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You didn’t wanna go to this party, you hate parties. It’s too loud and everywhere you look hands are down pants and it’s stuffy.
You stick close to your classmate, Mina Ashido, your desk buddy in your chemistry class who had invited you. Her bubbly personality made it almost impossible to say no. So when she showed up at your dorm in a hot pink tiger print two piece suddenly all you felt was regret.
“There’s actually no way that I’m letting you leave looking like… well that- no offense or anything!” Her hands waved in front of her fast as she made her way through the door.
You looked down at your graphic t-shirt and ripped jeans, you thought this was fine but apparently not.
“Okayyyyy… take this-“ she throws a green shirt you didn’t even know you owned for you to catch “oh! That’s so cute, and this!” A pair of jeans shorts you weren’t even sure could be classified as pants landed in your arms as well.
“Ok! Go change, hurry I don’t wanna be late” She sat down on your bed and pulled out her phone.
You trudged over to the shared bathroom that split your dorm room and started getting ready all over again. You pull the green tank top over your head, it’s sage green and silk. The straps skinny while the back and front hang low, almost making you consider going braless.
With uncertainty you pull the shorts on and almost laugh at how comically short they are. The frayed ends barely cover your upper thigh and the lowrise on the tag seems like a scam with how low they really are.
“Uhh… Mina I-I’m not sure about this?” You say pulling your curly hair to one side and step out.
She looks up and her jaw drops, “Ah hell naw- you’re wearing that babe! With all the baggy clothes you hide behind I almost never wanna see you ina t-shirt ever again” She stands up and rushes over to you fully admiring the clothes she picked and rearranging things.
You fidget with the necklace you always wear and decide it can’t be that bad. She talks your ear off about how Kirishima better give her the best valentines gift of her life because he used her good shampoo. You finish tying up your converse and follow her out the door.
Before you know it the smell of dangerous alcoholic concoctions and loud music fill your senses. She links her arm in yours and drags you inside, “C’mon help me grab drinks and I’ll intoduce you to my friends and Kiri!”
You laugh at her antics and start pouring things into cups. You follow her through the crowd holding at least four cups. She stops and you hear loud voices ring out with greetings.
“Minaaaa!”
“Okayy life of the party has arrived”
“You look very nice today.”
“My god will you Idiots shut up! Louder than this whole party”
Minds pulls you besides her rolling her eyes, “oh shut it you hothead- meet y/n!!” Her smile takes over her whole face and you wave shyly.
Once again the greetings start again, A guy with yellow hair introduces him and his boyfriend “I’m Denki and this is Shinso, he’s not a big talker” Shinso waves at you.
Then a guy with black hair sitting next to someone with a split dye speaks up, “I’m Sero and this is Todoroki, he’s also not much of a talker”
Todoroki waves, “Very nice to meet you” His words are bland but he seems genuine so you return the wave.
Then Mina gets giddy and starts firing off at the mouth, “ok ok, I have been waiting for months for this butttt-“ She yanks the guy with spiky red hair over “this is the Infamous Kirishima! Now you have a face for all the stories I tell you” she says with a giggle and you start to laugh at his horrified face.
The last guy straight up stares daggers into you and suddenly you feel fine not meeting everybody but Mina simply doesn’t stand for it.
“This angry pomeranian is Bakugou, promise his bark is worse than his bite..” She whispers the last part at you and you can’t help but giggle with her.
With introductions over you find a place next to Mina and try to enjoy yourself.
“Where’d Pinkie find you?” The gruff blonde says to you.
“Oh- uh we’re in chemistry together, lab partners” You wrap your arms around your waist, still feeling a tad exposed.
He looks you up and down, eyes not missing a single detail. “Lemme guess. Mina dressed you up?” His mouth forms a smirk before taking a sip out of one of the cup she made you carry over.
“How’d ya know” You say sarcastically but a chuckle escapes your lips. You both laugh and everything feels quieter for a second.
“Y/n! Come dance puhleseeee” She pulls you up and you can’t help but follow. You feel eyes follow you and suddenly everything you do feels like performance. You let the alcohol take over and actually have fun.
Then that all comes crashing down and you remember just why you hate parties. The crowd pushes closer, basically suffocating. A couple bumps into you and you swear his hand was all the way in her shirt. Someones drink splashes on the floor and everyone around is slipping making the bumping even worse.
“Uh Mina?” You try to get her attention very desperately trying to escape the crowd but the music is too loud. You try to reach her but the crowd splits you up.
You try your best to escape when you feel an arm grab you.
“Hey what the fu-“
“Can it wimp, you look like you’re about to have a panic attack” Bakugou pull you to the side, right in front of him. The proximity makes the room feel hotter.
“Fuckin follow me” He grabs your hand and drags you out of the house and into the back yard.
Theres a small bonfire with barely anybody outside. You sit next to each other in silence. The air is warm and the breeze makes the silence feel comfortable.
“So.. what’s your major?” You tuck some coils behind your ear and look over at him.
He looks over to meet your eyes, leaning back on his hands. “English with a minor in music, you?”
“Didn’t expect the music to be a thing,” you giggle but stifle it when you find his firey eyes glare at you “s-sorry”
You compose yourself and sit up strighter, “Psychology and Forensics”
“Damn, double major?” His sentences are short but something tells you he’s genuine about his curiosity.
“Yep” you say popping the p
“Excuse me miss over acheiver, the fuck are you at a party for then? Do you not have some albert enstein test to study for” You roll your eyes at his teasing smirk and shove him lightly.
“Har har, what? Upset a girl has more credentials than you?” You decide to test the waters.
He side eyes you hard and you bust out laughing, “shit’s not fuckin funny, keep messing with me and you’ll regret that shit.” He sits up and crosses his arms.
“Y-yeah like what!” You say through giggles.
Suddenly he’s right and not shit is funny. His hand slides up your cheek until it cradles the side of your face. Your humor and voice is stuck in your throat and you can feel your face go red.
“What? Cat caught your tongue..?” His voice is low and sultry. He laughs and moves his hand. You stare at him flushed from head to toe.
“Oh you asshole- that was so not funny. I barely even know you and- and you pull that shi-“ You start and angry ramble but he cuts you off.
“Then get to know me.” His tone is serious and his face is relaxed. Your eyes lock and it’s like a silent conversation between the two of you.
The alcohol had worn off so the nerves kick back in but you can hear the gears turning in his head, “what?”
He doesn’t answer you, he just pulls you in again until his lips are on yours.
“Can I kiss you?”
“Please”
And like that, the bomb was ignited destined to go off. The only question was when?
You sit down in your chemistry class, today a three hour lab is scheduled and the only energy you had left was put into throwing on sweats and a hoodie.
You take a swig of your energy drink and start laying out your papers. You absentmindedly chew on the end of your pencil and twist your hair when you feel you phone go off.
You opt to ignore it trying to make sure all the data is correct but then it starts buzzing like crazy and you start to get stares. With a heavy sigh you pick it up.
(405) XXX-XXXX: hello?
(405) XXX-XXXX: Ong if this phone number is fake
(405) XXX-XXXX: Bro wtf
(405) XXX-XXXX: H
(405) XXX-XXXX: E
(405) XXX-XXXX: L
(405) XXX-XXXX: L
(405) XXX-XXXX: O
Me: Holy shit will you chill?
Me: I’m in class man also u cldnt have done this last night?
(405) XXX-XXXX: Wow look who finally gave me the time of day
(405) XXX-XXXX: Im soooo honored
Me: youre a dick
Me: all those txs were sent within TWO MINUTES of each other bru
Me: at least give me a second to change your name
(405) XXX-XXXX: I dont have a name just automatically programmed into your phone…
(405) XXX-XXXX: Shame
Me: youre so dramatic
Bakugo: Me? Never
Me: whatever I have class because
Me: yk
Me: i’m a decorated insomniac
Bakugo: Whatever loser just tell me when ur class is over
Me: aye aye captin
Bakugo: *captain
Me: fuck off
“Oooooo who are you textingggggg is it…. Bakubro?” Minas voice scared you half to death.
“Fu- Mina please.. I need a heart to live” You slam your phone down and grab your chest.
“Oh don’t even! I saw you and Bakugo leave mid party” She sits down on the stool next to you and gets her own papers out.
“I- it was literally nothing I just got overwhelmed and he happened to be going outside too” You fidget with your pencil and tuck your hair behind your face.
“Riiight… so Sero didn’t see yall makin out by the bon fire” She says with way too much glee in her voice.
“I- it listen-“ She cuts you off with a gasp.
“Oh my god wait. This is so perfect, finally another girl in the group!!” She grabs your shoulders and shakes them. You giggle together and fill her in on the night. You told her how he drove you home and walked you to your dorm, swinging connected hands the whole way there. Then how he pulled you in like fine china and kissed you so sweetly that you swear you have a cavity.
When the lab start you both lock in but crack jokes every here and there.
You walk back to your dorm exhausted and drained. You have never done so much math in your entire achademic career.
You step off the elevator and drag yourself to your dorm. You stop in front of your door and rummage through your pocket when you feel an arm wrap around your waist.
You jump and almost push the person away when cinnamon and cedar infiltrate your senses.
“What is up with you people and scaring me?” You smirk tiredly and turn around. He rests a hand on your hip and chuckles.
“Oh you’ll persevere, how was class?” He leans against the wall by your door and drops his hand.
“Tired, so so so much math..” You groan and rest your head against your door. He chuckles and takes your keys from your hand.
You go to argue but your door is open and he’s taking your bag from you before any words come out.
“Shit- you carrying house building supplies in this bitch?” He looks at you lowkey scared.
You walk in and be follows behind while you laugh. “It’s all textbooks, notes and all that fun junk.”
He hands you the bag and you take it to set it down like it’s the lightest thing in the world. You collapse onto your bed ready to pass out when your mattress dips.
“The gang wanted to get dinner, feel up to it or should I fuck off?” He chuckles at the look your throw his way. Despite you just meeting the day before everything feels so easy, so natural and you don’t mind him in your dorm or on your bed or in your space.
“Where” my words muffled since my face is in my pillows.
“Ramen place by the bookstore?” He runs a hand through his hair and you roll over onto your back.
“Ehhh why not I don’t think I’ve eaten all day actually…” You shift your gaze over to him playfully.
He hits you with a ‘be so fr rn’ look and you scramble to get away from him but you barely get up before he’s got you pinned.
He starts tickling you mercilessly and lecturing you for your unhealthy habits. You put up a fight and win.
“O-ok if you ACTUALLY wanna go- STOP WAIT” You finally escape his grasp, “let me change holy shit!” You both laugh as he sits down and you guess is texting his friends. You just change your shirt and walk out, fixing your hair so it’s not as frizzy.
He slides his phone into his pocket as soon as you walk out of the bathroom.
“Lets get movin’ your slow ass is gonna make us late” He grabs your hand and rushes you out but you just roll your eyes, accepting your fate.
You get to the restaurant and sit down across from Mina of course. You definitely don’t miss the look she gives you before stifling a chuckle and starting a real conversation.
You have fun eating and joking with everybody, almost dying after trying Bakugous level 10 spicy ramen. To be fair both Sero and Kiri warned you but he gave you a challenge and his competitiveness was rubbing off on you.
Everybody says their goodbyes and the two of you walk to his car together.
“Wanna come chill at mine for a little? Shitty hair will be with pinkie and I doubt Tape face or Pikachu will be there tonight.” The atmosphere feels scary and dangerous, like you should say no but the way his hand slides comfortably into yours makes you melt.
“Why not? I don’t have any classes tomorrow..” You smile and genuinely feel happy. Everythings been good and honestly it’s scary but you try not to think about it. Especially when you get into his car and Head Over Heels starts playing faintly, his hand resting instinctively on your thigh.
When the two of you get to his apartment just a little off campus laughing at hyenas everything again feels like a dream.
You walk into his room and take the chance to get a feel for who he really is. His bed is neutral and comfy looking, posters from favorite bands and a superhero show “AllMight” cover the walls along with pictures and other keepsakes.
He has a desk next to his bed and two guitars displayed at the head of his bed against the wall, one acoustic and the other electric.
He has a music collection of mainly vinyl’s on the oposing wall near his dresser. You walk over to his collection and squat down, mainly 80s but there something from almost every genre.
“Didn’t take you as a stalker,” he leans against his door way over at you “having fun?”
You stand up and meet him in the middle of his room.
”eh could’ve been cooler” You tease and try to hide how giddy he makes you feel when he pulls you in by your waist playfully attacking you with affection.
You break from the interaction and he walks over to his music, filtering through his cds and vinyls. He picks something up and takes the cd out of it’s case.
“What’s that?” You ask plopping onto his bed.
“Oh, you’ll see” The tone is menacing but you just sit back and shut up. Just before he turns away the beginning of Out of Touch starts playing.
“Such an old head, anyone else would’ve guessed hard metal or something” You giggle and lay back as he walks over to join you. “Not cheesy 80s love songs”
“What can I say?” He lays next to you, faces inches apart. “Guess I just got play like that-“
You scoff at him and punch his shoulder playfully. He cackles at that and rests a hand on your cheek. Time stops and the only thing you can focus on is your body calming down. Your face reduces to a small smile and you simply stare into each others eyes.
His eyes flick to your lips and you stifle a laugh before leaning in. Lips meet lips and it’s like you lit a sparkler on your face. You prop yourself up so you’re leaning over him still kissing.
It’s sweet and there’s no rush but you can feel yourself getting needy. Bakugou wouldn’t have been the first person you’ve been with but something about him felt… different. It all felt like you’ve been doing this for years.
Like the way his hand moves to the back of your neck was practiced. How he pulls little gasps out of you like you’re the final and he’s studied your body, passed the class just to retake the course all over again.
He pulls you all the way ontop of him, both your things straddling his hips. The kiss becomes more needy, tongues find their way to each other and the fight begins.
It only stops when you’re both gasping for air, he makes quick work of keeping you right where he wants you. His lips trace your skin, eager to be known.
His hands hold your waist steadily, giving you the option to get up but the second you allow yourself to sit in his lap he gets the message.
With one quick motion, he’s ontop and kneeling inbetween your legs. Mouth biting and finding all the way to hear the noises that contently leave your mouth.
He moves away and as embarrassing it is to admit, your body aches to follow him. “You sure about this?” His voice is rough and for a second the only thing you can think of his how amazing his hands feel on you right now.
“Y-yea. Yes I am sure. Very sure” You smile and pull him back down. He starts pulling his leather jacket off, keeping his lips on you.
The touches get frantic like you’ve been stuck in a desert for months- no years and he’s fresh rainfall.
Clothes find their way off, discarded until your both left in only your underwear. You reposition yourselves so you’re laying with your head at the head of his bed.
“God you’re so beautiful” His voice is more of a growl as his kisses travel, crimson eyes looking up at you through lush lashes.
His lips explore your neck, leaving its marks before moving. He gets to your chest and admires the way its rises and falls from lust. Hands moving the cloth and burrying themselves underneath.
You gasp as the warm suddenly enveloping you, his face morphs into something more entertained.
“Bakugou.. don’t tease..” Your words come out desperate and breathy. You feel him huff near your stomach and before you can truly react his lips touch the delicate skin on your tighs. His hands messaging your hips.
Just before you complain again, pleasure takes over. You catch his gaze as he burries his face inbetween you. You don’t even realize your underwear has been discarded when your back arches and you hand flies to his hair.
“F-fuck-“ You want to keep watching him but this obviously isn’t his first time and he’s learning your buttons fast.
Right when you think it can’t get better he adds his fingers and stars etch themselves into your vision. His groans mix with the pleasure he’s delivering and your legs start closing around his head.
You don’t even get a chance to catch your breath when you’re coming, completely undone just from him.
He lets you come down gently and slowly works you through one of the best orgasms in your life. He sits up and licks his lips before leaning down and stealing your lips into another kiss.
“Bak-“ You start to say when he breaks the kiss to grab a condom.
“Katsuki,” he corrects before looking at you out of the side of his eye, “I’m about to be inside of you and it would be weird to hear you screaming my surname” His eyes are low and you can’t help but moan at his cockiness.
He chuckles and slides his underwear off, fuck.
“I have faith- trust me, but y- dude I don’t think that’ll fit at all..” You stare at his size hungrily. He climbes over to you and traces his hands over your body, admiring and memorizing.
“Well, why don’t we just see?” His lips find yours and his hand run down your arms to your hands, then back up until both your hands are pinned above your head. He holds both your wrists with one hand and slides the condom over him.
Just when you go to complain about him making you wait his hover right by your ear, “am I making you forget your name or only remember mine?”
Fuck why is he so good at this? You groan and try to pull your hands away but the fact youre out of control only makes you more turned on.
“Make me only remember yours, ruin me Katsuki” That flips a switch because with a snap of his hips he’s burried deep inside of you and the stretch makes you scream.
Moans mix with groans and you give him the go ahead to move, big mistake on your part. He lets your hands go and grips your hips hard enough to leave hand prints.
Your mind is already going fuzzy seeing him above you, ramming into you. His muscles present when he thrusts and the way his eyes look into yours, his face turning into a snarl when you can’t help but let your eyes roll back into your head.
Just when you think maybe you can stay conscious for this, he moves one of your legs over his shoulder and folds you. The moment he leans, you’re mind is wrecked.
“Fu- Katsuki!” You’re absolutely defenseless underneath him, the only sound escaping you are broken moans and his name. You wrap your arms around his shoulders trying to find a way to ground yourself but its futile.
He picks up a pillow and slides it underneath your lower back. Your hands move to claw at his back, gasping and on the ledge.
“G-gona cu- closeclowse” You know your words are jumbled and a complete mess but right now? Nothing else but him matters.
Sweat drips down his face and a free hand moves to rub your clit, the overstimulation sending you reeling over the edge. You cum hard and fast, you arch into him gasping. You hear jumbled curses and Katsuki’s thrusts become scrambled.
You feel the condom fill and he lowers himself slightly, his forehead resting on yours as he lays kisses anywhere he can reach.
You both let yourselves come down, the high still rushing through you despite your orgasm being over.
“I’m gonna pull out now m’kay?” He pants out and you nod tiredly. He does as he says and you can’t help but groan, definitely going to be sore tomorrow.
He ties up the used condom and throws it away, slowly getting up and stretching out his muscles. You move the pillow from under your back and watch as he going through a door just outside his room.
He returns to you and wipes you off gently, soft kisses placed on your forehead. He looks at you gently, “want a bath? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” You nod but giggle a little once you sit up.
“You might have to carry me” He looks at you shyly and picks you up princess style and carries you to the bathroom.
You spend the night that night, wrapped in his arms and in his clothes. Everything feels amazing and the fact you don’t have class gives you hope that you can spend the whole day tomorrow, hopefully even talking about what you two are.
When you wake up he’s awake and in the middle of getting dressed.
“Well good morning to me..” You say softly with a sleepy smile. You stretch and when your eyes open again he’s walking towards you pulling one of his form fitting shirts on.
“Again with the stalking” He says roughly but theres no edge. His mouth molds into a smile when he crouches in front of you.
“Oh you don’t mind..” You return the smile when he leans in for a soft kiss, there’s no rush or lust. Its a simple adoring kiss.
He makes you breakfast and you spend the day with him, lazying around his apartment. His mom even calls and demands to meet you, arguing with the blonde despite her sweet tone with you. The entire day so domestic you completely forget your plan to put a title of who you are to him.
When the sun sets and it starts to get late he walks you to your dorm and kisses you goodnight.
This becomes your new routine, the days you don’t have class you sleep over, have sex on the occasion and slowly find yourself leaving remnants of yourself within his room.
Your dirty clothes mixed with his, hair product on his dresser, shoes integrated with the others and staple items that are very obviously you.
One night he takes you out, an extravagant treat for broke college students. He never calls it a date but you hope tonight is the night. Tonight will be the night he asks the burning question Mina bugs you about almost daily.
‘Will you be my girlfriend?’ It shouldn’t sound like a long lost dream and maybe he already sees whatever the two of you have going on as just that.
The “date” goes like usual, banter and jokes that lead back to his apartment. That end with him buried inside of you while you moan his name completely fucked out.
After the by the book aftercare he lays down with you but his arms don’t wrap around you like they usually do. You chop it up to exhaustion and hope that when you wake up, you’ll still be in his arms.
Of course, hope is for idiots and losers because when you wake up. He’s gone and there’s a note next to your phone charging on his bedside table.
‘Had class and won’t be back till late, text me when you get back to your dorm’
The coldness of the short hand makes your chest twist but you push it down and collect your clothes from his floor making sure to grab the rest of your things. It almost feels like a walk of shame but again, maybe today is just an off day.
You never did ask if he had class yesterday but- it’s whatever it’s real obvious he likes you so you try not to overthink it while you wait for the bus not wanting to walk.
You get to your dorm and slide into more comfortable clothes, maybe he just wants to stay quiet about this? He doesn’t seem like the public type about this stuff so you restrain from telling Mina.
With a simple ‘home :)’ text you plug your phone up and go back to sleep, it is your day off and you’re still very sore after all.
When you finally open your groggy eyes and check the time your phone is completely dry and it’s almost mid afternoon. You try to not let it go to your head and just send a text.
Me: hey! Wanna hang after class? There’s this boba shop downtown that looks good
You try to push down the feeling of dread that bubbles up into your stomach and get ready for the rest of the day.
After you’re presentable you go back to your phone. Nothing. You set it down trying to keep yourself from going crazy checking it every other minute.
Still nothing
“Ok.. maybe he’s just busy?” You say it out loud but nobody’s there to feed into your delusions. Just as you go to see if he even read it he responds and now you definitely feel like an idiot.
Baku: busy 2day, rain check?
Me: ofc just let me know when you’re free
It’s getting close to spring break and people are having test left and right so this is fine and everythings fine and now is definitely not the time to be completely in your head.
Weeks go by, only quick conversations over text or simple calls after long days have been exchanged. A couple of times a bouquet of flowers hang around your door and suddenly it all seems fine.
The first time you truly think you need to stand up is on your way to Mina’s dorm to study after a particularly hard lab.
“I just- UGH Mina I don’t get him? One second everything is fine and I think he’s going to ask me to be his girlfriend and the next? It’s only speaking in passing and mystery flowers for weeks.” You ramble, almost dropping the books in your hands. Minas face scrunches up in confusion. This is one of the first time you’ve truly allowed yourself to talk about it to her other than ‘were doing good! Just busy’.
“Wait, you two haven’t even SEEN each other is almost three weeks?” Her head whips around completely baffled.
“Wha- uh yeah? He said he’s got essays and test back to back?” Your composure on the outside is strong but lord knows on the inside you feel like you’re suffocating.
“But- wait ok he was with us yesterday for our weekly wednesday watch parties? He said you keep blowing him off after yall… hooked up..” Her voice gets softer and lower. You can’t help but stop in your tracks and stare at her with wide eyes.
“He- he just told everybody that? Like all of you guys?” Your facade is cracking and you don’t care if she sees anymore.
“I’m so sorry sweetie, if I had known he was being a dick I would’ve told him off! H- ugh this is so bad.. he gave Kiri, Sero and Kami like all the details. I was in the other room so I didn’t hear everything but it wasn’t exactly… mature?” She says cringing herself while moving to put a hand on your elbow, soft and comforting. You feel your stomach drop, never in a million fucking years would you think Bakugou Katsuki would be one to bang and brag. Never.
“So you just know it all? And what, I’m the loser for trying to keep him around?” Your head is a mix of emotions and the deep breath’s you’re taking are to keep you from crying and from crashing out.
“Babe no he’s an asshole and he needs to grow up.., I thought he was over this or I wouldn’t have let yall get any farther” Mina shakes her head and pulls you gently to get you walking.
“Over what?” Curiosity killed the cat and even though it feels as though all your lives are gone you decide to keep digging.
“Summer after senior year of high school and Freshmen year here he was known to be a player, he had girl after girl and only like two serious relationships, he stopped and I genuinely thought it was over and done with because we haven’t seen him with a girl for almost two full years now until well, you” You take a turn and keep moving towards her dorm.
“Fuck.. I’m actually so stupid” You sigh and use your free hand to rub your face.
“Call me really fucking stupid, but I genuinely like this fucker.. I fucking slept with him Mina! More than once-” You’re moving fast through the stages of grief.
“Just let’s have a chill night, we’ll study and just take care of ourselves forget about him for tonight yeah?” She unlocks her door and you nod. You do exactly as she says that night, she even makes you turn your phone off and set it in the other room. It was very therapeutic but the squeezing feeling in your chest only slightly subsided.
When you get back to your dorm the next morning a familiar tall blonde is waiting by your door. Your feelings are still everywhere so you opt for anger.
“What do you want Bakugou.” You don’t look at him, you simply walk past him to your door and start to unlock it.
“Woah.. who shit in your cereal?” Whether it’s a joke or not his clip is on red so really nothings funny.
“Listen. I respect myself and I’m a woman of her word. I don’t care what little game you’re here to play but unless you’re gonna explain why you’ve basically gone awol till just now and why I had to hear from MINA that you told everybody we slept together, bragging at that from the way she described it, then you can leave.” The emotions that spill out of you are probably the wrong ones right now but the only thing that makes sense is to be angry.
He used you when you genuinely thought you had found someone. This is on him right?
“The fuck are you going on about? I don’t go around spewing shit about my sex life and I sure as hell don’t brag about it.” He stands in front of you with crossed arms.
You scoff and turn around with an amused smirk, stepping into your dorm. You turn to close the door but he holds it open.
“Seriously? Will you use your fucking words like the big girl you are and tell me the real reason you’re all pissy? “ His words are sharp and you can tell he’s getting angry.
“Me all pissy? Yeah, right.. when were you gonna give me a heads up your entire dating life used to be score and onto the next, huh?” You poke a finger into his chest and see his demeanor drop for a second, if you hadn’t been searching for a sign or lies in his face then you wouldn’t have seen it.
It’s his turn to scoff and steps more into your space, “the fuck does it matter what I used to do? I don’t do that shit anymore plus,” he’s all the way in your face, towering over you intimidatingly. “We were never together to begin with. Don’t you know you shouldn’t sleep with someone you aren’t even sure has real feelings for you.”
With that your patience is gone, anything you’d been holding back, hoping he’d have a good ass excuse is out the window.
You slap him across the face. Hard.
He stands there shocked in front of you. His smug smirk wiped off of his face.
“Get the fuck out of my dorm, and get the fuck out of my life.” You say it quietly and through your teeth. He glares at you and before stepping back.
“Whatever, at least I treated you like a decent fucking person.” He holds your gaze for one more second before turning and leaving.
You suck up your tears and shakily call mina.
“He- I need to get shit faced tonight. Please.”
”Oh my sweetie don’t worry Kiri has loads! Lemme make sure Mr. Grumpy pants won’t be there”
You lay on your back on your bed and listen to faint voices on the other side, a couple curse words and angry sentences before she returns.
Kiri said that he’s going to he’s got some class trip for the weekend so you’re free to head over. Now get over here so we can get fucked up and forget about that dumbass hoe!”
You laugh dryly and get up. You sigh and place your phone down now that the call is over.
Dumb and stupid just has to follow you around. You drag yourself to your closet and take out a plain hoodie and shorts.
It’s not like you’re going to a real party.
You grab your keys, dignity, ect. and make the walk to the familiar apartment. When you get there you’ve never craved the burning of straight vodka or fireball more.
You knock and Mina rushes to open the door before wrapping her arms around your neck.
“My poor baby- don’t worry he’s stupid and a total asshole! Now come help me clear out these half empty bottles” She drags you through the threshold, kicking the door shut behind her.
You walk further into the apartment, passing the dreaded room and into another door. The redhead turns around quickly for a small smile and wave before turning back to his computer, clearly playing some video game.
“Don’t worry he won’t bother us plus if we need sometin we can just make him get it, right babe?” She smile sweetly.
“Uh.. yea- yes I will” He definitely didn’t know what he just agreed to but the interaction makes you giggle.
You sit on the bean bag in one corner of his room and mina sits on a pillow in front of you already pouring shots. She hands you one and it looks extremely dangerous.
“I mixed all these together, you gotta get every last drop right?” She giggles and clinks our glasses together. You take a gander at the four or five bottles of all different kinds of alcohol on the floor very empty now.
She starts the count down and the both of you take your respective shots. You cough and laugh but continue at that pace until Kiri cuts you off.
“Alright ladies, as manly as it is that you guys took down all that you need a liver to function.” He kisses Minas cheek while slyly picking up the bottles behind her and setting them back in their respective places. Throwing the empty ones away.
You both continue to talk slured shit about people, nobody is safe, until you feel the need to use the bathroom.
“Ill be back” Your words are slow and stretched as you giggle standing up and very carefully making my way to the bathroom.
You finish your business and go to wash your hands. Your stomach lurches when you see the toothbrush he bought you on a late night convince store run.
The memories of you play fighting through the isles, how he grabbed a two pack just so you were ‘twinsies’ while mocking you and the way he picked you up to carry you to his room when we got back only make the alcohol feel like a bad idea.
You wipe your damp hands over your face before grabbing the toothbrush and roughly throwing it away with a scoff. When you open the door to return to Mina you run face first into something firm.
“Oh the fuck?” You run a hand over my face again and when you open my eyes, dulled red meets yours.
“Really? Why the fuck are you here?” He speaks through his teeth and you give him a nasty look.
“Mbcuz I and Mina are havun gurl time” you state very matter of a factly and try to get passed him.
“Right, drinking your liver away all because you couldn’t handle the fact you got attached and I didn’t?” His voice is blunt but there’s something hanging tightly onto each word. Your minds too altered to figure out what it is.
“Don’t be a douche Kat-su-ki. Your not the first person to dick me down and leave.” You miss the flash of guilt in his expression.
You poke your finger into his bare chest with each word. “You’re, not, special.”
He glares back at you for a second, truly you’re poking an already angry bear but why does it matter.
What happens next surprised the both of you, you definitely know who made the first move but that doesn’t mean it didn’t surprise you.
Your lips land on his and almost immediately he responds. Moving in sync just as you had all those other nights till he pushes you back.
“Stop y/n, you’re drunk and definitely don’t want this right now. Just go back to wherever the fuck Mina is.” He moves you out of the way of the bathroom despite your angry protests. When he shuts the door it’s like reality hates you, sobering up the slightest to realize what you just did.
“Fuck.”
You open the door yo Kirishima’s room and stare at your best friend and her boyfriend completely shell shocked.
“Kirishima, you’re a liar and owe me so much compensation.”
Again, another week goes by and the only thing other than your school work on your mind is him.
His stupid fucking smile.
His cocky ass attitude.
The way he would leave you flowers.
The idiotic conversations you’d have late at night.
The way he would hold you.
How he fu-
“Earth to y/n?” Mina’s voice and hand waving in front of your face brings you back to earth.
”Mina am I stupid for missing him, has he gotten with anyone else?” The two questions contradicting but she gives you a small smile. Pity. You fucking hate that but let it slide for now.
”Honest? We haven’t seen him lately.. Kiri says he’s always at the gym or in his room.” She sighs and sets her pen down for a second.
“I just don’t get it- how can you give someone so much, literally so much physically and emotionally, just to hit them with ‘Don’t you know you shouldn’t sleep with someone you aren’t even sure has real feelings for you.’” You put your face in your hands and resist the urge to scream.
“Look, maybe you two need to civilly talk it out.” Her face loses some of the concern as she gives advice.
“Yeah but what if I go to talk to him and he has some new girl under his arm..” You drop your hands and look at her sadly.
“Then I get to deball him? There’s no way any of us are gonna let that shit slide.” Her face turns up as you giggle, glad to lighten the mood.
“But seriously. Talk to him, no alcohol, no expectations, just talk.” She grabs your chin lightly. You nod and she lets go.
You finish the paperwork you met up for in the first place and walk to the lab to run something by the teacher when Mina’s face goes white.
“Girl, wha-“
“Don’t. Just keep your eyes ahead and I’ll tell you after we talk to the professor.” She cuts you off and grabs your arm trying to pull you along fast.
“Mina what even- oh.” She cringes when you turn your head before she could stop you.
In the distance with his signature scowl and a stupid backpack slung over one shoulder, Bakugou stands with some random girl. She talks happily, pink hair flowing as she places too excited hands on his shoulders.
He looks up and meets your eyes, you look away before you can see his expression change.
“We should really get going, don’t wanna miss office hours…” You start walking and Mina follows silently.
The entire time you and Mina have your meeting with the professor the sickening view you got keep replaying in your head.
Talk about be fucking stupid, when you both walk out you look at your phone and it’s missed call after missed text.
“Damn, maybe you two should talk like soon.. or I can talk some sense into him?” Mina sneaks a peak at your phone but you just scoff.
“Fuck that. Is there a party going on any time soon?” You look determined and Mina looks at you like you’re lowkey crazy.
“Uhh this weekend I think.. please don’t tell me you’re doing what I think you’re doing?” Her face scrunches up.
“I dunno but I need the sluttiest outfit you have and a shit ton of alcohol.” She cant help the smile that forms on her face.
“Ok you know I can’t pass up a good make over.” And with that your fate is set.
The weekend hits and you’re cooped up in Mina’s apartment, blaring 2000s music and taking shot after shot.
“Y/n get over here! You need eyeliner and blush still.” Mina calls from her bathroom.
The outfit she ended up picking was an elastic lacy crop top with such a low v neck you almost went braless and somehow shorter jean shorts. That girl loves her jean shorts.
The pockets of the shorts hang under the leg of it and the rips basically make up 90% of the denim. She also convinced you to wear a black thong because “whale tails are the sexiest shit in the world”.
You shuffle your way into the bathroom and she pats the counter, “welcome to my boutique, your appointment starts now!”
She handles your face with such softness it makes you feel warmer than the various mixed drinks you’ve had in the past three hours.
She does quick waterline eyeliner with a blunt wing, mascara, blush thats just enough to make you look flush but not crazy and some sort of lip stain.
“Ah, another master piece if you ask me!” She giggles and shifts your head so you can look into the mirror before touching up on her own make up.
“Ok so Kiri said he would be our dd, thank lord, so if we want a ride we have one but if not then we needa get walking” She talks quickly while picking up her bathroom.
You adjust the curls on your head and fix the jewelry you have on, “aye aye captin’ I shall get my shoes.”
You walk to sit on her bed and put your chucks on. She waltz out, a brown mesh top that had straps that tie behind her neck, a black bra with different little designs in the material, borderline spandex boy shorts that are almost shorter than yours and a pair of mid calf black boots with an impressive heel for a soon-to-be drunk girl.
She swings her mini purse around and picks out her hair slightly before grabbing your arm and starting some conversation while dragging you out of her apartment.
“No- I’m being so serious Sero and Todo were literally like SIX FEET! Like we totally didn’t mean to walk in or anything but the door was open and unlocked so..” You both giggle and snort at her embarrassing walk in story as you reach the door.
Kiri steps out with Kami and Shinso right that moment and you completely understand why his jaw is on the floor.
“I know I said I would DD for you guys.., but I might just have to be on call.” She giggles as he wraps his hands around her waist and whispers ‘hey beautiful’ before kissing her.
“Ok love birds, not everyone gets a happy fairytale story so hands to yourself would ya” I roll my eyes teasingly with a grin. Shinso and Kami laugh at my antics and we walk to the kitchen for more drinks because whats a college party without a little alcohol poisoning?
After a couple minutes of wandering and catching up with everyone Kiri starts making ruckus and Mina grabs my arm, “Y/N- you need to find a hot ass man right now and start throwin’ shit back”
We both whip our heads around when she spots some football player and rushes us up to him.
“Oh my goooooood, long time no see!” She has no idea who this guy is and you all know it. “I’m so sorry to bother but my friend here needs your help to make this douche bag jealous.” I can’t help but laugh as the stunned guy just nods a bit concerned. Mina runs off back to the group, now sporting an already pissed off blonde.
“What exactly am I doing to help you here?” His voice is friendly and you lowkey feel bad for doing what you’re about to do.
“I need to like dance all up on you- I know it sounds crazy!” You apologize but he just laughs.
“Don’t worry! I’m gay and trust me I know how these assholes like to act just tell me what to do!” He leans in a little so you can hear him over the ever growing music.
With a plan set, phase one begins.
You wrap your arms close around his neck and he ghosts his hands over your hips waiting for your ok. When you nod he sets them gently and doesn’t stray.
You both move fluidly, very close and tension filled. He leans his mouth to your ear and starts telling you funny stories of how he did the same thing to get back at his ex.
Red eyes suddenly demolish the little bubble you had around the both of you. You made a new friend while making Bakugou rage so honestly a win-win for you.
You throw your head back with a laugh and the guy leans with you, mouth looking like it’s chasing your neck.
Just when you tell him to start moving his hands lower there’s a very pissed off aura surrounding you.
You hear a forced fake cough and pretend to ignore it, running your hand through the hair at the back of the guys hair.
“Y/n.” His voice sounds and you barely look his way.
“Kinda in the middle of something right now, can this wait?” Your voice full of entertainment.
“Fuck that. Come on.” He says only getting closer. You tell the guy thank you and let go. He keeps a finger looped into one of the belt loops on your shorts as you turn around.
“Oh so, what changed?” You glare at the blonde in front of you.
“I said I wanted to fucking talk, if you even cared to look at any of the shit I fucking texted you then you woulda known that by now.” His face scrunches up more and you swear you see steam coming out of his ears.
“Whatever! Fine, let’s go talk Bakugou.” You turn to your new friend.
“Thank you again, I’ll see you next week in math” You say your parting quiet enough that it doesn’t seem suspicious and he winks as he walks away.
You hear Bakugou scoff before he grabs your wrist and drags you away. You end up in an empty bathroom as the music outside muffles and you can actually hear decent enough again.
“Go ahead.” You jump to sit on the counter, arms crossed and a bored expression all aimed at Bakugou.
“You- look, I don’t know what your fucking deal is but we literally never agreed on shit. I was never your boyfriend and you were never my girlfriend.” He states like he made a genuine point that would make progress.
You gawk at him, laughing with an open mouth at his words, “look at you Mr. English major, seriously those are some real thoughtful fucking words.”
You take a deep breath before putting your hands on the edge of the counter. “Actually that’s all I needed to hear I think-“
Before you can make any move he places himself in front of you, trapping you with his arms on either side of you.
“You know I have a shit time at explaining shit just- fucking say somethin so I can find out what the fucks the problem..” His eyes are pleading and suddenly your throat starts going dry. You compose yourself, letting your anger take over.
“What’s the problem? The fucking problem is that I thought you actually liked me-“ You pause genuinely laughing for a second, “ I-I mean shit! You fucked me like you were in love with me, all to be ghosted and then cast aside for some costco version of princess bubblegum!” You say poking a finger into his chest making him back up.
“Y/n what the fuck ar-“ He start but you don’t let him get far, jumping off the counter and pushing him slightly.
“No Katsuki, fuck you.” You can’t help the tears you swore to never shed again forming in your eyes.
“Fuck you for making me think we were actually something, that you were gonna ask me to be your girlfriend.” His face is a mix of confusion and something else and that only rages your anger more.
“I thought we were just making our rounds, just cas-” He tries to explain and a sob tears through you at those words.
“Oh! So, it’s casual to drop off bouquets to my dorm?” You take a step forward.
“It’s casual to fucking memorise my body and what makes me tick?”
“It’s casual to let me stay at your place for days on end, wear your clothes, cook with you, basically live with you, lay with you-“ Your body forces you to breath before you say your final point.
“It’s fucking casual to meet your mother over the fucking phone? You do that with every other bitch you fuck huh?!” Tears rush down your face, your breath getting caught in your throat.
“Am I really that goddamn disposable to you, that I can just be replaced as soon as what? The sex isn’t good anymore? I don’t ‘fulfill your needs’?” You continue to sob, making air quotes while screaming at him.
“Y/n-“ His voice is soft and you finally recognize the look on his face.
Regret.
“No- you don- don’t get to say my fucking name like that! You don’t get to do that! Unless you’re about to whole heart and soul apologize then-“ a strong hiccup charges through you and you collect all your strength to shove him back towards the door.
“get the fuck out of my face.” It’s soft, controlled despite the erratic sobbing. You hate yourself for it but you look into his eyes, hard and long before turning around and leaning against the counter so he can walk away.
You fully expect him to walk away.
“I- never once.. did I feel ashamed, or embarrassed.. fuck- I was fucking scared ok” He sighs heavily but you don’t turn around.
“I liked- I like you so much that I’m so fucking scared that I’m just going to drive you away.., seems I did that anyway though” His voice is void of his usual grit.
“Why not just tell me? I gave you all my damn attention, every last second of it Katsuki” You squeeze your eyes closed and hang your head.
“Junior year of high school, this girl asked me out. She was the first girl I genuinely liked and I thought we would make it.” He pauses before clearing his throat.
“She cheated on me with one of my best friends, she cheated on me 6 months into our two year relationship and then got with him as soon as we broke up, just to graduate and marry him then invite me to the wedding.” He scoffs and you shake your head.
“What the hell does that have to do with me?” You hate how rude you sound but everything hurts and you just wanna go home.
“I didn’t ever want to be left that exposed ever again, I swore to myself I wouldn’t let that happen. What mina told you about me? Yeah, I did that shit.” He takes a step towards you but leaves space still.
“I played others to protect myself and when she said I talk about us sleeping together? I was fucked up and ranting to Kirishima and them, trying to figure out what to do” He reaches his hand out but stops.
“I do actually like you, I don’t just let anybody into my room, leave their hair products on my dresser, clothes in my laundry… meet my mom” He lets his hand fall onto your arm gently.
“I was a dick. A real, raging, stupid dick but I wanna try so fucking hard to undo it.” He pulls you off of the counter and slowly spins you so you’re facing him.
“Please let me prove I’m not a douche bag” He holds your shaking frame in his hands, rough yet gentle.
“You have to answer every, single, last, question I have..” You say quietly and look up at him through runny mascara.
“Of course.” His face is serious and he waits patiently, grabbing tissue and water to wipe your face.
“Who was the girl? With the pink hair?” You squint your eye when he gets too close.
“She.. fuck I forgot her name but she helped me fix a speaker I broke in the music room. I know she’s in the robotics course with the computer nerd shit. There was abso-fucking-lutely nothing going on between us.” He makes sure to make direct eye contact with you. You nod and chew on your lip, scared to ask the next question.
“You- you didn’t use me for my body.. right” You sound defeated, wrapping your arms around your mid drift almost ashamed and you can tell that hurt him somewhere.
“Never” He speaks truly.
After a beat of silence he speaks up again, “C-can I hug you?” Everything is so out of character but with teary eyes you nod and he pulls you in, cradling your head into his chest and holding you securely in his arms.
You stay like that for longer than you’d like to admit. When you pull away he holds your face like you’re glass and places his forehead to yours.
“I’m so fucking sorry, so so so fucking sorry y/n” He kisses your forehead, there’s nothing behind it but genuine remorse.
“Can we start over? Go to a park or sit in your car and just start over?” You ask genuinely and he chuckles lowly.
“Anything, c’mon I even have extra clothes you can change into if you want..?” His eyes meet yours shyly and you nod.
He helps you clean up your face and follows behind you so you can talk to Mina.
“Oh my god I’m gonna fuking kill hi-“ Mina immediately clocks you for crying and glares down Bakugou when you stop her.
“Down girl! We worked it out, we’re gonna leave and get food. I am safe I swear ok?” You rest your hands on her shoulders and she holds your forearms in return.
“Ok and if we, no me or oh god you know what I mean! Need ta get you just call me, yes?” Her thoughts and words are jumbled but the two of you giggle and you nod.
With his hoodie pulled over you and a greasy burger now in your grasp, you sit with a knee to your chest facing him as the two of you eat in semi-comfortable silence.
You side eye him and steal a fry, breaking the tension.
“Ok you bastard you shoulda just told me you wanted fries, they’re basically gone!” He swats your hand away playfully.
It goes quiet again but this time it’s less heavy. Just as the last song fades, Love My Way starts playing softly. You nod your head along while finishing your food.
You almost choke on your soda when he suddenly sets his stuff down and jumps out of his car. The parking lot the two of you sit in basically empty, only lit by street lamps.
“Bakugou wha-“ You yelp when your door flies open and he gently grabs your hands to lead you to your feet. He leaves the doors open and turns his radio up all the way.
You stare at him like he’s gone crazy when he stands in front of you. Then he reaches his hand out, “Dance with me.”
Despite the fact it’s more demand a smile lights your face and you take his hand. The two of you messing around and laughing just enjoying the others company again.
When the song dies down and you lean against him catching your breath he quiets his laugh to look at you like a lovesick puppy.
“What?” The smile hasn’t left your face but you look at him confused.
“Be my girlfriend. I’m gonna do this shit right and this is where I need to start.” He’s soft, his hands cradle your face waiting for a response.
You sigh heavily but not sadly. You put your hand over one of his and nod, “I think I can agree to that, but you’re not out of the woods yet mister..”
His smile grows impossibly and he picks you up by your waist, spinning you.
“Ah! Put me down- Katsuki!” You giggle but protests nonetheless.
When he puts you down he immediately pulls you into the sweetest kiss you’ve ever had. Hugging your middle and holding you like his life depended on it.
He pulls back to rest his forehead on yours, “I’m gonna make up for everything I did and be the best boyfriend you’ve ever had.”
“I’ll hold you to it.”