Katsuki Bakugou X Reader

His lips curled around the shell of your outer ear, a small amount of pressure placed by his teeth as he jokingly bit it. A small chuckle, one so deep in his throat you couldn't recognize it to be his at first yet still gave you shivers down your spine and goosebumps sprawling. His arms wrapped around you like a sly snake, engulfing your body pulling it tight towards him to devour his prey, or rather play with it.

He left a small kiss up your neck and stopped where he was able to place his head beside yours leaving a small gap where your hair laid against his chartreuse bed linen. You couldn't figure anything else out but him and the bed, everything else was a blur of black and white, and even where the alarm sat perched was a blur. Speaking about the clock you couldn't work out anything, like it disappeared every time you'd glance back and forth at it.

'My angel.' he called softly, his voice deeper more of a grunt from what you remembered,

You shuffled around so the two of you were on the same page, staring at one another for ages as his hand reached under you chin. It was soft, stroking softly as his eyes softened, a yellowish haze took over them something you couldn't help staring at as you moved in to kiss him. It was softly and sweet, before he pulled away and let the silence sink in further, letting your bodies touch without force letting his hand swoon your body without having to say a word.

Yet you knew it was too good to be true...

It began to fade, he began to fade, it began further and further away until suddenly you opened your eyes to reveal the truth. In the darkness lurked the light seeping through from all angles of the bedroom. It was empty apart from your body thinly wrapped in the loose sheets. You struggled to even realise that the dream you had a much better romantic life than you did.

It was a struggle to even be at school, one class behind him. You sat in the second seat waiting for a chance to see him walk past the door or have something to do with the second hero class. You let your mind slip behind everyone else for a moment. You were still a teen, you had moments where nothing else mattered but a singular guy who didn't even notice you nor would even be able to remember your name. Yet there was a lot of people gunning for your spot, many people outside of U.A. gunning for it too so you had to have those moments those feelings somewhere else.

The door was suddenly knocked on, and while visitors weren't too unusual it still made everyone's eyes dart like as if god would soon walk in. Vlad King, opened the door and your heart skipped a beat and blood ran to your face. You tried not to stand out letting your eyes drift to the sheet in front of you and back every now and again.

He stood with Vlad king, before one of them broke the silence.

'Y/n,' you head shot up, 'Go with him and sort out your hero costumes.'

You stood up, almost stacking it out of the door. Following the 1st class boy out, watching the spikes of his hair slightly bounce with each stomp he took. You followed him in silence, trying to work out what to say with him yet you realised you got to the department class before you would have liked to and had no chance of speaking to him.

'Oi!' he shouted towards the costume design, they did both of your hero suits

He began to argue over things, little things. He argued that the fabric of the suit was worsening and as you leant against the bench when Ochaho left, he just continued on shouting at the poor development student. You stood silently agreeing with all the faults of the costume you had recently.

'The whole side of Y/n's costume tore easily-' it stuck out like a saw thumb,

He saw you traning?! Your face grew as you remembered a few days before training with Vlad King and all. The side of your costume burst and trying to hold on for what is left of your dignity and skimp away doing so. It was after school so he must have seen it, but what was he doing there?

'Bakugou, stop just let him do his thing!' Ochaco whined, she pulled him away,

After an apology by her, the designer said he would have them back in no time all three costumes. As for him, your heart still climbed to the top of your throat. He let out an annoyed groan and disappeared, letting your hopes for him to speak to you down as you and Ochaco walked in silence back to the classrooms.

'It's funny,' she began, 'I only new your costume ripped because we were there together to drop our uniforms off, how did Bakugou know? You too more than friends?' she raised her eyebrows giggling,

Your face went bright pink, your arms swaying in front of you trying to defencingly stop her from thinking anything more.

'No no, I don't know either.' you muttered.

'Hmm, he's weird. Probably likes you or something. I never heard him speak about anyone so strongly like that probably likes you.'

Your face went bright. Stopping it, you watched her disappear soon after, and you stopped in the middle of it. You turned around and leant against the door holding your heart. Could it be, your dream could come true? You gulped and shook it off for a coincidence yet it could happen?ย ย 

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