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emmyrosee · 1 year
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Bakugou is, for all intents and purposes, a massive baby.
God forbid you leave him for ten minutes before he starts wandering around the house looking for you. Mercy on you if you go out to the grocery store and don’t take him. And how dare you even consider get up to get a snack when he's in the bathroom, letting your shared spot get cold.
These things, he can not let go easily.
Naturally, this slips your mind every once in a while because a peaceful life with Bakugou Katsuki doesn't exist. When you forget, he makes it his mission to force you to remember his clingy ass.
Tonight, it would appear to be no different.
It's 02:30 when you snap back to reality, bleary eyes blinking to get your bearings back.
The lamp on the side table blinds you momentarily, there's music coming from the tv- credits, you deduce, from the show Denki had raved to you both about. When you angle your head up, you're met with a firm jawline that lets out a loud snore from the slight disturbance.
Katsuki never was good at staying awake during these things.
Smiling up at him, you're quick to place a tender little kiss on his chin, watching as the corners of his mouth twitches slightly. Gently, you slip out of his arms and cover him with the blanket, using the parted lips releasing the smallest little snores to ensure his slumber. He smacks his lips and turns slightly on his side, as if chasing the warmth you'd taken away, and you click the tv off to keep him in the dark. You shuffle your way into your bedroom to get your own rest; you shiver once you slip under the covers, the fabric cold from the lack of use and lack of Katsuki's body heat.
The minute you do warm up, however, you're out like a light, and you remain so for a few hours.
But then, there's someone at the end of your bed. You feel them, and it wakes you just barely. You shift the blankets higher on your shoulder for protection from whatever your subconsious picks up, and just when you feel normal, something speaks.
“I’m gonna kill you.”
The raspy voice coming from the foot of your bed is more than enough to snap you from your sleep, but it isn’t until you see the massive, bulky frame that your heart sinks and you scream, you scream as loud as you can, immediately scrambling to the corner of your bed.
“Stop screaming, it’s me.”
Your shaking hands immediately shoot to the lamp next to your bed and upon flicking it on, you’re greeted by a sleepy Katsuki, blanket around his shoulders and sleepy scowl on his face, as if you’re the one who just inconvenienced him.
“You freak! What are you doing!” You snap, quickly rubbing your eyes to knock the sleep from them to properly scold. He merely shrugs and smacks his tired lips, indifferent to the previous heart attack he’d given you.
“Left me alone on the couch,” he says, dropping the blanket onto the floor before crawling into bed next to you, casually. “We were snuggling. You abandoned me.”
“You-! I was-! Why-!”
“You’re lucky I love you so much,” he says, burying his face into his pillow and making a grabby hand for you, “c’mere, wanna spoon.”
Your heart, still pounding in your chest, finally lets breaths of air in, your hands trembling as you flick back off the light. You’re still mad, now shaking with fury, and as you roll to have your back facing him, you try to take deep breaths to calm down and not smother the man you somehow chose to love with a pillow.
“Hey,” he grumbles, tugging your sleep shirt. “Come here.”
“I can’t fucking stand you, Katsuki. I don’t even want to be in the same bed as you right now, you scared the fucking shit out of me.”
“Didn’t mean to,” he says softly. “Jus’ wanted to be close to you.”
“And you thought threATENING ME AT THE END OF OUR BED WAS A GOOD WAY TO DO THAT?”
He goes silent, and you almost think he’s given up, and just as you blink your stinging eyes, he suddenly rolls on top of you, knocking the wind out of you at his heaviness.
“Katsuki!” You scold, but it’s shrouded in laughter, an absolute contrast of how you just were talking all of ten seconds ago.
“Now you can’t leave,” he says, cockily. “You wake me again and I will kill you.”
“You woke me up just now! You could’ve easily come to bed like any sane person!”
“….”
“Katsuki!”
“Cant hear you, I’m asleep.”
“KATSUKI!”
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sorrowfulrosebud · 4 months
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Part two
Katsuki is absolutely riddled with cuteness aggression with his children when they’re born. He just… can’t stop looking at them. Every time his babies coo or look at him with your big eyes, he has to walk away and take a deep breath before he starts to cry.
He absolutely adored his babies when they’re newborns, no doubt about that. He just prefers the 1-2 year old stage where he can be playful and he knows his antics won’t always end in crying.
Katsuki loves blowing raspberry’s onto his baby’s cheeks, relishing in the soft, peach-fuzzed skin rippling underneath him. The deep belly laughs from his baby spur him on, making him blow raspberry’s onto his baby’s chubby neck rolls. He simultaneously cant stand the laughter because it makes his chest hurt in pure sweet pain, but he can’t stop because this tiny person adores him.
He enjoys play fighting his babies, making you play the villain as he dresses your baby in his costume, placing their fat little tummy on his large palm as he makes them soar. Drool goes everywhere as your baby chortles, gummy smile going bananas as they squeal and attack your face, mouthing your nose as you uncontrollably howl with laughter.
He loves playfully biting his baby, soft little nips that never go more than a few millimetres of force. He enjoys picking up his baby’s hand, pretending to gobble up the teeny digits. He only ever gently nips the tips of their fingers. Katsuki adores playing the big bad wolf to his child, gobbling their belly as he soaks in their giggles.
And when they’re older, he enjoys picking them up and slinging them over his shoulder. He often gets scolded by you, to be careful because he could make your kiddies sick. He only rolls his eyes playfully, pretending to eat his kids as they’re trapped in his burly arms.
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officialabortive · 3 months
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Katsuki is an emotional drunk. Just going out bar hopping with him and his friends, cold glass in hand while chatting. Denki had the oh so brilliant idea of taking ten shots in a row, and found fun in poking at bakugou's ego. Saying "there's no way you'd be able to pull that one off, lightweight."
Now there's nothing you can do to pry him from your side. Bakugou's stuck to you, never straying more than shoulders width away. The proximity is so narrow that you can smell the alcohol on his breath. Pouting with his eyes down whenever you talk to someone else. You see how his eyes widen so drastically when you get up and turn on your heel.
"I'm just going to the bathroom"
That didn't seem to help in the slightest. If anything, he looks more anxious than before.
"Can I come?"
"Uh, no. No I'll really be alright"
He's quick to tilt his head down so his bangs shield his face from your line of sight, but you already caught the droplets starting to cling to his lashes.
"My fiancé... dosen't like me anymore..."
His words were just weak mumbles spoken between sniffles. And as much as the sight of Katsuki so sad squeezes in your chest, this scenario is too perfect to not grasp.
You take the moment to turn to the others and silently mouth "play along" before putting a hand on his shoulder and lifting his chin.
"Fiancé? Oh bakugou I think you've had a little to much to drink. I'm not you're fiancé. Your fiancé is over there-"
You point directly toward kirishima, who only shows his surprise for a split moment before masking over it with a wide smile. Your hand gets curtly shoved off the blonde's shoulder with a hard glare, angrily telling you he doesn't want some random bitch like you touching him because he's already taken.
Kirishima watches through his phone camera as his "husband to be" hastily strode to be at his "lover's" side. A perfect angle for the camera to capture how he nuzzles his nose in kirishima's shoulder
You were sent some great footage in the morning
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pastelbakugou · 3 months
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Bakugou is so high-maintenance in the winter. Poor baby, hates the cold.
He hates how the dropped temperature makes his nose red and runny. He hates how his fingertips feel like they're being pricked with tiny pins and needles. He hates how he it takes him longer to warm up to use his quirk successfully. He loathes it.
Absolutely forget it if it snows.
You have to bride with promises of fun and warmth to coax him out of the house.
On the rare occasion that you do convince him to go out, you'll step outside to start the car to defrost it, being sure to turn on Katsuki's seat warmer before heading back in. As you open the front door to your house, you have to bite the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from bursting into laughter at the sight in front of you.
There in the front foyer, Katsuki stood, bundled from head to toe in winter attire. He is wearing two coats, despite one of them being a heated jacket you got for him a couple Christmases ago, that he always rips off, complaining that it got too hot. He was sporting a pair of thick gloves, a black beanie that his spiky blonde bangs poked out of the front of, a pair of winter boots, and a scarf that wrapped around his neck twice; covering his mouth and nose. He looked like Randy from the movie A Christmas Story.
Katsuki narrowed his eyes at you, seeing that you were trying to hold back laughter. "What's so funny?" He grumbled at you sourly. "Nothing!" You said, shaking your head and curling your lips toward yourself, trying to hide the smile that was creeping onto you face. He glared at you harder, his expression resembling that of a grumpy old cat. He knew you were lying. You couldn't hold back any longer, your body began to shake with giggles although you did try to suppress them. "Any more layers and you'd like the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man." You teased, slipping your hands into your own gloves.
" 't's fuckin' 23 degrees outside. I don't care what I look like." The blonde huffed at you. You nodded swiftly in understanding. "I know." You grinned, walking up to him after zipping up your coat. He grunted as you pulled him down by the tails of his scarf, his forehead resting against yours. "You look super cute like this, though." You flirted, pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose before pulling his scarf down over his chin to steal a kiss.
You could feel his breath stutter against your skin after you pulled away, clearly flustered by your kiss. "Come on, Michelin Man. Let's go." You giggled, beaming up at him as he rolled his eyes at your lame joke, but not being able to hide the start of a smile at the corners of his lips. "Did ya start my seat warmer?" He asked as you closed and locked the door behind you. You gave him a knowing side eye that told him that you had. You took his puffy gloved hand in yours and led him down the porch stairs to the car. "Yes, dear. I always do."
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bbyseok · 10 months
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bakugou katsuki is not a lovesick fool.
he’s better than that, he swears. he swears with his entire being. he’s not one of those down bad people who gets butterflies from the simplest of things.
but as he walks out of the shower, feeling refreshed and clean from his daily workout in the school’s gym, his phone dings with a notification on his nightstand.
normally, he mutes the damn thing with how often the group of extras (aka, his friends) blow up their shared group chat they forced him to join, but things have been different lately.
katsuki is clad in one of his famous black tank tops, paired with a loose pair of shorts of the same color. his towel rests around his neck as he grabs the device, fingers automatically tapping on the notification and taking him to the messages app.
when he sees who the text is from, he can’t even resist the grin thats tugs on the corners of his lips.
it’s from you. it’s blunt, no more than three letters, but it’s enough to have him fucking smiling.
you: wyd
his fingers tap away in order to reply, using one hand and the other to use an end of the towel draped over his shoulder to keep drying his damp hair.
bakugou: what do you want
okay—yeah. he’s curt and not answering your question. but it’s too late now; he already sent it.
the three pending dots that appear almost immediately that indicate you’re typing has him blinking at the small screen in faint surprise. you’re fast.
you: i couldnt find you in the commons area or the gym :(
oh, with the frowny face he could just picture the pout you were probably wearing on your lips right now. he responds.
bakugou: so you were trying to fucking stalk me?
you: no!! ofc not
bakugou: sounds like something a stalker would say
you: >:(
he snickers out loud at your banter and finishes drying his hair, flinging the towel towards the hamper in the corner of the room.
bakugou: to answer your question, i was in the gym actually. you probably just missed me leaving
you: aw man :(
katsuki can’t help but roll his eyes at your antics.
bakugou: you act like you didn’t see me in class today dummy
you: is it a crime that i want to see you outside of class?
when you say—or in this case, text—things like that, he isn’t too sure how to respond. it has him scowling, all flustered for no reason.
bakugou: yeah yeah
he’s sure his sarcastic tone can be heard even through his text. you simply send a smiley emoji in reply.
katsuki hesitates, his fingers hovering over the screen. and then he types.
bakugou: you can join me in gym tomorrow after class then if you wanna see me so bad
his breath stills when he sees those dots again.
you: ok!! it’s a date then yeah?
what? a what? his head is spinning just from reading your text. is he reading this right? you’re actually making a move on him? and then you’re already sending your next message, giving him no time to gather his thoughts and reply back.
you: good night katsuki!! 😘
oh.
he finds himself sliding down onto the floor right next to his bed, cheek resting on the side of the mattress. his knees curl to his chest as he stares at his phone, blushing like a madman.
“fuck.”
okay. maybe bakugou katsuki is a lovesick fool.
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katsusno1wife · 4 months
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Just making out with Kats.
Suggestive.
I just feel like as soon as school has ended and you two are in his dorm.
He has a tight fitting black shirt and loose grey joggers on and you have his shirt and little satin shorts you can barley see
“You drive me fucking crazy”, he groans out like it pains him.
He has you beneath him legs spread to accommodate his big size and your hands are tugging at his blonde lock and he is shoving his tongue impossibly more in your mouth dancing together in rhythm
how long have you been doing this? You both have definitely been doing it long enough so that his cock is hard rubbing against your clothed core, having you sqirming beneath him. trying to get infinitely closer.
He kisses down your jaw and finding the spot he knows makes your knees weak, you automatically feel him smirk against your neck as you moan and whine against him
He stops his attack on your neck to set a kiss on the tender spot and admire his work, going back to your mouth he has been away from for too long now for his liking.
He kisses you with more passion, you both so consumed with each other, no room for any thoughts but the burning touch from one another. You hook your legs around his back, pushing your hips against his more erratically now, you both grunting and breathing into each others mouths. pure ecstasy.
He begins to whisper into your ear, “Im going to fu-“
The door swings open
“Yo bakubro you wanna come downstairs we are watching a movie, I can’t find y/n tho-“
“Oh”
You and Katsuki part and look at kirishima, flushed, lips swollen
Katsuki jumps up.
“Kirimisha what have I told you about fucking knocking I’m going to fu king kill you”
You see the blood drain from Krishimas face and he bolts hearing a faint “im soooorrryyy”
And you just see katsukis back, breathing heavy.
“Fuck, sorry baby, thought I locked the door” he grumbles out.
“S’ok kats” you kiss his back “do you want to join them?”
He sighs turning around and kissing the top of your head “sure”
You look down and notice his prominent boner in his grey joggers and you start giggling and he groans.
“I might have to take a minute”
Later when you sat down in the main room he comes down, sitting next to you arm overt the top of the couch, looking at you trying to stifle your giggle.
“shut up”
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maddietries · 26 days
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“Im not good enough for you.” Katsuki blurts out one day.
“And I’ve committed murder.” I say matter a factly.
“What?” “I thought we were saying blatant lies.”
“I’m being serious.” ”and why aren’t you good enough? Who said that?”
“I did.”
“Katsuki this is the one time I don’t value your opinion. I don’t why know why you think you’re not good enough, but you’re crazy to think that. You are this hot and loving guy who has done nothing but love and protect me.”
“But-“
“No. Katsuki, if anything I don’t deserve you. But we love each other, don’t we? So I don’t know why you’re going crazy but don’t try and fight me on this.” I say walking closer to him hugging him.
“I love you, okay?”
“Love you too.” I smile as he mumbles that into my chest.
“Don’t ever, try and tell me you aren’t good enough ever again.”
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mikulovingtrash · 11 months
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Dating Katsuki is funny because he's been waking up bright and early at 5:00 am since his U.A days. As the days go by, you stop waking up by yourself, instead, you wake up next to a warm lingering feeling in the bed. That warm feeling eventually turns to Katsuki, even though it's 10:00, way later than he used to wake up. When you ask him about it, all you get is him pulling your body closer, telling you to go back to bed.
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loving-august · 1 year
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the thoughts of bakugou driving you in a car!!
fluff, established relationship, pro-hero au, small profanifies, I'M BACK?!?!, timeskip au + sfw!!
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Just imagine having your own boyfriend picking you up from your house and going on with your date. The thought of bakugou would do the acts of service as one of his love languages. While driving, he was wearing his prescription glasses that he secretly uses. His eyes, squinting as he looks at the sight of traffic in front of him.
His index finger slowly tapped on the steering wheel while muttering under his breath. Bakugou let you play the song in the car to pass time. You looked at him, taking the time to admire your boyfriend in glasses. Bakugou noticed you looking at him.
"what?" he started.
You smiled, "nothing. Just admirin' you, that's all, ''you admitted. "hah? 'm just wearin' my goddamn glasses, what's all to be excited about that hah?" he asked back.
You looked back at front, "fine then, I'm not looking," you playfully huffed and crossed your arms. You heard him sigh at your childish acts. He took out your hand, crossed out and pulled onto his face and kissed your hand.
The warmth on his palm and also. The warmth of his lips touching yours feels like you're the one exploding. Just how he is on the outside attitude he has for other people is very different from what he's doing right now. And that's how you consider him as the most romantic man ever. He may be a jerk to everyone in the world but a dam well gentlemen just only for you.
You chuckled, "lover boy."
"Oh shut up."
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jello-chennie · 6 months
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✧ pro-hero bakugou and the love he holds for his family (afab!reader)
✧ genre/tw fluff ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
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What if pro-hero Bakugou loves going on family adventures with his wife and kids?
One of the things he likes doing is staying active, and he also loves spending time with his adoring wife and the two beautiful kids they had together. Once he’s cemented himself as a top hero, he takes every opportunity he can to bring his family on an outdoor adventure.
I can see Bakugou dragging his family across the country, or even to another country so they can hike a mountain together. At first, you protest because of the chilly weather, but as soon as the kids catch wind of Bakugou’s plan, they plead for you to say yes. It’s three against one, and you’re entirely outnumbered.
The kids who got their rambunctious nature from their father are joyous. They can’t sit still on the plane, they’re jumping in their seats on the bus, and they’re taking off as soon as their feet hit the base trail of the mountain. You and Bakugou maintain a more reasonable pace, keeping a watchful eye over them as you chit chat.
Bakugou finds himself bringing a hand to his chest at the first rest stop; his heart starts to relentlessly do backflips as he looks upon one of his kids hungrily shovelling a plate of food from the concession into their mouth. The other child sits docilely in your lap as you wipe away the tacky remnants of their own snack. Bakugou’s chest fills with tender adoration for his family, and he can’t help but to plant a honey-saccharin kiss onto your lips that is sticky, and lasts far too long for public consumption—but he doesn’t care. He gives it to you in appreciation for giving him two beautiful kids. It’s those same kids that start shouting about the two of you being gross that ends the shameless display.
The adventure continues with everyone’s bellies full. This particular mountain has a stair pathway leading to the top. It’s about an hour into the hike, and you worry as you see both children completely putter out of gas. Once more, your husband is the athletic one between the two of you—you sense yourself dragging your feet as well.
As cool as ever, Bakugou wordlessly hands you the backpack of supplies to carry, and hoists you onto his back, wrapping your arms around his neck. Effortlessly, he grabs up both toddlers into each of his arms. Without blinking or breaking a sweat, Bakugou continues up the seemingly endless flight of stairs, carrying all three of you the rest of the way up the remainder of the mountain.
His sons think he’s the strongest guy who ever lived, and the coolest dad on earth. You can’t say Bakugou’s actions didn’t impress you, either.
And a few days later, Bakugou can’t help but smugly grin to himself as he sees the news and the tabloids rave about the super domestic moment witnessed by fans between Pro-Hero Dynamite and his lovely family.
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a/n inspired by my favourite episode of the return of superman
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thehusbandoden · 3 days
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Ice Cream Thief -Husband!Bakugo Katsuki x Pregnant!Wife!Reader
A/n: I don't simp for Bakugo, so pls let me know if his scratched your itch.
General info:
Genre: fluff/crack/comfort \\ wc: 312 \\ fem reader \\ posted: 03/15/24
Summary: you are having a terrible time. Your baby kept you awake all night kicking, you stubbed your foot on the stupid nightstand, and Bakugo has been working almost twenty-four-seven. The one thing you’ve been craving all month is ice cream... but you come out to find it eaten. With the carton still. In. The. Freezer.
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“Bakugo Katsuki!” You call from the kitchen, seething with rage.  
“What do ya want, woman?” He calls back from the living room.  
“Don’t you ‘woman’ me! Get in here before I make you!”  
“Oh give me a break.” He grumbles, walking into the kitchen to see what you were yapping about. His eyes flicker to the empty carton of ice cream... and he realizes he’s in trouble.  
“What. Happened. To. My. Ice. Cream.” You growl, a hand on your swollen belly. The one thing you’ve been craving all month is ice cream. Your baby kept you awake all night kicking, you stubbed your foot on the stupid nightstand, and Bakugo has been working almost twenty-four-seven. This was the last thing you needed, the straw that broke your self restraint.  
“I’ll just buy you mo-”  
“Katsuki! Why did you have to leave the carton in the freezer?! My heart just tore itself apart! I needed that!”  
“It’s like nine in the mor-”  
“I need *something* to calm me down Katsuki! Why did you have to eat it?! Not only that but you left the carton in the freezer! And now I-” tears of frustration bubble in your eyes, your hormones are going haywire, and Bakugo can see that.  
Warm muscular arms wrap around your soft form. Bakugo brings you to his chest, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as you slowly begin to calm down.  
You take a deep breath, inhaling the scent of your beloved. “Ice cream thief.” You scoff, looking up at your tsundere husband. He smirks down at you, pecking your nose.  
“I’ll buy you more, okay? Stop whinin’.” You huff, but don’t respond as you bury your face in his warm chest.  
You sigh in relief, knowing that out of everything and anything- yes, even your beloved ice cream- you craved your beloved husband’s tender touch above all else.  
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emmyrosee · 1 year
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Kaminari watched with a quirked brow as you walked straight into the common room and plopped right down next to Bakugou, who opened his arm to allow you to curl into his side.
Sure, it amazed him that Bakugou even had the means to score a partner, let alone one would could just come in and plop next to him, interrupting whatever game he was playing on his switch, but…
Kaminari was moreso interested in whatever you two were doing than thinking about the other complexities of your relationship.
“What do you want?” Bakugou asks, his nose burying in your hair.
“Hngg.”
Bleach blonde eyebrows furrow in frustration, “you do realize it’s almost 10 pm, right? I’m not doing that.”
“Mmmnn!” You push your head against his shoulder, and he snarls at you.
“Don’t you ‘mmmnn’ me! It’s fuckin’ dark out.”
“Do you have any lick of a clue what the hell is going on?” Kaminari whispers, a hand covering his mouth in an attempt to keep his question between himself and Kirishima. Kirishima tips his head as he watches you and Bakugou… talk? to each other on the loveseat just feet away.
“Honestly man,” the redhead sighs, tipping his head in thought. “No idea.”
“You want Aizawa to kill me?” Bakugou mumbles, gently rubbing your arm with his thumb. “Dumbass. Because he will.”
“Hmph..”
“Yeah, I should’ve expected you to say that.”
“Say what?” Kaminari whispers, the pitch turning into a whine, gentle fingers tugging at Kirishima’s tee-shirt. Kirishima shrugs and continues to watch the… conversation.
“Come on,” Bakugou pleads, “can’t I just give you some of my chips? I’ll take ya to get some snacks tomorrow, I promise-“
“Mmmmnnnn…”
Bakugou groans and tips his head back, blinking up at the ceiling as if trying to work up some strength. “Hey, idiots,” he grumbles, making the two of his friends tense up in fear; Kaminari visibly trembles, he hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, he just really wanted to know if you were okay-
“What time does that stupid convenience store close for the night?” The blonde asks, and Kirishima watches as your lips, peeking from Bakugou’s neck, curl up into a smile.
Kirishima shrugs, “I… think they’re 24 hours. Or at least open until real late. I think they stop making food at 1 am though.”
Bakugou groans. Kaminari sees you stifle your giggles, your fingers curling on his shirt. You grunt again, and Bakugou rolls his eyes.
“Fucking- fine.” He turns back to his friends with a snarled lip. “You dickheads want anything?”
“Uh…” Kaminari begins. “I’ll… take a strawberry juice, if you’re offering.”
“I’m not, but my insignificant other is.”
Kirishima chuckles, “I’ll take an egg roll. Thanks man.”
Bakugou gives a subtle nod and turns his head back down to you, “you’re coming with me-“
“Mmmnnnn…”
“Oh hell no!” He barks. “If I go down, you’re coming with me, you shitfuck!”
Once again, you laugh into his neck, and even if kaminari and kirishima don’t understand the dynamic, it feels good to see Bakugou smirk in your hair and nuzzle into you.
“Mmmuvyounnn.”
“Yeah yeah… love you, too, or something.”
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sorrowfulrosebud · 3 months
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Part two of this
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“MAMAAAAAAAA!!” Your baby wailed as he runs to you, tiny feet pattering against the floor. Your head immediately snaps to your child, barely having time to snatch him into your arms as he jumps at you.
“What’s wrong, sweetpea?” You ask, checking him over for wounds. There was the telltale signs of teeth marks on his chubby little hands, the surrounding area a tiny bit pink. His cheeks wobbled with unshed tears as he sniffled into your neck.
“Did daddy get you again, baby?” You murmur to him, rocking your toddler. He lets out a pathetic sniffle as he plays with your hair.
“Mhm,” he whimpers pitifully. You roll your eyes slightly, knowing just how rough your husband can be. You know he doesn’t mean it, he just adores his baby and gets too riled up when playing.
“Shall mama tell daddy off?” You ask him quietly, holding his hand as you rubbed the soft skin. Your toddler thought for a minute before nodding his head. Katsuki’s blonde locks peeked round the corner, his muscular body following. His eyes widen and you can see the fear in his face when he figures out he’s been ratted on.
“You little snitch! You wanted to play hero’s and villains,” Katsuki grumbled as your son glares at him.
“Dada, it hurt!” He argues back. You have to try not to laugh as your two Bakugou’s bicker. Honestly, if you pitched your husbands voice down and blindfolded yourself, you wouldn’t be able to tell who was who.
“Mama, no laugh! Tell daddy off!” He pouts, cradling his ‘injured hand’. You wipe away your laughter and smile and try to glare at your husband. Katsuki was fighting for his life with his son, trying to excuse himself before stilling at your “glare”.
“Katsuki, what you did was wrong. He’s only little, you need to be more careful! Look at his hand,” you scold lightly. Katsuki didn’t even see the bite marks when he was playing with him.
“Shit, didn’t know I left a mark. You okay squirt? I’m sorry kid, daddy didn’t mean to nip you so hard,” his face slightly melts with guilt. His son’s hand was tiny in his own, as he lifted it to his lips and gave him a little kiss to make him feel better.
“Be caweful daddy, that weally hurt,” he sniffled. You nudge your son.
“Do you want to give daddy a hug? Show you’ve made up?” You murmur into his teeny ear. Your son nods as the tears begin again. Katsuki pulls his son close, kissing the side of his head as he sways with him for a bit.
“I’m sorry, kiddo. Daddy’ll be a lot more careful in the future,” he promised his son quietly. Your son sniffs and nods, wrapping his arms around his father’s neck. Katsuki kisses his son’s head as he settles down. Katsuki extends his arm to you, pulling you in for a family cuddle as your son repositions yourself.
“Have you learned your lesson sweetie?” You teasingly nudge your husband. Katsuki rolls his eyes, pulling you closer and kissing your cheek.
“Yeah yeah, no bitin’ the kid. Guess that means I have to bite you instead!” He lets out a grunt as he nips your cheek, eliciting a surprised squeal from you. You try to escape, cursing Katsuki’s inhuman grip on your waist. Laughter spills from you all, Katsuki adding some biting noises to wind you up.
Katsuki alternates between nipping and kissing you gently, your cheeks and neck getting slowly more covered in slobber as your son chortles away. Katsuki lets you breath as he slowly turns to his son. He catches on immediately, squeaking as his father starts to pretend to eat him.
He was super careful of his teeth this time, alternating between blowing raspberries and attacking him with his nose whilst making eating noises.
“Dada stop!” Your son cackles, squirming from his father’s devilish laughter.
“HAHAHA, NEVER!!” Katsuki declares, pulling you closer to alternate between you two. As the sound of your combined precious laughter filtered through his ears,
Katsuki couldn’t help his own laughter.
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officialabortive · 6 months
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Whenever Katsuki takes an extra long shift, leaving home at witching hours, he'll end up needing to be babied a bit once he comes dragging himself back through the door at sun fall.
He needs you to help slide off his gauntlets, placing them gently on to the hard wood floors as his head slumps to the side. Slowly pull him along down the hall and around the corner, guiding him to the bathroom where you turn on the shower to the temperature you know he likes and fetch him some clean clothes. Patting the spot on the mattress just adjacent to you when he waddles out of the well steamed bathroom, signaling to come sit. Take his towel from where it's draped over his lowly hung arms to help dry his dripping hair from where you sit behind him. Sooth him after a long day by repeatedly running your fingers across his scalp alongside the heavy cloth. Get him to slide up to the head of the bed once your done with the drying process, where his head automatically flops on your shoulder. His entire body limp as a ragdoll as you delicately massage his arms because of how sore they are after such extensive use earlier in the day. His eyes progressively drooping more, to the point only a sliver of his eyes can be seen from under heavy eyelids.
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pastelbakugou · 2 months
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I know I'm supposed to be working on the Kirishima hurt to comfort(psst! I finished it! You can read it Here) but this song came up on my playlist this morning, and all I could think of was this scenario😭
Thinking about you and Bakugou getting into another tiff for the umpteenth time that day.
You kept trying to reach out to him to comfort and validate his frustrations, but he was just so mentally and emotionally overwhelmed that every time you reached out, he'd act like a grumpy old cat, hissing curses at you and swatting your loving hands away.
After several minutes of him angrily banging things around as he got ready for a stupid meeting, he stormed out to the garage, getting into your car since his was in the shop. Once he started the car, the blue tooth automatically connected to your phone, playing whatever it was your were to listening inside of your shared home.
You groaned sadly from the bathroom closest when your phone stopped playing your music; a song you had specifically picked out to help you through these trying times with Bakugou Katsuki. You decided to wait to mess with it once you were done putting away the freshly cleaned towels.
Meanwhile, Katsuki thumped his head against the steering wheel of your car, his heart wrenching in his chest as he listened to the lyrics of the song,
"It's been a long time since I've felt the way that I do now
Like I need you but I don't know how
It's been a while since I smiled
And I meant it for all my heart
But the idea of leaving this behind, it tears me apart"
Tears gathered at the corners of his eyes as the realization of what an ass he had been to you finally came over him. You could definitely be pushy when it came to him opening up to you before he was ready, but he also knew that it came from a place of love.
"If this is love
Why does it break me down?
Why do you break me down?"
Salty beads rolled down his cheeks as he heaved a sob, all of the day's daunting tasks and frustrations pouring out of him all at once. He wanted so badly to open up to you, probably more than you wanted him to, but he there was some stupid psychological block that was holding him back.
"Kiss me now and remind me why
I ever wanted to make you mine"
Katsuki's quieted his sobs, straining his ears to listen to the rest of the song as he gritted his teeth in anger toward himself,
"And even though it hurts in this moment
I've always known it
You're the other half of my broken heart"
Kicking open the car door, not even bothering to turn the engine off, he rushed back into the house in search of you. He found you settled sweetly on the bathroom floor, sorting through the closest, reorganizing the bins, a defeated and sorrow filled expression pinched your brows together.
The hero rushed toward you, startling you while gaining your attention all at once as his boots thudded loudly against the floor. "B-Baby, I don't wanna fight-" You pleaded, holding out your arms in front of you as means to discourage him from starting another argument. Katsuki darted toward you, his knees thumping against the bathroom floor as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest.
You sat there, dumbfounded, slowly bringing your arms to rest against his back as he smooshed his tear dampened face into the crook of your neck. " 'm sorry." He apologized, nuzzling closer to you while tightening the embrace. You said nothing, simply rubbing the side of your cheek against his head, a display of forgiveness, but also showing you weren't ready to talk.
Katsuki huffed a small laugh in disbelief at how cheesy he knew he was about to sound, "Yer the other half 'f my broken heart." He whispered into your skin, placing a gentle kiss to your shoulder. Your lower lip wobbled as you realized where your music had started to play. Hiccupping you began to cry, your hands clutching onto his shirt as your buried your face into him.
"I love you." You whispered between sobs against his chest. "I know. I love you, too 'nd 'm sorry." The blonde sighed, more tears slipping from his own vermillion eyes a moment more. "Fuck the meetin'. 'm staying here w'th you." He grunted as your shifted your weight against him to peer up at his puffy wet eyes. You both froze as you heard a loud sound.
You erupted into laughter when you realized Katsuki had left the car running and it was now playing Super Freaky Girl by Nicki Minaj. "You should probably turn the car off first." You giggled against him, pressing a kiss to his collar bone before attempting to pull away from him to get up. Katsuki forcefully, but gently brought you back to rest against him again. "In a minute. I j'st wanna hold ya a little longer." You swooned, nuzzling against him, "Whatever you want."
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bbyseok · 8 months
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katsuki likes to touch your skin.
it’s a little trivial thing, some might say. this fact is so subtle that no one seems to notice it—not even you seem pick up on it. (or, at least, you don’t say anything about it.)
but.. it’s there if you really pay attention. he doesn’t seem entirely fond of pda, but his touch lingers whenever it does happen.
a simple brush of his lips against the skin of your temple—he likes seeing the crinkle in your forehead as he pulls away while you either smile or laugh at the action.
the way his knee presses against yours whilst occupying the seat or spot next to you. his hands might be occupied but his body is still touching yours in some way.
and when his hands aren’t occupied, your pinkie grazes his as you walk side by side, and the touch stays for a moment before the length of his finger slowly crawls over your palm, and then he’s grabbing your hand in his.
the urge to feel you isn’t something he realizes all the time. it’s more of a subconscious thing; his body feels the need to do so, so he does. not mindlessly, but… with a sense of comfort that he doesn’t really need to think to do it.
and that’s what’s happening right now at this very moment. you had just arrived home from running a few errands and hanging out with friends, with you closing the door with a nudge of your foot.
as you toe your shoes off, rambling to him about your day, bakugou’s eyes simply zone in on you. it takes him about three strides from his spot near the couch in order to stand in front of you.
you’re still talking, assuming he’s listening because really, he’s a good listener when he wants to be.
but right now? all he can focus on is you.
again, bakugou doesn’t even think as his hand moves upward. the calloused surface of his palm cups your cheek, and his thumb swipes over the space just under your eye with a tenderness that surprises even himself.
your breath catches and you fall quiet at his act. you take the time to really look at him.
“katsuki?” you peer up at him with those eyes and he swears you hold the universe in them. though, he’d never say that aloud. maybe one day—but not today. maybe some other time. “what’s up?”
“nothin’,” he says, a nonchalant tone to his voice but there’s a tinge of fondness hidden within. he huffs and glances away. “just something on your cheek, s’all.”
it’s the little things. he likes to touch your skin. and katsuki probably won’t admit that to you anytime soon.
but don’t worry, that’s alright.
he’s sure you already know when you reach up to his hand and hold it in yours to brush your lips over his knuckles.
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