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#he was probably like 'tch idc about u' and hated him and only did the bare minimum for the spade king and shit
dooodle-bug · 1 year
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just got mad thinking about how rouxls probably isnt even that good of a dad to lancer
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cayofdreams · 3 years
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an angst to fluff scenario(idc tbh, u can do a headcanon for all i care) with bakugo? angst on his part. like maybe bakugo thinks reader is the ua traitor or sumn but he was just being big dummy and assumed. so the reader reassures him and BAM fluff🥰🥰🥰
Ooo..It took me min to think of a plot, but I think I got it. Thank u for the request @strawberrysalwa 😊
(I made it so he thinks reader is secretly working for a villain)
Admittedly, Bakugou had been tense lately. It seemed like more and more attacks were happening around Japan, but he couldn’t do much since he was still a student. Every time he turned on the news there seemed to be another kidnapping, a murder, a robbery, a death of “unknown causes”. It was starting to get to him and he couldn’t help but remember the time that he himself was kidnapped by the League of Villains. 
But what was really digging under his skin was you.
You started to act outlandish and unlike yourself. Little thoughts of you not being who you claimed to be would trickle in the back of his mind. He tried to brush them off. He really did. But you were being so damn weird. 
It first started when you were at his dorm watching movies with him. A normal night. But then you got a phone call. You checked to see who it was before deciding to strangely ignore it. 
He thought it was unlike you because usually you would pause the movie to answer the phone and go on gossiping about some kind of unimportant shit for 10 minutes before getting back to the movie. But this time you just shrugged it off. 
The next time you got a phone call while hanging out with him, you checked to see who it was and answered it. But you were being so cold about it.
“Hey, this isn’t a good time...I'm busy.” And then you promptly hung up the phone before smiling at him. He asked who it was just for you to simply say “Ahh..it doesn’t matter.” And you left it at that. Now, during times when you hung out, you’d either completely ignore the phone, or end it very briefly. 
That was just the tip of the iceberg, however. You acted even stranger during times where he was asleep. When you thought he was asleep. During those times, you would answer your phone. But you’d either step out on the balcony or step outside to take it. He’d hear your voice faintly from his bed and he couldn’t help but think you were answering to some kind of boss. A villain boss. 
But the final straw was when you were laying next to him at night, whispering things to what-you-thought- was his sleeping face. Just like you were doing right now.
“Hah...Katsu..” You were stroking his cheek, sometimes grazing the pad of your thumb over his bottom lip. “You look so cute right now...so vulnerable...” You kissed his cheek, and whispered directly in his ear. “I wish I could be more honest with you...but I’m scared...”
He couldn’t listen to this anymore, he needed to know right now what the hell was going on with you. What the hell were you lying about that you couldn’t be honest with?
“Y/N” 
“Gyahh!- Katsuki?! Why are you up?!” You instantly jumped back, face full of embarrassment at him possibly hearing the sweet things you were saying to him. “Don’t you sleep at like 6pm??”
He ignored your shocked stature as he stood upright in his bed and looked you directly in the eyes. “What the hell is up with you?”
“W-what?” You peered at him confused. You could tell he was serious and upset about something but you hadn’t an idea what the cause of it was. “What are you talking about, Katsuki?”
“Don’t play dumb, Y/N. I know you’re not who you say you are.” He gripped his bed sheets into a fist, your puzzled face making him more angry. 
“Katsuki, I really don’t know what you’re talking abo-”
“I said don’t play dumb! Just tell me the damn truth, alright!” He looked away to avoid your disturbed facial express. You weren’t going to falter his thinking with your fake acting anymore. “Those phone calls...you talking like this to me...This isn’t like you, Y/N!!”
“What do you mean...?”
“You think I didn’t notice how you ignore all your damn phone calls now? How you only answer them when you think I’m asleep? And the shit you whisper to me in my ear...always saying weird shit that you’d NEVER say to me when I’m awake! Saying how fucking cute and vulnerable I look! How you want to be honest with me!”
You were in a state of shock of all the things Bakugou was saying to you. You tried to reach your hand over to calm him down. 
*slap*
“Tch. Don’t touch me!” 
You were in such disbelief at the events transpiring in front of you right now. Bakugou had never slapped your hand away. Even when you were being annoying and trying to get his attention when he was angry at something, he’d usually just grumble and tell you to ‘piss off’. But this time he really pushed you away. Before you could say anything he continued.
“Heh...You’re a real vixen aren’t you? Acting like such a stuck-up princess to get me interested, and then saying all those fake sweet-nothings to seduce me even while I’m asleep” Bakugou softly chuckled to himself. “But I fucking figured you out, Y/N. If that’s even your real name.” He turned to look at you. “You can’t get away with-...hey..”
You were sobbing into your hands, not knowing how else to handle the situation happening right now. 
“*sniffle*...Am I really that *sob*...d-dislikeable...?” You could barely get your words out in between the gasps of the violent sobs that poured from your mouth. “Am I so m-mean *sob* that you think I d-dont *sob* love you? You think my *sniffle* compliments are f-fake? *sob* *sob*” 
Bakugou’s heart broke seeing you like this. At that moment, even if you were a villain, he wouldn’t care. He just didn’t want to see you like this...because of him. 
“Y/N...” He tried to pull you into him but you cowered away. 
“I k-know I’m a *sniffle* bitch most of the t-time...but I can’t help it...I’m *sob* I’m so scared of...*sob*...being used...” Your fingers clenched around your face. “I didn’t t-think..*sob*...it’d make you h-hate me...”
At that point he didn’t let you resist him anymore, he pulled you into a tight hug despite your vigorous protests. 
“Nooo!! Get off! You hate me! You hate me! You hate me! You hate me!”
“Stop it!" He pushed you off so that he could grab your face tightly between his palms and force eye contact with you. “I don’t hate you, Y/N! I don’t!” 
“Then w-why...why did you...say all those things to..m-me?” 
“Because I’m fucking stupid! I’m just a huge fucking idiot, Y/N.” He rested his forehead against your chest and you could hear the soft whimpers that escaped him get muzzled into your body. “I love you, Y/N...I’m so sorry...”
The two of you stayed like that for a few minutes. Letting the rest of your tears fall on to each other. Bakugou staying nestled into your chest as he wrapped his arms tightly around your body. And you wrapping your arms around his shoulders gripping onto the back of his shirt. Eventually the both of you calmed down enough for your tight grips on each other to turn into soft caresses. 
“Most of those phone calls...were just Mina.” You softly spoke into the air. Your voice still hoarse from the crying. “You used to yell at me about stopping the movie for dumb shit...so I just decided to ignore the calls.”  
Bakugou’s eyebrows furrowed, pissed at his own stupid assumptions. It only sounds so obvious now. 
“I’m sorry that my bitchiness made you think I didn’t love you...I’ll do better. I promise.” 
Bakugou lifted his face to gaze into your e/c eyes. You seemed so beautiful right now...being vulnerable. And he finally understood what you probably meant when you were whispering those things to him. Those so enchantingly lovely things. How could he assume you were anything other than the most pleasing thing that has come into his life? 
“You’re not bitchy, Y/N. And I don’t want you to change.” He pressed his lips against yours. He could taste the bits of saltiness from your tears, but that didn’t mean that your lips, for some reason, weren’t the softest they’d ever been. 
He separated his lips from you and rested his forehead on top of yours. “I love you so fucking much, Y/N...” 
You pulled him into another kiss before hugging him tightly. 
“Me too, Katsuki...Me too.”
~I hope you liked it~
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