Chapter 8.

                                    

                                          
It's Sunday, but auntie has demanded I stay confined to my bed. No training, no weights, nothing, even though I'm fully healed she still wants me to "rest". 
I groan and roll over in bed grabbing my phone. 
Auntie
I've left out to grab some groceries, call me if you need me. 
Okay
If your bored why don't you have Bakugou come over. I'll make dinner too :)
Is this her idea of a joke. 
I bite my lip thinking about it. 
I did say I'll text him so we can watch marvel. Fuck it. 
Katsuki
Wanna come over? My aunt is making dinner. 
Why do I feel this way..
I threw my phone and screamed into my pillow. After about 30 seconds of me questioning my self worth and existence my phone pinged. 
Her cooking better be good. 
What just happened. 
It's spicy ramen tonight, are you okay with that?
I hope it's spicy enough. 
Bakugou is... coming over tonight... and I smell like ass mixed with shit.
I jumped out of bed and took a well needed shower. After telling my aunt Bakugou is coming over and he likes his food spicy too. 
I got out, threw on some basketball shorts and a wife-beater, both hugged my figure well. 
I cleaned up the house and by time I was done my aunt had came home. Just as we finished putting the groceries away and started prepping dinner there was a knock on the door. 
"Oh! I bet that's Bakugou!" She threw a smirk at me and headed for the door. 
Hardy har har 
I followed her to the door and when we opened it there was Bakugou, his mom who I've met before, and I'm guessing his dad. 
"Hi! It's so nice to meet you, I'm Ayaka's aunt. You can call me Akako." Ignoring their greetings and offering one of my own I pulled Bakugou to the kitchen only after barely ripping my eyes off him, he's wearing the same thing I am and it shows off his figure just as well.
"These are all the spices we're adding, will it be too hot for you? We can make a separate batch" he had a scowl on his face looking at the counter and I raised my brow. 
"No way in hell you can handle this much heat" I deadpan. 
BAKUGOU'S POV ~
This is how much if not more than the spices we add at home. What the fuck is this girl made of. 
she looks damn good too, her scars make her look like such a bad ass.