we can be there by noon so rest up kiddos. G’night!” Masaru says on the way to their room.

“Night.” Katsuki responds in a gruff voice, closing his door and sauntering over to you.

“C’mon pretty, let’s get changed for bed.” Giving you a swift kiss on the cheek, he goes to pull off his shirt, getting it about halfway off before you stop him.

“Wait wait wait!” You turn around fast, covering your eyes, and lowering your head.

He continues to undress his top half without you knowing, then making his way over to you. Katsuki puts his hand on your shoulder and speaks, “What’s wrong pretty? I always sleep like this, want me to leave it on?”

“I just... wasn’t expecting it that’s all.” You say, your back still to him.

“So then why dontcha turn around y/n?” He spins you around to face him, but to his surprise you still have your face covered and head down.

Once you finally look up at him, your eyes widen at the sight. He looked like he was chiseled by the gods, muscles so defined it was insane.

“You’re drooling, princess.” Katsuki says in a teasing tone, hand coming up to close your mouth.

“Suki I was not, n-now turn around so I can change.” You say with a pouty voice. He does as you say and waits for you to give him the okay. Not once did he look back even trying to peek. Once you tap him on the shoulder, signifying he can turn back, Katsuki whirls around to pick you up and throw you onto the bed.

He gets comfortable, putting his arm around you, snuggling you close, then whispering in your ear, “Sleep tight pretty, we got a long weekend ahead of us.” The last thing you feel before dozing off is the soft kiss Katsuki leaves on your neck, wishing you one final goodnight.

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Sound It Out

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cw: fluff, short

Bakugou makes his daily trip to the nearest coffee shop, but today there is a new barista, who just can’t get his name right.

Bakugou starts to head down to his favorite coffee spot after his morning workout, and when he finally reaches the doors and exhausted sigh leaves his lips. He heads up to the counter ready to say his daily order only to find that when he looks up, it’s someone new. Her hair covering her eyes a bit as it drapes over her shoulder while she writes. He grunts a bit to grab her attention and when she looks up at him with shining e/c eyes, he almost chokes on his spit.

“What can I get you?” You say with a wide smile on your face, I mean it wasn’t all that often that you saw someone as attractive as him.

“Tall black coffee, hot. Please,” He utters the last part quieter than the rest.

“Sure thing! Can I get a name for the order?” You look up at him expectantly, waiting for his response.

“Katsuki.” He says before he pays for the drink watching you write on the cup. You feel his eyes on you the entire time you’re making his drink, not daring to look back at him. Walking back over to the counter you hand him the cup before wishing him a nice day, to which he just nods.

As Bakugou takes the first sip of the coffee he is taken aback, for a newbie you sure knew your shit. While the coffee was still to his lips he glances down at the cup, eyeing your handwriting. It was neat but there was one thing wrong, you had spelled his name wrong. Looking at it more clearly to confirm his suspicion, there it was “katski” His eyes were blown wide looking distastefully at the styrofoam container. How could you have gotten it wrong, it was so easy, he had nothing but good thoughts about you, until now that is. But deciding that everyone makes mistakes, Bakugou forgives you. Just this once.

Just this once turned into everyday for the next two weeks. You had come to look forward to his daily visits, standing at the counter awaiting the tall, built, blonde. Bakugou still hasn’t corrected you on his name, in fact he’s come to find it endearing, kind of like a nickname no one else calls him. So when he waltzes in one day, workout tee clinging to his muscles, you can’t help but stare. He notices your wandering eyes and continues to stride up to you.

“The usual.” Bakugou says leaning on the counter closer to you, so close you can practically smell him, even when sweaty he still smells sweet.

“On it,” You say barely above a whisper. Once you’d finished making it you go to write his name on the cup. Watching your hand write he speaks, “You know,” You stop halfway to look up at him, “ You’ve been spelling it wrong,” Your eyes widen as your cheeks flush with embarrassment.

“O-oh i’m sorry,” You mutter looking down at your shoes.

“It’s not that hard y’know, ya could sound it out, it’s so easy,” amusement lingered in his eyes as he teases you. “Gimme your hand.” He demands while you set the drink down and give him your hand. “Pen too, c’mon” He beckons you to give him the writing utensil with impatience.

“Kat-su-ki, see how simple it is,” he glances down at your name tag before finishing, “Y/n” You nod up at him and he continues writing. Whipping your head down in confusion and see a jumble of numbers following his name.

“Feel free to call me if you forget how to spell it again, or,” he pauses to look you in the eye, “if you just wanna have dinner or something.” Bakugou leaves you with a smirk and your jaw on the floor, but not before closing the hand he wrote in and bidding you farewell. Your co-workers watch in shock and you just continue to watch him walk away.

Through The Ages

bakugou x fem!reader

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cw: fluff

You and Katsuki had been by each others side your entire lives, and that it shall stay.

“Y/n,” your mother looks up to your father, “y/n” your father repeats lovingly as she smiles softly.

Your parents gazed back down at their newly born baby girl, your sleeping face melting their hearts as they watched.

The agonizing wait went by until the moment they could finally take their precious little one home for the first time. Wrapping you up gently, the nurse lead you parents to their car, preparing to leave.

The first outsiders to see you are friends of your parents and their little boy, katsuki bakugou.

At four you and katsuki start your daily excursions out into the wild. Exploring the woods behind your houses and the creek that runs through, eyes filled with wonder at the scene. That’s where you found the old oak tree, a massive one in fact, buried in a flower field as far as your little eye could see. From then on out it was your spot, the two of you would venture off everyday after lunch to just sit and make flower crowns.

It’s the same place at six when katsuki first kissed you. He had seen his parents do it and got curious, so as confidently as he could muster, he turns to you and asks, “y/n have you ever kissed anyone?” You tilt your head like a confused puppy and speak, “No, don’t know how to katsu,” you look at him with the most innocent look in your eyes as you wait for his response.

“Me neither, wonder what the big deal is. It looks so gross, yuck” he says sticking his tongue out of his mouth in disgust. You giggle at him making his cheeks flush. “W-wanna try it? J-just to see what it’s like…” he continues. Nodding your head slightly, you turn, sitting on your knees facing him. In a weak voice you finally mutter an, “okay,” Both of you lean forward placing a chaste kiss on the others lips, pulling away flushed.

At eleven you finally told the blonde your feelings for him under the oak tree. The older boy didn’t quite understand his feelings yet, but knew there were at least some; so when you confessed he felt a weight lifted off his shoulders. Not really doing anything but sitting with what you’d heard and continuing on as normal.

At fourteen is when katsuki asked you out for the first time. He waited for you after school, kicking the rocks on the gravel path as he nervously paces. When you eventually show up by his side, he grows even sweatier than usual. The two of you walk in a comfortable silence until he stops in his tracks, hoping to signal you to do the same. When you notice he isn’t beside you anymore, you turn to face him.

“Everything okay Katsu?” Your voice echos through his head like a sweet melody he never wants to end. When he doesn’t respond you take a step forward and reach your hand up to his forehead to feel for a temperature. He stops your hand midway and brings it to his heart. Feeling the fast beats on your palm, you slowly look up to the blonde in confusion.

“See what you do to me woman?” Katsuki says in a gruff voice before continuing, “Can’t seem to shake it, thought that maybe if we waited, it would die down, but it never did.” He stares down at you with pleading eyes praying you know what he’s trying to say.

“Katsu…” You say quietly, smiling like a dork up at him.

“Gonna make me stand here like an idiot and just say my name or are you gonna respond?” He says growing more embarrassed.

“Wanna hear you say it!” You retort, taking a step closer to him.

“You are so difficult. Shit, y/n, will you go on a date with me… or whatever.”

And even now, with him kneeling in front of you at twenty-one, ring in hand, asking you for your hand in marriage; You never once thought to break away from him. Glued at the hip since you were too young to speak, cut to katsuki bakugou wanting you to be by him for the rest of your lives and all the ones after that.

Kiss Me Slowly

bakugou x shy!fem!reader

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wc: 2k

pt. 1/3, pt.2

cw: cursing, fluff, angst if you squint, all characters are aged up

You and bakugou have only been dating for two months and as soon as he told his parents he had a girlfriend they flipped. So in order to get aquatinted with them the happy couple gets invited to a weekend getaway in the mountains.

Katsuki bakugou is not an affectionate person in the least bit. That is until you came. A cute girl he suppressed his emotions for until it was eating him alive.

The first time everyone met you it was pure shock. The fact that katsuki had managed to get a little cutie like you before any of the guys had kaminari crying into kirishima’s shoulder. You giggled at this and looked over to your wonderful boyfriend who was already starring at you. He puts his hand on your head softly playing with your hair before he proceeds to yell at kaminari to “shut his trap”. You were absolutely perfect for him and him, you.

There was one thing however that bothered you. In the time that you had been dating, which granted, wasn’t a lot only two months or so, he still hasn’t told his parents about you. You couldn’t seem to pinpoint why. Was he embarrassed of you? Did he think you guys wouldn’t last long?

“C’mon y/n princess don’t get so upset about this,”katsuki says following you like a lost puppy through your apartment.

“I just don’t understand why suki, are you embarrassed of me or something,?” you retort.

Hearing the wobble in your voice he inches closer realizing this is much more sensitive than he had thought. It wasn’t like katsuki hadn’t met your parents either. The four of you have had a couple of outings together and they have even go so far as to tell you how fond of the blonde they are. So what was wrong with you?

“W-what?! No! My parents are just a lot that’s all. Especially the old hag,” he gruffs out the last part in fake distaste.

Once he finally got close enough to pull you into his arms, he did so without hesitance. Putting one of his fingers underneath your chin to get you to look up at him, he chuckles at the cute pout your wearing avoiding his ruby gaze.

“How’s ‘bout i call up the old hag and tell her the good news, huh?” He says still tilting your head up towards him.

This catches your attention and you finally tear your eyes away from the floor to meet his teasing stare.

“Really? You mean it suki?” biting your lip to attempt to hide the big goofy smile he oh so adored.

“Yup, so don’t you worry your pretty little head about it any longer. Suki’s got it covered,” he states in a quiet voice smirking down at you before kissing the top of your head and pulling you into a proper hug.

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Keeping true to his word, katsuki comes barging into your apartment in a frenzy. Mumbling about how “he knew this would happen” and “shitty fucking hag”.

Getting up from your spot on the couch you go to to alleviate your boyfriends anger. It’s not your fault no. You had every right to want to meet his parents. But he knew how his mom would react and yet he made the call anyways. for you.

“Suki? What happened?” You giggle a bit at your boyfriends antics.

Looking at you for the first time since he walked in, his mood softened just a tad as he tells you the cause of his frustration.

Katsuki paced around his kitchen, phone in hand with his mothers contact pulled up. He had been avoiding this moment for as long as possible and probably too long at that. Deciding to “grow a pair” he clicks the call button. With each passing ring of the phone he grows more and more nervous.

“Katsuki? Why are you calling?” His moms voice sounds through the phone making it harder for him tto spit it out.

“Well jeez, hello to you too,” he says in mock confidence.

“Don’t take an attitude with me, brat!” pulling the phone away from his ear to get away from the screeching noise that was his mothers voice.

“Yea, whatever,” his voice much softer this time.

“So, what are you calling for? Are you in troub—” motherly instincts assuming the worst for the blonde he quickly cuts her off before she can finish the question.

“Would you just let me speak hag?! Tch. You’re making this harder than it needs to be,” taking a deep breath as his mother anxiously awaits his next words, “i… have a girlfriend.” He finally spits out in the smallest voice she’s ever heard.

Going silent for a moment, he thinks his mother hung up on him, that is until-

“AHHHHH MY KATSUKI’S FINALLY MET A GIRL! YOUR FATHER AND I HAVE BEEN WORRIED YOU’D BE ALONE FOREVER!”

“God could you be more quite, gonna make my eardrums bleed hag!” he says growing more angry at his embarrassment

“And now she wants us to spend the weekend with them up in some cabin, how fucking stupid is that?! Not to mention the whole ‘pack for anything kat!’ like i don’t know how to fucking pack!” his voice booms through the room.

You just stare up at his larger frame letting him rant about the trip. Once he stops to take a breath you speak, tiptoeing around your words to make sure not to upset him any further, not that you could.

“I don’t know, it sounds kind of intimate,” you say in a weak voice.

Drawing his attention down to you as he ushers you to continue.

Proceeding with your thoughts, “I-i mean a nice relaxing weekend with me and your parents doesn’t sound so bad, does it” you say as you look up at him with innocent doe eyes.

Katsuki’s heart melts at the sight, his pretty little girlfriend swaying his opinion so easily without even trying. Reaching a hand up to cup your face and place a sweet kiss that ended all too soon to your lips.

“Not if you’re there, loser,” his lips pulling into an adorable smile that makes you weak in the knees.

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Katsuki loads up his car with all your bags while you wait in the front seat whining at him saying “turn the car on suki, ‘m so cold,”

“Alright alright, calm down woman i’m coming,” he says trudging his way to the front, he starts it and you rush to put the heat on. Reaching for the charging chord to connect your music to the car, katsuki looks at you for a moment fondly before turning to reverse the car out of the parking space. His hand is is on the back of your headrest as his one skillful hand turns the wheel to leave. You decide to tease him just for the hell of it.

“Suki has anyone ever told you how pretty you are?”

Katsuki tries not to show the inevitable blush that creeps up his neck to his ears as he stumbles over his words.

“C-can’t you see i’m driving here, shitty woman?” You laugh at his mock annoyance and decide to take a nap to pass the time, but not before you feel katsuki lay his hand on your thigh making you flush. You two haven’t gone past light kisses and small touches therefore the action making you act like a little school-girl with a crush.

Dozing off for god knows how long you’re awoken to katsuki’s sweet voice lulling you awake to tell you you’re at his parents house.

“Hey princess we’re here” his voice barely above a whisper. You move around a bit to get oriented and notice his jacket on you like a blanket. Yawning you get out of the car and blindly follow katsuki to his front door with the bags.

Katsuki lifts his hand to hesitantly ring the doorbell as your almost hiding behind him.

“Suki is my hair messed up? Wanna look good,” you ask him with sleep in your voice and pleading eyes.

“No princess you look perfect, don’t worry,” and he leans down to press a kiss against your cheek. He was unusually nice when you had just woken up then he would go back to normal when you were more awake. Another reason you were so fond of the fiery man.

“WHO KNEW YOU COULD BE SUCH A GENTLEMAN! MASARU COME LOOK!” a booming voice frightens you and you jump behind your boyfriend even more.

“YOU’RE GONNA SCARE HER AWAY HAG, KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN!” he screams back.

Putting together that it was just his mother, your grip on his arm loosened a bit and you move to the side a bit to make yourself more visible to the blonde woman. Katsuki puts a comforting hand on the small of your back and introduces you.

“Hag, this is my girlfriend, y/n,” he says looking down at you then back up to his mother with a smug look on his face.

“I’m so sorry for raising my voice! I’m just so happy this brat found someone!” she says as she pulls katsuki away from you to roughly ruffle his hair. Swatting her away as she continues to speak she looks from him back to you. “You are just so darling!”

“T-thank you, Mrs. Bakugou,” you say in the biggest voice you can muster.

“Oh you don’t have to call me that dear, makes me feel old,” she smiles sweetly, “Just call me Mitsuki. Jeez you must be freezing out here, katsuki have some manners and invite the girl in!”

“I was gonna hag!” He gently grabs your hand intertwining your fingers and leads you through the entry way. Mitsuki lead the way with katsuki and you following close behind, your small hand still engulfed in his. Finally taking a moment to look around the beautiful house excitement fills you. He really grew up here?

“Suki look at this painting isn’t it beautiful, have you seen it?!” you say in a childish tone as he stops his forward movement to entertain you for a bit.

“I’ve walked past that painting a million times loser, i’ve always hated it. it’s ugly.” he says flatly. You pout up at him, not liking his teasing tone.

Masaru eventually joins his wife’s side watching the scene unfold between the two of you. It’s like you completely forget where you are in the moment, only focusing on the tall man in front of you.

His father breaks the silence, noticeably different that the two ash blondes, much calmer, “You must be y/n, it’s so nice to meet you,” his smile is soft and sweet. His statement pulls you and katsuki from your trance and you look to the older man. He outstretches his hand for you to shake, you look up to your boyfriend for some kind of last minute comfort, but instead it’s him gently nudging you forward. Hesitantly, you shake his hand.

“Quiet aren’t you, not the type i’d expect to be with this gremlin,”

You giggle a bit a mitsuki’s words. It was true, in comparison to katsuki, you were quite different. You being less outgoing than he was and he helped you in that department. perfect fit.

“So why couldn’t we just go separately tomorrow, coulda saved myself one less night with you,” he scowls at his mother.

“Oh hush!” she wacks him over the head and you’re wide-eyed. He truly was a replica of his mother. You were pulled out of your thoughts when she continued, “And besides, i already told you, it gives us more time with you two and it saves gas, you’re welcome by the way,” she sneers in response.

“You two can go put your bags up in katsuki’s room and get her acquainted with the place, dinner won’t be ready for a little bit.” She states walking out of the room but not before lending you a small smile, masaru following suit.

Katsuki backtracks a bit to the stairs taking your bags with you and begins to climb them all the way up to his childhood room. Opening the door to his teenage mind, you wander a bit touching everything in sight as he just eyes you in wonder. Katsuki comes up behind you and turns you around slowly to face him.