Denial Is Bakugou’s Favorite Pastime.

Guys is this trend still a thing? Guys? GUYS- COME BACK-

I’ve been watching MHA recently can u tell

katsuki is the type of boyfriend to have his hand on you in some sort of way. it doesn’t matter where you are or what you’re doing— you’ll feel his warm and calloused hand on your lower back standing beside each other or on your knee absentmindedly tracing shapes as he uses his phone. sometimes you’ll feel him lightly massaging your upper back since he knows how tense you can get. (“shit— why didn’t you tell me?” he’d mutter mutter pressing his fingers.)

katsuki is the type of boyfriend who notices and knows everything about you. yes he did take note that you didn’t kiss him to greet him. yes he knows your comfort meal and cooks it for you without asking. yes he knows you only know how to tie your shoes the bunny ear method.

katsuki is the type of boyfriend to simultaneously be your best friend. he gives you that sassy look when he knows you both are thinking the same thing and judging someone’s annoying behavior. the type to have stupid inside jokes with you and fail to hide the dimples on his face whenever he is reminded of so. he will take your side in an argument.

katsuki is the type of boyfriend to have zero shame when it comes to you and being in a relationship with you. he only retorts (albeit poorly. because he is hopeless) back whenever someone like denki or mina comment about his lockscreen being a picture of you or his bag has a beaded charm dangling from it that you made for him. he’d probably just mention how they’re the one still single. “at least I have a relationship dumbass”

katsuki is the type of boyfriend who subtly flexes when he notices you watching him when he’s training or exercising. he takes full pride and advantage of it. he’ll shoot you a dumb grin when you’re looking and be like “what’re you being all weird for…”. also, you know that meme where it’s like “when he’s copying your snap so I pull this” and they send a picture of a flexed bicep? that’s what I think of with him. hehehe.

katsuki is the type of boyfriend to be the “let me do it” kind of guy. except it comes off painfully judgmental... in an endearing way. when you’re cozy in bed but complain because you forgot to grab your water— he’ll put an arm over you before you can get up and he’ll do it himself. he practically glares at you if you try bringing your card out to pay. he makes sure to open doors for you and always walk on the side of the sidewalk closest to traffic.

★ katsuki and yourself weren’t big drinkers. sure after you two had graduated, you had gone to a few parties here and there but you were never a fan of the whole spinning dizzy feeling that alcohol brought with it, especially since you two are heroes. patrolling while hungover under the heat of the hot summer sun was dreadful.

so when you get a call from katsuki one evening while you were on patrol saying how kirishimas and the rest of the guys were going out for a few, who were you to say no? even though you knew the invitation for yourself always stood, katsuki needed some time for himself and by the time you would get off patrol it would already be past midnight.

so after exchanging some ‘i love you’s’, you disconnected the call and got back to whatever strolling you were doing.

and as the night went on you got more and more notifications that buzzed in your back pocket from who you assumed was your boyfriend. you eventually had a quick break and chugged an energy drink while fishing for your phone.

you let out a snort of laughter and looked around to make sure no one heard you before looking back down at your screen. there you saw multiple pictures took by denki of him standing on what you assumed was a stool while taking 0.5 picture’s of katsuki. what made you laugh even more was his flushed face and droopy eyes that held no fight in them as he stood there with his hands by his sides.

you could tell that he had drank quite a bit and as your break came to an end you had a short two hours left of your shift before you were able to finally get home and most likely take care of your said boyfriend.

and you were correct because as soon as you even such as stepped in through the doors of your shared apartment your phone once again started buzzing, this time it was a call.

“hello?” there was a shuffling noise before shouting hit your eardrums along with the music that blasted in the background.

“HEYY LOOK, ARE YOU-” you grimaced as you hear a glass breaking alongside some yelling. “huh? hello?”

the phone was picked back up. “THIS IS KIRISHIMA, KATSUKI IS KINDA REALLY DRUNK AND-” you then heard a whooshing sound and another crash. you stood there looking at your phone and then brining it close to your ear again. “uhh..kiri..shima?”

you heard the phone being picked up and panting into the microphone. “SORRY I JUST LAUNCHED MY PHONE HALFWAY ACROSS THE DANCE FLOOR AND IT HIT SOMEONE IN THE FACE.” you had to physically distance yourself from the phone before answering.

“kiri you don’t have to yell i can hear you!” you felt as if it was a screaming competition at that point. you heard a cackle before kirishimas finally got to the point.

“sorry, sorry! it’s just that bakubro got hella drunk and he’s kinda unmovable right now. he keeps saying your name and won’t really listen to anyone, would it be alright if you could come and pick him up?”

you were already picking up your keys and sliding on your shoes. “of course, be there in five.”

and so here you were pulling into the parking spot outside of the front doors of the building.

as you stepped in, you already felt exhaustion hitting you as you strolled around to try and find your boyfriend and those goons.

and then you saw him, sitting in a corner seat, with a cute sleepy look on his face, arms still crossed as always. kneeling in front of him, you saw denki, sero and kiri sitting across as they helped gather his stuff. you placed a palm against his face and patted his knee with the other.

“kats, love?” he groaned and slightly opened his eyes. “hey i’m gonna take you home okay?” and then suddenly, he moves his face away from your hand as his face held something like a mix of disgust and offence.

“get those damn hands away from me. i’ve a girlfriend.” although his speech was slurred you blinked before letting out a chuckle as the guys behind you hollered and stumbled over eachother.

you raised a brow, amused to see him act that way. “oh really? sorry about that kats, i won’t do it again.” his face whipped around to face you as he grimaced again. “oi. don’t call me that. only she can and you ain’t her.. so back off...” his sentence held no malicious intent as his head slowly tipped back. “where is she. i miss her.”

kirishima then came up next to you and patted his back. “bro shes right here! see?” in response to his words, katsuki raised his head and squinted at you for a while before slowly smiling. “heyy it’s my girlfriend.” immediately his head landed on your shoulder. he started babbling as he wrapped his arms around your frame, almost knocking you to the floor from the sudden weight. in the meantime, you glanced at his red headed friend.

“i’m sorry how much did he drink?” in response he scratched the back of his neck before holding up three fingers. “JESUS KIRI THREE BOTTLES?” kirishimas shook his head before cackling. “three drinks.”

now you knew your boyfriend was a lightweight but this was a tad too funny to you, not that you would ever tell him.. obviously.

with the help of kirishima, you managed to walk out a stumbling katsuki and just about sat him in the passenger seat before strapping him in as he babbled on about how much he missed you. sero and denki handed over his wallet and phone to you and you thanked them before saying your goodbyes as you sat behind the wheel.

on the drive back katsuki acted like he hadn’t seen you in months by the way he held your hand and kissed it every two seconds. with him telling you how much he loved you and how beautiful you where. in that moment you could not only feel somewhat giddy but be thankful for having this man in your life. no matter how tough he looked or acted, it really was true that he was a softy, drunk or not.

after arriving, getting him into bed wasn’t even a problem. he listened to your every word as he clung to you like a koala. you helped him brush his teeth on the toilet seat as you sat on his lap. even while drunk, his grip was still firm but gentle.

you then got him changed, him getting stuck in his t-shirt a few times, and you both finally climbed into bed. there was pure silence other that his quiet snores as he rested on your chest. as expected, he ended up passing out the second he wrapped his arms around you.

as you pressed a kiss on his forehead, you could once again feel the wave of exhaustion crashing over you as the warm pressure of katsuki’s body lulled you to sleep.

and in the morning katsuki awoke with not only a headache but also a lovely picture of his drunken state as a 0.5 printed and framed photo hanging in the living room as a forever reminder of that night.

teehee, shopping with bf! katsuki for the first time is a whole new experience.

you dragged him to the mall under the pretense of just browsing. katsuki grumbles, complains the whole car ride, mutters something about how he'd rather "eat glass" than spend a weekend in a fluorescent-lit hellscape.

but the second you tug on his wrist and smile up at him, he shuts up and follows. what you don’t expect?

how much of a problem he becomes the second you enter the fitting room.

you're barely five minutes into trying on outfits when it starts. you step out, smoothing down a dress, turning side to side in the mirror.

you barely manage a “what do you think?” before he drops the phone he wasn’t even looking at and sits up straighter.

“turn around.”

you blink. “huh?”

“lemme see the back.”

you do. he whistles low, then squints. “try that in the other color.”

you raise a brow. “oh, so now you care?”

“tch. i care when it looks like that on you.”

from then on, it’s over. every. single. outfit. he's like that.

“yeah, do a little spin.”

“too tight in the chest. not that i’m complaining.”

“damn, sweets. you tryna kill me or sumthin'?”

he lounges on the little bench like he owns the place—legs spread, arms crossed, eyes locked on you like you’re center stage and he’s the only judge that matters. the store’s mirror might show you the front, but he’s giving full commentary on the back. and the sides. and the neckline.

he’s unreasonably hot while doing it too. hood half-up, jaw sharp, legs spread like he’s got thoughts about every skirt you shimmy into.

and the worst part? you start playing it up.

slipping out of the fitting room with a little strut. spinning slow just to watch his jaw tighten. running your hands down your sides, real innocent, then pretending not to notice the way he swears under his breath.

“you’re lucky we’re in public,” he grits when you try on a slinky little number that hugs way too close.

you blink. “so you like it?”

he growls. “i like it on the floor of our bedroom.”

you nearly explode.

one outfit later, you try something on that you already know is ridiculous—fluffy, sparkly, way too over-the-top—but you step out just to mess with him.

you expect him to laugh. maybe tease. instead?

he blinks once. then shrugs. “buy it.”

you pause. “wait… really?”

he smirks. “you look happy in it. that’s all i care about.”

by the time you're done, you're practically floating out of the store—arms light, mood lighter, cheeks a little sore from how much you've been grinning.

katsuki?

katsuki is not floating. katsuki is lugging six bags in one hand, two on the other, and somehow managing to balance the weirdly long one that holds the dress bag across his broad shoulders like a damn pack mule.

and the whole time? he looks pissed. jaw tight, bags slapping against his thighs as he stomps beside you.

you peek over at him, smiling sweetly. “you’re the one who said to buy everything, suki.”

“tch. only ‘cause you looked hot in it, dumbass.”

you giggle. “so it’s your fault?”

he stops walking. and glares. hard.

“i swear to god, if you say that again, i’m droppin’ all these bags and draggin’ you into the back of that h&m.”

you blink innocently. “so romantic.”

“try me, sweetheart.”

despite all his complaining, he doesn’t put a single bag down. not when you stop for a smoothie. not when you see a cute little accessory stand. not even when you wander over to look at shoes you’re not even planning on buying.

he just stands there, one foot tapping, arms full of pink and glitter and tissue paper, looking like a man who’s fought gods and monsters and still wasn’t prepared for the chaos that is dating you.

at one point, you lean up on tiptoe and kiss his cheek.

“thanks for carrying everything,” you murmur.

he huffs. “yeah, yeah.”

you kiss him again, this time slower, lingering by the edge of his jaw. “you’re the best boyfriend ever.”

and that does get a response. his ears go a little red. his mouth twitches like he wants to smile but is physically restraining it.

“hmph. i better be,” he mutters, looking away like a child, shifting all the bags in one hand just so he can wrap the other arm around your shoulders.

still grumbling.

still red.

still the best, grumpiest mall boyfriend in existence.

‎‧₊˚✧[ it's me, kia ! ]✧˚₊‧ ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ ‎‧₊˚✧[ more of katsuki ! ]✧˚₊‧

⋆˚࿔ kia's note ˚⋆ bc i love procrastinating and dont write the shit i should write lmao💜 hope you guys enjoyed!!

"WE'RE NOT DATING!"

synopsis: the 1a girls have a lot to say about you and katsuki's not-relationship.

a/n: hahahaha more pre-relationship just friends trope (do not tell me i do this trope too much it brings me joy) also a lot of people asked for a pt two to my unofficalbf!katsuki hcs and this isnt quiiiite that bc there's not a whole lotta interaction w katsuki but uhm its smth. i have more wips abt this tho so theres a LOTTT more where that came from!

"even if we don't talk about anything important, i want to force it to be about romance!" mina exclaimed as ochako floated off in embarrassment at being questioned about deku.

"oh! speaking of! how long have you and bakugo been dating, y/n?"

you froze. "huh?"

"i don't know how you handle him! you're so sweet and cute and he's all 'die! go to hell! i am the king explosion murder lord!' y'know?" she added.

"he's not really like that with her, though. he's always a lot quieter she's around. you can see the way his eyes soften." tsu commented thoughtfully.

they all stared at you expectantly, waiting for you to answer the question, and you could feel blood rushing to your cheeks. "uh.. katsuki and i.. aren't dating?"

a beat passed. then another.

"WHAT?!"

"no way! i thought you two were dating for sure! he's always holding your hand and grabbing at you and acting all soft with you! wait, i literally saw him carry you to his room! how are you not dating?" hagakure burst out.

"yeah! and during our movie night last week, you were laying your head on his shoulder and he had his arms around you!" mina chimed in. "we all just assumed you two were dating like a given! what do you mean, 'you're not dating?!'"

"i mean, we're not dating! we're close friends, sure, but katsuki's never, like, asked me to be his girlfriend or anything! we're just tight childhood friends, that's all! he probably thinks of me as a little sister with the way he looks out for me, or something." you explained, waving your hands in the air frantically.

"y/n, i love you, but you're being as stupid as kaminari! no boy, but especially not bakugo, would ever act like that with a girl he wasn't interested in." jirou sighed. "there really isn't such thing as 'platonic cuddling' or 'platonic handholding' between boys and girls."

"well, it's normal for kids, you know? and katsuki and i grew up together, so it just kinda stuck!" you said, making a noble attempt at justifying you and katsuki's we-are-definitely-not-just-friends behavior. they all looked at you unamused.

the girls continued to bombard you with questions, each one getting bolder than the last.

"seriously, though, y/n," mina said, her grin wide, "how do you keep it together around him? you two are always so… cozy."

"cozy?" you blinked, trying to avoid their intense stares. "what do you mean 'cozy'?"

"oh, come on," she teased, nudging you. "you hold hands, sit waaaay too close, and don’t even get me started on the whole ‘sleeping on and cuddling with him’ thing. also, i swear i saw him give you a kiss on the forehead!"

"i mean, that’s just how we are!" you said, exasperated. "we’ve been friends forever! it’s not a big deal!"

jirou raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. "i don’t know, y/n. most guys don’t carry their girl friends to their rooms when they’re tired."

you froze. the memories flashed in your mind, and you couldn’t help the nervous laugh that escaped your lips. "i told you, he was just being—"

"overprotective?" yaomomo interrupted, practically reading your mind. "yeah, that’s what we thought, too. but i don’t know, seems a little… extra for a friend."

you groaned, burying your face in your hands. “this is ridiculous. we’re not dating! he’s not like that with me.”

they all stared at you for a long moment, clearly unconvinced, when suddenly, the door to the room swung open.

katsuki stood in the doorway, his signature scowl immediately visible, with kirishima and kaminari not far behind. "..what the hell are you all looking like that at me for? you got a problem?"

the girls didn’t miss a beat. mina jumped up, eyes practically sparkling. "we were just discussing how you and a certain girl over here are totally a secret item!"

you froze. oh no.

katsuki's eyes widened then narrowed as he stared at her, his eyes a mixture of grumpiness and fluster. "the hell?" was all he said.

“you’re always carrying her, holding hands, and let’s not forget you cuddling with her sleeping on you during that movie last week. with how comfortable you guys were with it, i'll bet it was far from the first time you guys have done stuff like that, too! you two are practically made for each other!”

katsuki glared at her, his fists clenching. "i don’t give a shit what you idiots think." his voice was sharp, dismissive, and he turned his gaze toward you for a moment, his usual annoyance evident.

you let out a nervous laugh, relieved that he wasn’t actually acknowledging any of the weird feelings the group was pushing on you two.

the girls looked between you and katsuki, still skeptical, but he wasn’t having it. he gave a quick, sharp glare to the group before glancing back at you. you failed to see the way his sharp glare softened ever-so-slightly when he did so.

“you’re all so damn nosy,” he muttered, turning to leave. "get a life."

he marched off grumpily, kirishima and kaminari now excitedly talking to him about assumedly the same topic. he slammed the door in their faces, but they were quick to scramble after him.

you let out a sigh of relief once they left, but before you could even speak, mina burst into laughter. "there it is! classic bakugo. totally in denial!"

"totally!" ochako giggled.

"mhm!" hagakure agreed.

"ugh," you groaned, face in your hands. "please just drop it already!"

the girls kept their grins, but the teasing finally slowed down. "alright, alright," mina said with a wink. "we’ll let you off the hook for now."

you exhaled in relief as the group slowly started to branch off into different topics, the heat finally off of you. you excused yourself for some water so you could get some air, and began heading back to the dorm rooms.

to your surprise, katsuki was already waiting for you outside the common area. when he saw you, he gave you a gruff nod of acknowledgement.

"kats! i thought you were going to bed!" you chirped, unaware of how your demeanor instantly brightened when it was just the two of you.

"i am," was all he offered before grabbing your hand and dragging you to presumably his dorm room to cuddle and hangout.

as you rambled and chatted with katsuki, hand-in-hand, on your way to hang out in his dorm alone, the words of your friends came back to you, causing a pink hue to rise to your cheeks.

..yeah. you two were definitely not "just friends."

I imagine people would assume Katsuki's type of women would be someone who's as tough as him, but then he'd be proving them wrong when the paparazzis catches him putting his drunken crybaby girlfriend at the front seat of his car, and she looks like she's had the worse night of her life because of her very tears stained cheeks.

Now, people gossip instead of dismissing the assumption of Katsuki's type of women. From what they've seen on the photos taken from last night's occurrence, Katsuki's girlfriend seemed to be the complete exact opposite of him that it starts to worries the netizens of what actually happens behind close doors. Is Katsuki careful with his girlfriend? What if Katsuki doesn't know how to treat such a soft lady? What if Katsuki's actually abusive?

What a loud of bull.

So what if he fell in love with someone who's the exact contrast from him? Just because he's loud and he's brash doesn't mean he'd simply lift a hand on someone, let alone his girlfriend. People were quick to assume these days, and they didn't even get the first assumption right!

So in order to dismiss these gossips, Katsuki decides to post a picture on a random night.

Sat on his lap facing him with arms wrapped around his neck and your face buried on the crook of neck, Katsuki places a hand on your plush waist and snaps a pic from above that perfectly encaptures what really does happen behind close doors. Nothing abusive, nothing out of line, just him and his girlfriend who can't get enough of each other every single day.

Honestly, he doesn't really care if the gossips continue to erupt over time, he just wanted an excuse to show you off with him as your very own personal watermark.

[ sfw ] — fluff ; bakugou katsuki x reader

“You’re cleaning that up,” you say, fixing Katsuki with your best exasperated look as you gesture to the mess in the bakery kitchen. Flour is scattered across the counter, eggs are cracked on the floor, and the sugar jar looks like it exploded in the crossfire. The chaos is entirely Katsuki’s fault—of course it is. Only your boyfriend would think it’s a good idea to try and put you in a headlock while you’re focused on baking a cake for tomorrow morning’s lineup.

He stares at the mess for a moment, and for a second, you think he might apologize. But this is Katsuki, and instead of contrition, his sharp crimson eyes flick back to you, and he grins, wide and mischievous. Before you can register what he’s about to do, he leans in and bites your cheek—not hard, but enough to make you yelp.

“Katsuki!” you exclaim, laughing despite yourself as you push at his chest. But he’s got that feral, playful energy that only comes out when he’s really relaxed, and he just tugs you closer, burying his face in the curve of your neck as his shoulders shake with laughter.

You squirm against him, trying and failing to escape his iron grip. “You’re impossible,” you mutter, but your words don’t carry much bite. He’s warm against you, his laugh rumbling low in his chest, and even though you’re trying to look annoyed, a grin tugs at your lips.

He doesn’t let go, and you can feel the smirk against your skin when he growls out, “Sh’ddup, Mimikyu.”

You roll your eyes at the nickname, but your heart squeezes in your chest. Katsuki has a way of making you feel like you’re standing at the center of a whirlwind—chaotic and overwhelming, but also safe, because it’s him. You’re pretty sure no one else on earth could wrestle with you in a bakery and make it feel like home.

“You’re being annoying, Typhlosion,” you shoot back, your voice laced with mock irritation. You try to wiggle free again, but his arms tighten around you, holding you steady.

“Yer lucky I’m so damn cute when I’m annoying,” he fires back, his voice low and smug, and the way he’s grinning against your cheek makes you feel like a puddle of cake batter.

The flour dusts the air, the scent of sugar and vanilla is thick, and the warmth of his embrace feels like the sea breeze from Ikema Island—soft, salty, and full of life. For a moment, you forget about the mess on the counter, the eggs on the floor, and the ticking clock that reminds you the cake still needs to be finished. All you can focus on is him, the way he’s holding you like you’re the only thing that matters in the world.

You pull back just enough to meet his eyes, and they’re sparkling with mischief, but there’s something else there too. Something softer. It’s in the way his grin softens just a bit, the way his thumb brushes against your side absentmindedly. Katsuki doesn’t say things like I love you often, but he doesn’t have to—not when he looks at you like this.

“Okay,” you say finally, your voice lighter now. “Fine. I’ll clean up. But you’re buying me dinner tomorrow.”

Katsuki raises an eyebrow, his grin turning cocky. “Dinner? You’re gettin’ takeout at best after the stunt you pulled tryin’ to fight me off.”

You shove at his chest again, and he catches your wrist, tugging you forward until your forehead bumps against his. “You’re such a little shit,” you mutter, but you’re smiling.

“Yeah,” he murmurs, smirking. “But you love me.”

He’s right, of course. You do. Even when he’s got flour in his hair and he’s ruining your perfectly planned night, even when he’s dragging you into his chaos, there’s no one else you’d rather have by your side.

You sigh dramatically. “Fine, you win. But you’re still wiping up the egg.”

He scoffs, releasing you but not before planting a quick, rough kiss on your temple. “Yer lucky I even put up with you, Mimikyu.”

“And you’re lucky I don’t fire your ass from my bakery,” you retort, already grabbing a towel and tossing one at him.

As the two of you get to work cleaning up the mess (well, you’re cleaning, and he’s grumbling about how he’s a Pro Hero, not a janitor), you can’t help but think about how this is what life with Katsuki is like. Messy, chaotic, a little annoying at times—but it’s also warm, full of laughter and love. It’s everything you never knew you wanted.

chicken scratches ☆

synopsis : katsuki tries to surprise you...but he's taking too damn long !!

an. merry christmas(if you celebrate) n happy holidays yall !! i love my boyfriend as usual,,btw have yall seen that new hori art ??? dreamy sigh my man so stupid..

cw. itty bitty manga spoilers, but otherwise nun !!

when katsuki manages to hold a pencil again and write with his right hand, it looks absolutely horrendous.

switching from writing with their left hand then back to the right one would've been disorienting for most, and it probably was for him, but he didn't show it much aside from the occasional grumble and scoff at his trembling grip. nothing ever holds him back after all.

you sigh "can i—"

"no. don't look yet." katsuki has his back turned to you, sending you a sharp glare. hunched over his little piece of paper like how he'd hide his page from kaminari's peeking eyes during an exam, always so dramatic. he turns around with a huff and you snort with a roll of your eyes.

you had come over to his room after he’d told you to, mumbling out a quick “come over.” over the phone and hanging up before you could say a word.

and so here you were. waiting.

“katsukiiiiiiii—”

“shut up,” your boyfriend grunts, his scribbling sounds harsher, in a bit more of a rush. “so damn impatient..”

“but i wanna see what you wrote !” you kick your legs up in the air, pouting at his back sitting in his office chair. “i’ve been waiting for decades to see you write with that arm again.”

katsuki scoffs out a snarky laugh “yeah, well how do you think i feel ?” you groan, whining at his dark joke, he laughs again. “just stay put. ‘m..almost done.” he trails off, focusing back on his surprisingly long task.

you do know that despite being able to use his arm again, it had gone slow—surely, but really slowly. then again, he originally wouldn’t have been able to use that arm at all, so you’ll honestly take anything.

but the excitement is getting to you, and you really wanna see what he wrote ! so slowly, surely, you quietly try to sneak the short distance to his desk to peek behind his shoulder. however, your boyfriend has some crazy spider senses.

he sighs “if i turn around and you’re not sittin’ your ass on the bed i’ll—HEY !”

busted. katsuki catches you mid creep, so close to seeing his paper until he swiftly turns in his chair. he reaches out with his left hand, reflexively, and grabs a hold of your arm.

“you can’t ever just—do what you’re fuckin’ told ! knew you were being too damn quiet ! ” he complains between gritted teeth, trying to wrestle you away from him.

“i just—wanna see !” you shriek. when he suddenly remembers he can use his right hand again, and it almost feels nostalgic the way he jams it in your side to tickle you, dropping his pencil in the process. you think you hear it rolling on the floor, but your own noises of surprise overpowered the sound. he’d really gotten better at using that arm again, you could cry if your boyfriend wasn’t actively trying to shove his entire hand inside your ribs and push you away.

during the light scuffle, his hurried movements magically make the paper fly away with a harsh whip of his arm and a gust of wind, you thank every god when you notice it, just a second before he does. you’re half sure the world slowed down as you slide down to the floor and clutch the piece of paper in your grasp like the fate of the world depended on it.

the little piece of paper makes your heart jump, with its crumpled up edges and wonky writing and all.

I love you

both the o’s are too long, his u trails off towards the end and the e looks like he'd written it with the pencil in his mouth. it looks nothing like his usual handwriting.

but it was him, unmistakably, undeniably him and all of him and all of his efforts. all his efforts coming down to this. being able to write i love you and to show you.

your heart does more than jump, it restarts in your chest.

harshly, your flipped over by katsuki. he’s red all the way down to his neck and his eyebrows twitch angrily. but his hands, both his hands are gripping your cheeks hard and pulling at them and you can’t help but laugh.

“little shit. can never jus’ lemme be romantic..” he pouts, pouts like the adorable tryharding asshat he is, and you’re so so happy. your cheeks hurt cus he's tugging at them but his right thumb is digging into your cheek. you can feel the little callous on his middle finger because he holds his pencil with too much pressure on it.

“you’re so adorable.” it tumbles out between a watery laugh before you can stop it, katsuki’s jaw ticks and he gets even redder if that was even possible—he uses his right hand to squish your nose shut mid breath so your ears pop.

“shut it, shut up. ya ruined everything.” ducking down, his teeth make contact with your cheek and your chin knocks against his when you jump with a little scream. "i literally just finished. was just about to hand it to you, but noooo—everythin' has to go your way.." he angrily mumbles into your neck.

you press a kiss to his nape and he stiffens "i'm sorry for ruining your perfect surprise." he scoffs, biting at your shoulder. "i'm really happy though, it was unfortunately very worth it."

"you're a fuckin' fiend." he spits out, and you really can't help but laugh "love you too." you snort out, and his hands, both of them squeeze your sides hard, your cheeks hurt and you can't help but laugh.

from this req !! fem ! reader , mentions of periods

there was only one thing in the world that bakugo katsuki truly loved. and it wasnt his favourite spicy food, or going on a hike in the early morning. katsuki wasnt that shallow that he would value something so temporary over the most important thing in his life.

it was fairly simple, really. what katsuki loved more than anything was his girlfriend. of course, he would never admit it to anyone, and especially never to you. katsuki would rather rip his teeth out than admit how much he loved everything about you.

but whenever katsuki would look over at you during any moment of the day, he couldnt help the tight squeeze in his chest, and his hands would get all sweaty. during the first couple weeks of your newfound relationship, katsuki would stumble over his words, and was always too nervous to hold your hand — he always immediately defended himself by claiming that he 'didnt wanna hold your stupid hand.'

as your relationship progressed, katsuki became much more relaxed and comfortable around you, and it had gotten to the point that even if you were in public or private, he needed to have at least one hand on your skin at all times. it didnt matter whether if it was a hand on your waist, around your shoulders, your fingers intertwined with one another... katsuki just had to be touching you in some way. he could be seen as overprotective, or just plain clingy, but you knew what was the actual reason for his need for physical touch. katsuki was not a verbally kind man — he couldnt compliment people, and his voice was always a few times louder than anyone else. of course, he still softened up around you, but katsuki felt as though his love was being concealed by his rough persona.

so, when youre laying on the sofa in the common area of the dorms, you can almost begin to predict when youll feel katsuki's palms cup your cheeks and squeeze them. katsuki had an odd obsession with your face, and he would usually either squeeze, bite or kiss all over it. the affection only got worse when katsuki was in a softer mood, or when you were looking slightly vulnerable — if you were tired, or on your period. he would hold your body so close to his own, not wanting to admit that his heart was going into overdrive from the uncontrollable amount of cuteness aggression he was feeling.

"i know i don' say it a lot, but i love ya. you better not go one day thinkin' that you aint loved, 'cause i swear, id do anythin' for you..." was what katsuki had whispered to you one night, as the two of you lay in his bed, with your body cuddled up to his and your head laying on his chest. you had just had one of the worst days ever, but thankfully, your boyfriend always knew how to cheer you up, in his own way. he would always be there to hold you close and squeeze your body to his — katsuki was clingy, but it made you love him so much more every single day, and you wouldnt ever stop.

Boyfriend haul

background information:

recently i saw this video on tiktok where people show off their boyfriends in a haul type of tiktok so i wanted to show how this would go with bakugou.

bakugou and reader are both 21

bakugou lives with kaminari, kirishima and sero. I like to imagine they’re apartment having a up and downstairs.

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There are two things you love. Tiktok and your Boyfriend katsuki, and what’s better then one of them? both of them,…together.

You were in bakugous room watching tiktoks when a video comes up on your fyp called ‘ Boyfriend haul ‘. While watching the video you couldn’t help but smile at the video, then a bright idea came up to ask bakugo to do this with you.

Bakugou doesn’t really post on tiktok, but in the past he has done videos with you “ against his will “ so there shouldn’t be a problem.

You get out of his bed and go downstairs to the living room. Apon entering the area the first person to notice your presences is sero while he’s making his way back to the rest of the group.

“ hey y/n! how was your nap?” “ Ah it was good, i slept in the best bed after all “ hearing this sero giggles. Hearing your name the first person to turn around is kaminari, he’s the one you’re the closest with.

“ Y/NNNNNNN you’ve FINALLY awoken from you slumber “ he says as he gets up and makes is way over to you. Bakugou sees you but doesn’t do anything knowing you’ll make your way over to him. Once all three of you make your way to the couch you immediately go and sit next to bakugou.

“ Hi suki “ you say while giving him a hug. “ hey “ kaminari sees this and says “ ew you woke up just to snuggle with your boyfriend? “ “ shut up “ kirishima says before bakugou could say anything ( or do anything).

“ i need you help with something suki “ “ huh? with what? “ “ come upstairs and i’ll show you “ bakugo gives you a confused face and mumbles something underneath his breath but ends up getting up and following you back to his room.

“ Sooo….what kind of-“ “ shut up kaminari “ sero and kirishima say together “ wow, live with yours friends they said, it will be soooo much fun “ he says while leaning back into the couch,

once making it up stairs you pull out your phone. “ what the hell are you doing, and what do you need help with? “ “ Look “. you show him the video and say “ can we do this please “ with a smile.

“ No. “ “ WHY “ “ because that’s stupid, plus you said you needed help with something. i thought you saw a spider and needed me to kill it “ he said while sighing and crossed his arms. Looking into his eyes, you put you hands on you hip and say “ fine i’ll ask kaminari “ while walking past him. Once you reach the outside of the door he immediately pulls you back into the room and slams the door “ like hell you will, hurry up and do what you going to do. “

Satisfied with his answer you walk over to his desk and set up your phone to record “ ok so go over there, out a frame and then i’ll introduce you and say a bunch of stuff then we’re done” “ what are you going to say….. “ “ don’t worry a bunch of good things”” fine whatever”. Before pressing record you stand on your tippy toes and give him a quick kiss.

“ Ok guys i got a boyfriend for christmas and im going to give you all a haul “ stepping out of frame you grab bakugo and walk you both back in “

“ this model is a hero, he’s 6’2 and blonde and has red eyes “ you pull bakugos face into the camera which he grumbles at “ turn to side, ok nice jaw line, turn to the other side. and he has dimples” backing him up you say “ put your head up “ “ what? “ “ oh my- here “ you pull his head back and say “ nice adam’s apple, ok now here’s my favorite feature “ you turn bakugou to the side and grab his arm and roll up his sleeve. “ this model and very VERY nice arms. I like to bite them thinking it will taste like strawberry cake, it never does “.

Hearing this bakugou smiles “ ok now back to the front, he’s very nice to look at and to touch, ok turn around. thank you Anyways he has a great back and a nice butt that i like to grab”. Before you can even touch bakugou he grabs your hand and looks at you with a dark look “ Don’t “ Rolling your eyes you turn him back around and say.

“ i wasn’t going to mention this but as you can see this model does have a couple of malfunctions, he likes to talk back and has a very slick mouth. He also likes to fight. “

Apon hearing this bakugou breaks the cool guy and completely blows up “ HUHHH?? DO YOU GET OFF BY SAYING CRAP LIKE THIS?? THAT IS NOT TRUE “ “ know bakugou had no intention of hurting you, you turn to the camera and say “ see “ this only further angers him, he pull you into him picks you up and walks over to drop you on his bed “ See what? you know what you’re right i do like to fight and we’re gonna fight right now”. he says while raising both his hands and moving his fingers “ WAIT KATS NO- “

Bakugou katsuki ended up tickling you until he felt like you had been punished enough.Once he was done he leaned down and gave you a small kiss. it was sweet and soft really showing how much he cared about you. once he pulled away and got up and said “ hurry up and come downstairs before anyone gets any ideas”

Bakugou left you there with a sore tummy and sore cheeks but at least you got through your video.

The next day when you woke up bakugou wasn’t there, you saw a text message saying “ sorry I had to leave earlier then expected, hero stuff “ then and hour later he sent “ Also you’re video isn’t as horrible as i thought it would be “ confused you open tiktok and see that your video had completely blew up.

Rewatching it you couldn’t help but smile. Bakugou always knew how to put a smile on your face.

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Hello, this was very poorly written i know sorry.