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kozutenshi · 3 years

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INK—KATSUKI BAKUGO

prompt: every lie you tell appears on your soulmate’s skin.

what: 1.6k of soulmate fluff in an established relationship.

warnings: none!

He didn't want to meet you.

He didn't want to see the other end of his ink, where the dark lines and curves of his lies find itself before it fades. He didn't want to meet someone who will actually accept him: his "greatness", temper, doubts, and all his flaws.

He didn't want to touch you, so he settled on doubting the concept of soulmates, ignoring the facts that surround him every single day. After all, contradicting what he was scared of is one of the things he had learned to do to cope with the sudden changes in his life.

Yet, he often found himself staring on his skin, waiting for your next lie. He found himself having the urge to know your voice even though he doubts he'll find it unattractive.

In short, he was hooked as expected.

So here he was, by the beach. The evening is near as the air further ruffled his hair, his outfit proving to be useful. The red maroon long-sleeved turtleneck he wore helped in regulating his temperature, even if the winter had little to no effect on him as he stood nervously numb. His dark baggy pants that are hiding a knife somewhere in its pockets contrasted how body hugging his top was. Sighing, his fingers reached for the silver chain necklace around his neck.

He wondered if he overdressed for the occasion.

The sunset was calming to see, the total opposite of his jumble of nerves, his red eyes glowing even if they were cast downwards. He could feel the exhaustion in his bones after going through back to back missions to free up his schedule. The mask and the glasses had tried to hide his identity but failed as people still swarmed around him when they saw his red eyes through the lightly tinted lens.

Not like he was complaining.

Free from the disguise, he stood in front of the bay his old friend had cleaned up for his training, waiting for your arrival.

"Katsuki!" The few people around close enough to hear you looked at him as you waved towards his direction. His hand found its way on his forehead, a tired look on his face as people started to swarm around him again. You acted quickly and grabbed his hand that had started sweating and bolted away, to the street where the two of you were supposed to go eat. Your hand felt warm in his as you dragged him away, laughing at the commotion.

With Bakugo, the press tracking his every move was not new, especially with him being an influencer, a hero at such a young age. You've come to terms with it after loving him for years, recalling the photos they had taken of the two of you on a date or a simple walk. Annoying, but, unexpectedly, tolerable.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. Were you alone for a long time?" He was glad you didn't address the public's attention to him and settled on focusing your eyes on him. He didn't want to upset you but he knew you'd still see through it: first because the blank ink will always find its way on your skin every time he tells a lie, and second, because you know him that well after years of putting up with his nature.

"Yeah, but I didn't mind." The two of you had slowed down, your hand now out of his grasp as you tried to catch your breath. "The sunset was nice anyway."

In the span of five years since he met you, the two of you found yourselves in your own careers, often assigned to separate missions, far even, pursuing your own dreams. The two of you rarely met up now, and the only way to communicate was through calls and texts every night or at every free time you two share. And every time he sees you, the feeling always felt like the first time he sees you in the same high school you attended as him, watching his lies line up in your skin just to check if his eyes were betraying him or not.

"That's great. I was getting worried you'll leave me since you didn't even want to know me at first." He grumbled as you chuckled, lightly tapping his arm as a sign that you were just kidding.

"Well, you couldn't blame me. Soulmates sounded really dumb." The red of the lanterns blended with the hues of his eyes as he looked at your figure, excitedly pointing at every food stall. The month of February was coming to an end so the cold didn't affect him much anymore, but he found himself craving your warmth in many ways than one.

"Everything was dumb for you if it wasn't part of your goal," you jokingly retorted which he snorted at. He couldn't exactly deny that. "What are you spacing out for anyway? You looked, and still do by the way, like a lost Pomeranian." His face scrunched and was about to start yelling at you which you were prepared to laugh at when loud cheerful yells can be heard from the distance. He was clearly unfocused, but is unwilling to tell you about it. A small subtle blush crept up his face with the thought of finally being alone with you after so many months, which he then quickly hid behind the crepes you handed him.

The food park started getting busier, and you thought back to how silent and peaceful the beach was. The bench the two of you sat on proved to be not as secluded as the two of you thought, people looking sideways with giddy smiles and recognition.

"Do you want to go back to the beach?" He looked around subtly, noticing the growing crowd and nodded.

Hand in hand, the two of you walked in comfortable silence sipping on your drinks, only because both of you didn't want people to overhear you. The walk was peaceful, his warm hand anchoring you to safety. That even with the danger of the night, or the two of you probably making the headlines if people recognized you by tomorrow, you felt safe and surrounded only by his familiar caramel scent mixed with the distant salt of the beach. The lanterns slowly disappeared from your peripheral visions, going back to a normally lit street.

Loving Bakugo wasn't a small feat. You remember when the two of you shared the same lies, repeating it as if the two of you wanted to love each other that every lie would turn to a truth.

Maybe that was why the two of you had avoided looking on each other's skin for months, getting to know and bonding over nothing without the influence of the dark ink.

Maybe that was why the two of you refused to exchange i love you's later, opting to show each other's affection in other ways then seeing the remnants of the three words like a faded tattoo with a dejected look on both your faces.

This time, the evening has fallen over the beach, the dark veil of stars reflected over the waves instead of the pink and orange hues when he was waiting. The stars shone brightly, the moon unseen, blended into the night. He gazed at your figure as he wordlessly stopped, letting you walk in front of him, and gave into his urge, wrapping his arms around you from behind and burying himself in your scent, in your familiar warmth.

"I missed you."

You stood there in petrified silence before melting in his arms, understanding, contentment, love and warmth flooding your senses.

"I missed you too."

His eyes willed you to drown in his scarlet petals as the two of you wordlessly swayed to his rough hums, his rough tune blending with your own notes. Strangely, it was a pleasant melody; not the best, yet, the softness behind them seemed fitting for the night's ambience.

The stars gazed at the two of you as if you were the only people in the world, but he could care less about the stars.

You were the only light in his eyes.

He didn't want to meet you, to damage such a dream for him, but right now, he knew he didn't want to lose you, spilling pure moonlight instead of the night dark ink of both your lies.

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ice-cream-nekogirl · 4 years

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Lukewarm (Bakugou Katsuki X Reader)

THIS IS PURE FLUFF YA’LL~! This came to me one night when I actually just reheated some old pasta in my fridge and I thought ‘probably not an ideal thing to eat for dinner’ lol and so I used that as inspiration~!!

Let’s face it, Bakugo wouldn’t settle for that kinda thing so... this story was born~! And featuring Taromaru from Gakkou Gurashi!!

Summary: Bakugo doesn’t think you eat good enough...

You gave a yawn as you just came back from outside to let Taromaru out to take care of business and then the first place you went to was the kitchen.

Dorm-life meant that you could have other people cook for you, so that was pretty awesome, but you still had freedom to cook yourself some food as well. Although you weren’t exactly much of a ‘cook’ at all, you knew how to boil noodles and pasta, and heat up sauce and other things. That was better than nothing right?

You thought so. And once you and your puppy were in the kitchen, you decided to feed him too since earlier before he’d been trying to drag you into the kitchen so you could give him some food. So you grabbed a bag of dog food that you had decided to bring and keep in one of the cabinets, along with a bowl that said ‘Taromaru’ on it and filled it up with chow.

Taromaru happily barked as he began chomping and crunching away at the puppy food as you couldn’t help but giggle. “My thoughts exactly boy.” You smiled as you decided to just help yourself to some leftovers of ‘lunch’ you made for yourself the other day, or rather, 2 days ago when you needed something to satisfy your cravings.

Pasta, still sauced up in the bowl just like you had left in the container. You shrugged your shoulders and deemed that your snack for the night since it wasn’t exactly yet let. 11 pm wasn’t that late right? You thought so as you put the container in the microwave to nuke it for about 1 minute or two.

Nice and hot, and it tasted mostly like it did the day you made it as you happily ate your food, not bad. Now you and Taromaru were both enjoying a late-night snack. However, you didn’t hear your phone vibrating on the side of the couch where you put it. Nor did you remember that Bakugo often liked to text you to remind you to ‘go to fucking bed’ since you didn’t have good sleeping habits. Or eating habits for that matter.

Ever since you and he started dating he was bit judgy but to your surprise, it wasn’t really mean, just his abrasive way of showing that he cared about you and wanted you to get healthier habits so you don’t fuck up your sleep schedule or gain extra unwanted weight.

You grew to adore Bakugo, he was a kinder boyfriend than he led on and he was definitely something you could hug and hold at night when it was cold. Although, you also had Taromaru to hug and cuddle with at night, so there were times where you naturally chose your puppy to cuddle with instead.

Bakugo still wasn’t very fond of Taromaru, especially when you and he started dating. That pup was always stealing your attention away from him and he still growled at him too because Taromaru wasn’t fond of Bakugo either. But that was mostly because Bakugo was loud and he yelled at him and you which the puppy didn’t like at all so he held a bit of a grudge against him for that.

“RUFF!” Taromaru started growling as he stood in the room and got that angry stance as you perked up a bit, “Taromaru?”

“Who are you barking at mutt?” It was Bakugo, angrily sneering at the puppy who dared to challenge him as he barked at him before scampering backwards and then jumping on the couch to sit right next to you. But the blonde continued to glare at him, before he turned it to you and gave his own low growl.

“Didn’t you get my texts stupid?”

Your (E/C) eyes slightly widened as you reached over to get your phone and saw the unread texts, “Ah… sorry… I didn’t hear my phone even going off…” Wincing slightly you hoped he understood but then you saw him look at you with a slightly horrified look.

“What the fuck are you doing…?” Why did he sound so shocked and disgusted?

“Sitting… and uh… eating a midnight meal…?” You answered him very awkwardly since that WAS what you were doing but why did that shock you?

“And what the fuck is that…?” He pointed at that… dreck that he was referring to, even though you really didn’t see what the problem was. “Hot pasta from 2 days ago… well… actually it’s more lukewarm than anything but… still tastes good.” You still sounded awkward and got a little bit nervous because you could still feel his eyes on you.

You dared to look up and you could definitely see more disgust in his features, “Do you… want some?” Probably shouldn’t have asked him that as his eyebrow twitched a bit, “Hell no! Don’t eat that shit! It’s the worst thing for you at this hour! At least get something quality!” He started to fuss and make a rant about how you sometimes ate the worst things as you just pouted a little as you put another forkful of pasta in your mouth.

“Argh! Stop it! I’ll just cook you something better!” He couldn’t take it anymore, he wasn’t going to just let you eat that garbage and you couldn’t help but smile a little bit. Your boyfriend just wanted you to eat something that was actually good compared to just reheated noodles.

“It’s like 11 at night…” You muttered a little bit of logic to him, but he didn’t seem to care, “I don’t give a shit, my girl is NOT eating that kind of trash.” He replied to you coolly as you giggled a bit. “Okay well since it’s night-time, I’d like a crepe.”

“Sure!”

He sounded angry but he would make you the best damn crepe you’ve ever had in your life, because you were his girlfriend and you were only going to eat the best, quality food. “Arf!” And Taromaru happily barked at him for being nice enough to actually cook you something at this time of night.

Bakugo stared back at the dog when he heard him back, and the dog wasn’t growling at him, in fact he seemed to be happy? He couldn’t tell, it was a dog. “Arooo~.” Taromaru gave a low, sweet little bark though that made Bakugo scoff a bit. “Dumb dog…” He muttered as he just focused on starting to cook for you.

You were so going to gain extra weight but you didn’t care as you just ate up not one, but two deliciously made, piping hot crepes that your boyfriend so sweetly made for you with the right amount of crème and strawberries. “They’re so thin!!” You exclaimed through a mouthful of crepe as Bakugo just stared at you, beaming with pride as you ate up what he made just for you.

“Good.” He pretended that he didn’t care even though the smirk was clear that he was proud to give you something WORTH eating. “Thanks Katsuki! Ya know you really didn’t have to go through all the trouble…” Still you felt kind of bad that he did a lot of hard work and took time out of his schedule just to cook you something.

“There’s no way in HELL I’m letting you eat that kind of shit. As long as we’re dating, you’re eating good.” He said to you somewhat sternly as your cheeks warmed at this. Bakugo was a jerk, yes, but it was clear that he loved you, and dammit you loved him too. Who doesn’t love a man who can cook?

“Ahhh… now I think I can go to sleep…”

Once you were finished with your dessert you were resting peacefully on Bakugo’s bed, rubbing your stomach now with a pleased look on your face, much to Bakugo’s slight annoyance and amusement. “Good, you don’t sleep good either…” He uttered as you giggled a bit, and cuddled up to him at just how much he cared for you.

“I will tonight~.” And you said a little flirtatiously as he blushed furiously and rolled his eyes, but didn’t dare move away from you.

At least…

“Arf!” Taromaru jumped onto his bed, already walking his way over towards you and Bakugo, as you perked up and smiled, “Taromaru~!!” You beamed as Bakugo grunted and growled, “Hey! Dammit… you little…!” He nearly shouted but the puppy wasn’t deterred as he curled up in a little ball right at your feet and gave a small yawn.

“Awww~.” You cooed at how cute he was but Bakugo didn’t find him as cute, dammit he wanted to be alone with you tonight but of course that pup just HAD to follow you. “Just go to bed…” However, he knew Taromaru wasn’t going to leave so he just sighed in annoyance and plopped his head onto his pillow, and to his surprise you still cuddled up to him with a smile.

“Good night Katsuki~. Thanks for tonight~.” You tiredly but sweetly said to him before you rather quickly fell asleep and Bakugo couldn’t help but scoff and smirk as he put his arm around you.

“Yeah, yeah…”

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