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Not like you cared, really, but the little shit that always had to poke out every time she was in the same room as you decided to finally show up, making you wave and send her a wink. Isnt that right, Bakugou? The apologetic and almost pleading voice of his blond friend, if he ever was going to call him that anymore, just made him bare his teeth. Yeah, he didnt mind at all as long as its with her. word count: 4.5K rating: everyone. I took Bakugou-san by surprise. She excused his behavior to Ashido, which then suggested they should eat lunch together sometimes to make up for the trouble after apologizing in his behalf. No more pranks on Bakugou. He dragged you away, maybe to have the privacy to murder you in peace, but your common sense kicked in and you came back from the land of the mortified. call him your good boy, and the boys gonna be stupidly hard within seconds, he has sensitive nipples this really shouldnt be a surprise to anyone tbh. Whatll happen is hell take it out on the rest of us and itll be a bloodbath! He nervously rubs the back of his neck while mumbling, My throat never looks good post-Baku-strangle. The phrase mystifies you. Seriously, teach me. Now what? In all honesty, I hope you like it! But not for long because he grabbed your hand and started dragging you towards his table. So, they just didnt care about each other. Hah? Legs almost gave up too if it werent for his iron grip holding you still. But still wants to be a hero. Oh, youre trying to avoid that now? Fuck. Silence; the hallway was now filled with silence as he boiled in his own anger and as you raised your brows in confusion. He gave her a scowl, trying to take his arm out of her grip but she scratched him in place with her tiny rat hands. he locks eyes with them over your shoulder, dark and daunting, and makes his intentions very clear. Not even close. Keep that thing away from me. Smooth one, bro. of course your match would be katsuki bakugo. of course, of course. Your hand was still in his, gripped harshly as he still hasnt noticed its still there. Off.. he tries to end the interaction as quickly as possible, firmly introduces himself as your boyfriend and pins them with a heavy glare. Browse Browse Paid Stories Editor's Picks The Wattys Adventure Contemporary Lit Diverse Lit Fanfiction Fantasy Historical Fiction Horror Humor LGBTQ+ Mystery New Adult Non-Fiction The doors behind your chair slam open loudly and you take a deep breath before popping up and taking on a solemn face. Both of you were pretty well known to be very good friends, and as much as you hated to admit it, you were both quite the social pariahs too. And now you knew for a fact you were stuck with him. She came to class giggling like an idiot saying shes got a plan. You made a face into the distance, remembering your classmates obnoxious squeal. Im always going to be here and I cook 'cause I like it. A/N: Theres no shortage of Bakugou ideas in my brain, I swear. Life was great. But you werent cruel, and you didnt want to lose the warmth by your side at night. Bakugou x reader | WEBTOON whenever he sees you and someone else talking, laughing, he gets all quiet. The actual tragedy was seeing her face every day. A/N: You get amnesia. With a groan and a very audible neck crack, he threw the keys in the bowl by the entrance and spotted you on the couch. And now this image of you [red faced, rice on your cheek, pouty mouth, pleading eyes] was added to that said mental presentation.