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last night, you had your very first sleepover with katsuki.
it was perfect. no snoring or sleep walking, no blanket hogging, and most importantly—no pro hero work pulling him away in the morning. the only thing that would’ve made it better, is some clarity.
you’re dating katsuki, but it’s not official—he’s not your boyfriend. you wonder if maybe, he’s just not that into you, or perhaps, he just doesn’t have the time. time—something he’s never had enough of, that has to be it, right?
your very first date, it was a two parter, because he was needed elsewhere mid mapo tofu. a few other dates after that were also cut short—maybe he thinks you just don’t know each other well enough yet? is it even possible for someone like him to think that way? whatever the reason, you need to know.
“morning katsuki,” you murmur, shuffling into the kitchen as you pull your sleeves up over your fists. you have a clear goal in mind—but he’s cooking, without a shirt, and suddenly your mission is ten times more difficult. is this what being a pro hero feels like?
“morning,” he mumbles back, glancing up briefly as you lean against the counter.
“what am i to you?” shit, how did that slip out? you could’ve sworn you asked how he slept.
“a fuckin’ headache,” he replies, sliding two glasses out of the cupboard and onto the counter. he opens the fridge, grabbing the carton of apple juice, and the carton of orange juice.
date three, part one—you had a heated debate over which is better, apple or orange. katsuki told you he doesn’t like to chew his damn beverages, and you told him that, believe it or not, they make orange juice without pulp. still, he went on about the bitterness, the acidity, and the horrid oj and toothpaste combo—yet here he is having both in his refrigerator—how odd.
“c’mon, i’m serious,” you urge, watching the liquids cascade into their respective cups.
“so ‘m i.” he nudges your glass towards you, bringing his own up to his lips and chugging it.
“but, i’m in your apartment,” you pause, noticing the way his face contorts into a full on sentence—one that reads yeah, no shit. “i slept in your bed with you, i’m wearing your shirt,” you continue, gesturing to the long sleeve currently swallowing you whole.
“you’re talkin’ my damn ear off too,” he breathes, wiping an arm over his mouth.
by date five, it was obvious that katsuki’s actions spoke louder than his words—which is impressive considering just how loud his words are. puddles lined the streets that evening, courtesy of the afternoon downpour. it was busy, drivers lost in their own little worlds as they drove past—and each and every time, katsuki would angle his body to the right just a bit. he cursed every last one of them who sped by, and he was absolutely miserable by the time you made it off the main roads but, at least you were dry.
“nevermind,” you say, sliding into a chair at the dining table. you’ve decided that, whatever this is—it’s good enough for you.
but it was on date one part two that katsuki knew you were it for him. after running out on you just three nights prior, he was glad you even showed up—but you went one step further. you sat there with that pretty smile on your face. no eye rolls, no guilt trips, and not a single snide remark or complaint. you even offered to pay for the meal—as if he would ever let you do such a thing, but he found it cute nonetheless. so, he owes you this.
“hey,” he barks, causing your head to snap up. the two plates he had set on the counter are full now, he must be done. “you’re mine.”
the look on your face must’ve said it all, because he’s choking back a laugh as he carries your plates over. you’re his? why did he blurt it out so casually? are you missing something?
“oh c’mon,” he huffs, plopping down in the seat next to you. he turns, trailing his eyes up and down your figure. “you slept on my damn side of the bed, in my fuckin’ shirt.”
he gave you this shirt—right before he told you to go wait in bed while he tidied up—how the hell were you supposed to know he has a specific side?
“don’t play dumb,” he pauses, scowl growing as he watches you reach for a piece of food with your bare hands. he grabs your wrist, ushering for you to let him roll your sleeves up—like hell he’s gonna sit back and watch you get his shirt dirty.
he folds the fabric with precision, biting the inside of his cheek in an attempt to hide his smile—but he just can’t.
“y’already know you’re mine.”
Magic Shop✨✨
This is the first chapter of my bakugo fic idea! I hope you enjoy 😊
Chapter 1: The Meeting
‘Wake up Y/N! I want to get watered already!!’
I groaned and rolled over, nuzzling my face deeper into my pillow, “Roses… shut up…” I mumbled and sighed in happiness at the sudden quietness.
“Darling?...” I hear my grandmother knock softly on the door, “I think the Roses are getting a bit restless downstairs.”
I sigh and roll out of bed and open my door, “I know. I’m coming, Grandma.”
“Okay! If you hurry up and finish watering them then by the time you're done breakfast should be ready!” I smile at the thought of Grandma’s delicious fluffy pancakes.
“I’ll be back in a jiffy!” I rush downstairs to the shop, hearing the succulents and flowers and bonsai trees happily greet me. Except, of course, the group of roses sitting in a pot next to the counter.
‘Why did you take so long to get down here? You know that we want to get watered at the same time everyday!’ I pout at their words, grabbing the watering can and filling it up in the sink behind the counter.
“I was watching anime last night…”
‘And let me guess… you were also reading fan fiction of you and that anime character you like. Uhm… *(f/a/c)?’
“Yeah…” I start to water the roses as it sighs in happiness.
‘That’s pretty sad y’know. You need a boyfriend. Or friends at least.’
“Why have friends when I just have you all?’ I hear some of the pink carnations reply quickly, ‘We do love you hun but you need human friends. We won’t be here all the time, y’know.’
“And people will? You know how untrustworthy they are. Saying things behind your back… bullying you for your quirk…” I sigh and walk over to other plants to water them.
“I know I need friends but… just, give me some time. Ok?”
‘Alright sweetly.’ The pink carnations say with a bit of concern as I put down the watering can and make my way back upstairs.
“I’m done watering the plants for now.” I sit at the table as my grandma smiles, “Were you watching anime again last night?”
“...No?” I smile sheepishly as she laughs.
“Well, I’m just upset you didn’t let me watch it with you. I love fangirling over (f/a/c) with you! They’re so adorable!” Grandpa grunts jealously as grandma kisses his cheek, “Yes, yes, you’re adorable too honey.”
“I’m not adorable! You know, back in my day everyone feared me! I was the strongest at my school!”
“Yes of course.” Grandma smiles as I laugh.
“Are you ever going to bring friends over though? You need-“
“I need human friends. I know Grandma…” She sighs and shakes her head, plopping down at the table and shoving a piece of bacon in her mouth, “I’m just trying to look out for you hun. But you’ll get there on your own time. Do you have any appointments to do today?”
“Not too many. I think today won’t be too busy.” She nods, “Alright!”
~Time Skip till 6~
I just closed down the shop and was dreamig of plopping down on my bed as my Grandma calls out to me, “Sweetie! Can you go to the store for me? I need some more chives, soy sauce, and some of those yummy chips you like so much. They looked really good. You can get some candy too if you like.” She hands me enough money as I sigh and nod.
“Alright Grandma!” I run downstairs and grab my reusable bag and exit the store. I plug in my headphones and hum to the music as I get closer to the store.
“I hope they have a sale on *(f/c)...” I look through the aisles and grab the chives and soy sauce, pouting when I can’t find my delicious candy.
“Of course they don’t have my candy but they have plenty of the chips…” I mumble as I grab the chips, walking and paying for my groceries.
“It sure did get dark quick…” I look up, noticing the sun has already set, quickening my pace.
“Don’t get mugged… don’t get mugged… don’t get mugged… don’t get- Eep!” I was quickly cut off as I was pulled into a dark alley and pushed against the wall.
“Give me all your money!” I felt a knife being pushed up against my abdomen, looking up at the person, noticing they had some sort of quirk having to do with metal because of their metallic skin.
“I-I only have coins left! It’s not really useful…” They scowl angrily, “I’m sure you have something more useful then!”
“I-I don’t!”
“Then I guess-“
“OI!” A rough voice cuts them off, hearing someone stomp over as well as sharp popping and crackling.
“Asshole! Put em down or I’ll beat your ass so bad you’ll wish you were dead!” The person walks into the light, seeing sharp red eyes and spiky blonde hair.
“Ya hear me?!” The crackling sound coming from their palms starts to grow louder as the explosions grow bigger. The attacker doesn’t move before the boy does, pulling him away and attacking him. Of course, I fell to the ground and curled up, weeds starting to grow around me as I anxiously went into fetal position.
I hear more thuds and punches being dealt before a final and loud thud occurs.
“Oi, bitch.” I slowly look up at the boy before looking beside him to see the attacker.
“Huh…” I stand up and brush my pants before picking up my bag and inspecting the things inside.
“Thank you… well I must be going-“
“You’re a pretty useless bitch arent ya? Must have a useless ass quirk if you can’t defeat someone as weak as him. Or are you a quirkcless bitch?” I frown at his accusing and crude tone.
“No I have a quirk. It’s just pretty useless when it comes to fighting.” I turn around and continue to walk back to the shop, this time having a better sense of my surroundings. I then start to notice familiar footsteps following me and I turn around, seeing the boy again.
“Can I… help you?”
“Hah?! I’m waking your weak ass back to wherever you came from! I don’t want to get blamed for not protecting someone as weak as yourself. Fucking bitch…” he mumbled be last part to himself and I sigh.
“Can you at least call me (L/N) instead of bitch? That’s pretty rude of someone, especially if you want to be a hero.”
“I’m Bakugou Katsuki, future number 1 hero! You better look who you’re talking to bitch. You’ll be groveling at my feet once you realize that!” I roll my eyes and continue to walk, ignoring him.
“OI! Don’t ignore me bitch!” I continue to ignore him, hearing him growl.
“What are you, some dog? Stop growling.” I finally stop once I arrive at my shop.
“(L/N)’s Blooming Florals? You live here or some shit?”
“Yes in fact, I do. Well, thanks for walking me back Bakagou.”
“Who’re you calling-! Whatever. Just shop in the mornings ya weak bitch.” He grumbles and walks away as I giggle slightly, walking into the shop.
‘Ooh~ (Y/N)’s smiling! Did you see a cute boy??’
“Hm~ Yeah. I guess you can say that.”
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That’s it for chapter 1! I’ll try to post a chapter a week, maybe 2 chapters we’ll see.
Thanks for reading💜
(F/a/c): favorite anime character
(F/c): favorite candy
Link to the fanfic idea: https://sir-knight-slytherdor.tumblr.com/post/625745464346771456/ok-so-i-have-a-bakugo-fic-idea
Minors DNI 🔞 ~ I’m a scaredy cat, but even I won’t deny a bike does something for me..
Biker!Bakugo who looks criminally good with his riding gear on — all custom leather, discreetly based on his hero costume, and fitted to the nines; all with a custom helmet to match.
Biker!Bakugo who makes you pass his interrogation safety test before he would even let you sit on the bike, let alone take you out on a ride.
Biker!Bakugo that upgrades you from passenger princess to what he’d dubbed “his little backpack” when he lets you ride with him the first time.
Biker!Bakugo that refuses to admit how much he loves seeing you on his bike until you surprise him with a few special pictures for his birthday.
Biker!Bakugo that buys you a custom helmet in your style, but still hides his Dynamight logo somewhere in the design.
Biker!Bakugo that has to fight for both of your lives when you decide to make a move, and rub him through his jeans while you’re riding behind him.
Biker!Bakugo who makes you promise to never do something dangerous like that while you’re riding together, but can’t stop the amused grin threatening to tug at his lips.