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╰┈➤ 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯.
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before you knew it, the days had elapsed similar to a blur, and it was finally friday.
after your dreadful morning at school, you eventually found yourself back at the dorm building. thankfully, under legal circumstances this time.
were you anxious to meet bakugou's classmates? without a doubt you were, simply because you had no idea what you were walking into.
would they be similar to him—as in fierce and full of attitude? or the complete opposite.
nevertheless, your worries seemed to vanish the minute you walked into the establishment, as you were greeted with four comforting faces, one to which you were well familiar with already.
the hothead, undeniably, appeared as though he'd rather be anywhere else than here.
currently, you were seated in between mina and the redhead that you had met previously, but only recently discovered his name to be kirishima.
settled ahead of you was sero and denki, and in the far corner, bakugou with his attention determinate on anything but the conversation before him.
thirty minutes had passed, but even then you managed to learn so much about the blond's comrades, gaining a deep fondness for each and every one of them.
they were humorous and charismatic, a favorable change of pace from your home and school life.
"glad we get to meet under civil circumstances this time." the sharp-toothed boy had remarked.
you nodded in agreement, internally writhing at the memories of your last encounter.
"you sneaking in here was badass though. i gotta hand it to you!" you returned eijiro's enthusiastic fist bump with a short cackle.
"honestly, that's just y/n. she gives no fucks." mina boasted with a sigh, brushing your shoulders off in mild praise.
"now hold on." you shook your head, hands flailing to dismiss the commend, "i was entirely shitting bricks the whole time. you guys mean business here."
"how did you and boom boy meet anyway?" denki asked out of curiosity.
"it's actually so stupid, but i got high one night and texted a random number out of pure boredom. long story short, it turned out to be bakugou and in order to literally save my life, i sent him food at like three am." you concluded, stealing a quick glance over at the blond who caught it.
you winked subtly, earning a sly grin from him.
"sounds like something katsuki would do. you know, threaten his way into a free meal. dude's got balls!" sero replied.
"and we're still waiting for yours to drop so shut your trap!" bakugou snapped back.
you were practically dumbstruck at his outburst, but more at the fact that nobody really reacted like you did. this led you to believe that this was most likely a daily occurrence.
"wait so is it official? what are you guys exactly?" kirishima questioned, picking at the invisible hairs on his chin in an investigative manner.
you were about to respond, but you were beat to it, and luckily at that. you still didn't have a definite answer to that yet.
"none of your damn business shit hair. that's what we are."
you rolled your eyes lightheartedly, somewhat expecting that retort from bakugou.
and just as you were about to interject with an apology for the blond's curt comebacks, you caught the eye of a familiar green haired boy along with another, glasses resting on the bridge of his nose as they strolled your way.
you waved jovially, instantly remembering the boy by his distinct features.
"oh! it's nice to see you again y/n, especially without the m-mask this time." izuku curtsied.
at this, the hothead grumbled incoherently.
"and i'm iida, class representative. nice to make your acquaintance!" the preppy boy beemed as he stuck his hand out.
"likewise good sir." you returned the gesture, hissing slightly at the way your knuckles cracked under his tight grip, "holy smokes." you tittered under your breath.
"anyways, i came to get kacchan, a-and of course to say hello to you too y/n! we have a training session with all might now."
"aw, just as we were getting into the juicy stuff too." mina exclaimed in disappointment.
on the other hand, as if he'd been waiting for this moment the minute you two sat down, bakugou was up on his feet in the blink of an eye, tugging you by your wrist to stand up as well.
"fantastic. i'll be ready in five minutes." he grunted in a sharp tone, dragging you down a hallway away from the gathered group.
"wait bakugou! you can't bring y/n into your dorm room!" a voice spoke out in an urgent manner.
the blond clicked his tongue and continued on his path without cease.
"what the fuck do you think we're gonna do in five minutes?! i'm good, but not that fucking good." he mumbled the last part, your face immediately heating up at the statement.
did he really just say that?!
nonetheless, it seemed to have resolved the issue as no further comment was made.
you then reached his dorm room and walked in following his guidance.
"couldn't wait to get me out of there, huh." you teased.
the boy scoffed, surfacing a faint smirk as he pushed you onto his bed.
"those assholes live to be in my business. it's exhausting."
"i'm sure they mean well, love." you shrugged, fighting back a yawn.
his breathing lapsed momentarily, ultimately dismissing your remark as he walked over to you.
"wait here." he ordered.
he grabbed a couple of items and disappeared behind a closet door.
you saluted in compliance, despite him not being able to see you. sighing, you slumped your body over and laid your head against his pillow.
you were seconds away from falling asleep as his scent—to which you made out to be of a woodsy and spicy nature, completely engulfed you.
however, the sight of bakugou emerging from his closet a few moments later dressed in his hero outfit completely revived you.
"oh shit." you ogled, earning a chuckle from the blond's upturned lips as he adjusted the sleeves on his top.
"close your mouth, fly trap." he mocked, snatching his gauntlets from off his desk.
you were impressed by the way he picked them up with ease, even more so at his chiseled muscles that were practically spilling out of his suit.
"i swear it looks even cooler in person."
as you get up to approach him, you wince at the throbbing sensation circling your lower body.
"what happened to you?" bakugou questioned, noticing your expression.
you brushed it off nonchalantly, capturing both of his gauntlets from his gasp once you reached him. "my sister and i were fighting over the last pop-tart yesterday," you slid one on and placed the other on the floor.
"and when i finally took it from her, she deadass pushed me down the stairs! now i have this fat ass bruise on my thigh." you explained, blowing out a gust of air.
you could tell he wanted to laugh, and you cautioned against it with a stern glare. rather, he drew you into his arms, wrapping you in a tight embrace. you looped your arms around his neck and continued to toy with his gauntlet from behind his figure.
"here?" you heard him mutter gruffly.
trailing his gloved hand down your outer thigh as the other lay flat across your lower back, you hum softly in negation, "other side."
he does the same to your opposite thigh, massaging the injured area with care.
you breathe out and shut your eyes momentarily in appeasement, nesting your face in the hollow of his neck.
if only the rest of the world knew that this is precisely how the hard-ass, katsuki bakugou, acted behind closed doors.
"personally, i wouldn't let that shit slide." the blond murmured into your shoulder.
"exactly why she's getting her ass beat when i see her again." you assured halfheartedly, basking in the sound of his laugh as he withdrew himself from your hold.
once bakugou retrieved his equipment from you, he made his way to the door.
you followed suit, watching as he turned to face you again. "you leaving out with me?"
failing to suppress another yawn, you rub your eyes lazily and shrug. "i'm pretty tired honestly, so i just might."
"or you could nap here. i'll just wake you up when i come back and walk you home." the hothead suggested, as if the entire situation was a 'no brainer'.
you hesitate, arching your brow in contemplation. "you sure that's okay? iida's already against me being in here with you."
"who four eyes?! it doesn't matter 'cuz he'll get over it." bakugou scoffed with shake of his head.
maybe it was a bad idea, but you agreed anyway.
"then sleep. i'll be back soon." pulling you towards him once more, he placed a quick kiss to your forehead, then to your lips subsequently.
"be careful." you smiled softly.
he then left, leaving you alone in the room.
doing exactly as he said, you fell dormant the instant you touched base with his bed.
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a/n
the fact that this
book is like 99%
fluff ☠️ yo imma
FEEN what can i
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