What 2+2?

rare ships like these need more recognition

duo dynamic.

[ in which your favourite pornstar invites a special guest over for one of his lives — tobio kageyama x tsukishima kei, female reader ]

➵ word count: 3.4K | characters aged up 18+, pornstar!kageyama, some brattysub!kageyama x dom!tsukishima, masturbation (use of toys; vibrator), name-calling (degradation),, face-fucking (deep-throating), ass play, slow to rough sex, teasing, aftercare.

➵ © i do not own haikyuu!! all credit for the show goes to haruichi furudate. i only own the story, writing and au.

➵ a/n: a thank you to @letshaikyuu​ because she’s just so supportive and sweet in general? but she helped me with a few aspects of this fic so creds to her. i honestly don’t know where i would be without her <3

❝give yourself up to me entirely and i can’t promise you won’t be broken.❞

Perhaps it would be best to say that it all started with a click and a play. But then again, you couldn’t exactly recall how it all came to be during the six months that had passed. You’d like to say that you use your resources to a minimum wage, but the vibrator that buzzed to life every evening spoke another story you couldn’t bring yourself to deny.

The strangeness of it all was enough to cloud your mind; maybe that’s why you forgot how it started. Maybe that’s why you forgot how you ended up masturbating to a twenty-four year old guy on the glossy screen of your laptop. You didn’t really know much about him, so you couldn’t exactly call what you had a crush. Knowing his last name wasn’t enough either.

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a scenario where bakugou ends up having a kid at 17 or smth and decides he doesn't want the baby so he breaks up w/ his gf and they meet again in 10 years and bakugous a prohero and his ex is doing her thing maybe?? sorry thats super long qwq

Of course! This one will be a lil angsty so be prepared. Sorry for such a long wait!

You sat in his room, ready to give the big news. While you preferred to have the whole class here to celebrate the wonderful occasion you knew how much your boyfriend hated big events.

Instead you opted for a more closed off area to tell Katsuki of his future child, of course it was far from planned but after talking to his best friend Kirishima, the two of you decided now was the time to tell him.

“Good luck (s/o), tell me how it goes!” Kirishima said with a big grin before leaving you and your rising nerves alone in the room.

Everything would be fine right? You knew it wasn’t planned but you weren’t upset, you had your future child inside you how could you not be happy. He would be happy… right?

A loud bang of the door blew your thoughts away as your eyes shot up to the door to see your sweating boyfriend, he must’ve been training.

“Bakugou! How was your training?” You asked with a smile offering him a water which he snatched from you gratefully.

“Intense. But I kicked everyone’s ass so it doesn’t matter.” Bakugou hissed before taking a long gulp of his water, looking you up and down.

Something was up.

“Why the fuck are you here anyway? I thought you go out with your friends on Friday’s.” Bakugou questioned, using his shirt to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Taking a gulp of your own saliva you inhaled before smiling, “Well.. I had some exciting news to tell you so I skipped girls night.” 

“Wow you skipped a night of shopping to tell me something? This ought to be fucking good.”

You laughed sheepishly before standing up straighter, the white piece of plastic you were hiding behind you holding the big news you were about to tell.

“Well.. we’ve been together for a long time and while this wasn’t planned-”

“What the fuck are you hiding behind your back?” Bakugou questioned, his crimson eyes narrowing to you suspiciously.

“I’m going to get to that just one second.” You said, your eye twitching in annoyance every time he interrupted.

“Oh for fucks sake what is it?” Bakugou growled, storming over to you as he shoved your arm to him and ripped the object from your grasp.

Your eyes widened at the sudden movement, giving you no time to explain so you just went for it. “I’m pregnant!”

Bakugou just looked down to the pregnancy test, his face showing no emotion. You blinked at his blank response, putting your hand on his shoulder with a big grin.

“Katsuki don’t you get it! I’m pregnant with your baby! We’re going to have a family.” You said with a joyful smile, assuming he just didn’t understand what you were showing him.

“Are you fucking serious?” 

Your smile fell for a second hearing his bitter tone of voice, was he… mad?

“You know I’ve been working to be a hero for all my life and you get pregnant?” Bakugou hissed, his red eyes now glaring to you.

You felt as if you had been punched in the gut, all air seeming to come out of your lungs, “O..Of course it wasn’t planned but…”

“Obviously fucking not! You couldn’t remember to take your birth control pills (s/o) really? You didn’t care that much that you ruined my dream with this!” Bakugou growled, throwing the pregnancy test across the room, the plastic slamming against the wall causing you to flinch.

“K..Katsuki… I thought you would be happy!” You cried back, tears beginning to stream down your face as your arms began to shake.

This couldn’t be happening.

Bakugou laughed bitterly as he ran his fingers through his hair a fumbled mess, “Happy? Really (s/o) you thought ruining my career would make me fucking happy?” 

You hadn’t noticed how your breathing had begun to grow deep and heavy, as if your lungs were to collapse at any moment. How could he say this to you? He was blaming you for ruining his life?

“After all we’ve been through Bakugou, are you serious?” You questioned, tears streaming down your face as you grabbed his hand in one final act to snap him out of this trance he seemed to be in.

“I think you should go.” Bakugou hissed, snatching his arm out of your grasp.

Your (e/c) eyes widened in horror at his words, three years of being together and all she needed to do was have their kid to tear it all apart.

“Fine.” You whispered, grabbing your bag as you stormed to the door, warm angry tears strolling down your face, “Sorry I ruined your fucking life Katsuki, I’ll just get out of it forever so you don’t have to worry about it.” You hissed coldly shooting him a final glare before slamming the door behind you.

The ash blond just stared at the door feeling warm tears threaten to spill from his own eyes, fists clenched.

“Damn it!”

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Six Years Later

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“So how’s it going at your hotshot agency Bakugou? Being in the center of Japan must be chaotic.”

Bakugou let out an exhausted sigh as him and his three former classmates walked around the city park. He had seen Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero on the news plenty of times since they were all pro heroes at the same agency but never in person since he had been signed with the number one agency in the world.

“Yeah I bet it feels to finally live up to your name, Number One Hero in the world!” Kirishima said with a grin elbowing the ash blond.

Even though he had a better control of his temper than he did as a kid, this didn’t stop Bakugou from rolling his eyes and glaring to his friend.

“It’s going fine, you shouldn’t be so fucking surprised that I’m the number one hero.”

“We’re just messing with you bro, it’s just been so long since we’ve seen you.” Sero said, running his hands through his black hair.

Bakugou nodded rubbing his own pale cheeks as they walked down the smooth sidewalk, “Yeah I was pretty shocked when my agency gave me a break, I’ve been working so damn much it feels weird to be off my schedule.”

“Well we’re glad you’re back Bakubro, the rest of the class is down here too we should grab dinner together or something.” Kirishima said, the boys nodding in agreement.

The ash blond remained quiet as the boys explained how their life had been the past few years, reflecting on how his life was.

He had it all. Dream job, plenty of money, tons of fans, even the title he had been dreaming of his own life: Number One Hero in the world.

But something in him always felt empty, digging at his skin every night and he just hated it. While he understood he had never truly been in touch with his feelings, still he couldn’t pin point what it was. And since he was too prideful to ever admit this insecurity, he kept letting it eat at his soul ever since it began.

It was beginning to drive him insane.

“Well look what we have here boys.” Kaminari said in a mischievous tone, catching Bakugou’s attention as he looked over to what he was talking about.

A group of women doing what Bakugou assumed was yoga in the middle of the park, each of them doing a weird pose on colorful mats.

“What do you say we hit them with some of our charm and good looks? Just like the good old days.” Kaminari said with a grin, Bakugou just rolling his eyes.

“Oh come on bro, they’re totally digging us! Look at them giggling like a bunch of school girls. We are famous y’know.” Sero said with a grin, the ash blond did take notice that a few of them were staring and pointing at the four boys.

“Maybe we could invite them to dinner with us tonight! I can’t wait to see Mina’s face when she sees me with a lady.” Kirishima said wiggling his eyebrows.

“Dibs on the blond one!” Kaminari shouted, causing a sharp whine to escape Sero’s lips as the three darted over to the group pushing and shoving.

Bakugou pinched the bridge of his nose and huffed at his former classmates, “Idiots.”

The last thing he wanted to do was walk into a group of fan girls who were going to act like little puppies begging for attention, he had to deal with that enough at work. 

Instead he decided to go to a drink stand and buy a water, he was going to be here all day after all since his friends were terrible at flirting. He wasn’t about to fry in the sun without some sort of refreshment. 

Walking back to a tree to sit under he uncapped the lid and brought it to his lips taking a long sip until something quick bumped into him causing him to spill the cold drink all over his shirt and whoever had just run into him.

“Oi what the hell was that? Watch where you’re fucking goi…” Bakugou’s words froze when he saw the familiar eyes looking up to him furiously.

“Did you not see me running across the field you complete… B..Bakugou?” Your angry words came to a stop when you saw those crimson eyes looking back down to you.

Bakugou couldn’t find words, instead he let his eyes do the work. While most of your features stayed the same, you were still very different. Your (s/c) face grew more mature and you were at least to the height of his nose now compared to your short form before. Your (h/c) was tied up into a neat ponytail and you wore just a sports bra and leggings, you must have been doing yoga with the group of women. 

“Wow (s/o).” Bakugou muttered, coughing a bit as he quickly put the lid back on his water, “It’s been a long time huh?”

You inhaled blinking for a second before nodding slowly, still not processing what was happening. “Yeah I guess it has.. you look good.”

“Yeah yeah, you do too. Are you a pro hero now or-”“I went into law, it was easier on me than my previous passion.” You cut him off with a grim expression, his guilty eyes shooting to the ground showed that he knew exactly what you meant.

“Oh wow, that’s still cool.” Bakugou responded shortly, so many different emotions flowing through his mind at once, but he wasn’t prepared for the next events that were about to unfold.

“Mommy! Mommy! You’re finished!” A small feminine voice squeaked, followed by a little girl running to you as you smiled arms wide.

Bakugou’s crimson eyes were opened wide, is throat suddenly dry. He felt as if he had sucker punched in the gut and he couldn’t breath. 

The girl had her mother’s face without a doubt but her ash blond hair and bright crimson eyes pierced into his own, for a second he thought he had seen himself. 

“Katsumi, my love.” You said in a warm tone as you lifted up the small girl in your arms and planted a kiss on her cheek.

Bakugou’s chest squeezed again, as if someone punched him again multiple times in the gut, “K…Katsumi?”

She named her… after him?

“Oh right, this is our… my daughter Katsumi.” You mumbled, forcing a smile as the small girl looked to Bakugou tilting her head.

“Mommy who is this strange man. He looks creepy.” Katsumi said slapping him away causing you to snort as you grabbed her hand quickly.

“Katsumi what did I say about hitting people! Only in self defense.” You said in as stern of a voice you could but you couldn’t help the giggles that slipped your mouth when Bakugou stared to her with shocked eyes.

“Wow she’s… she’s beautiful.” Bakugou croaked, feeling as if someone had just smacked a frying pan against his head. He swore his vision was going blurry.

“(s/o) c’mon! We need to get to the mall before it gets to crowded!” A young girl called to you, you gave her a thumbs up before looking back to Bakugou.

“It was uhm… I’m glad to see you’re doing okay.” You finally managed to say, a smile forcing onto your lips as you began to turn away with your daughter until a firm hand grabbed your wrist causing your head to dart back confused.

“(s/o) we need to talk, now.” Bakugou said sternly, his eyes nodding holding their usual angry look. Instead they held a desperate sort of look.

“Bakugou I…” You whispered, your (e/c) eyes beginning to grow warm as he looked at you his grip growing tighter on your wrist in a gentle manner.

“Please.”

With a defeated sigh you set down Katsumi, “Go on with Mrs. Lynn cutie, I’ll meet you two at the car.” You said softly, ruffling her ash blond hair as she nodded and ran off to your friend.

“Spit it out now Katsuki, I don’t have all day.” You muttered to the boy as you folded your arms, refusing to make eye contact.

His first name rolling off your tongue felt like a slap to the face, especially in the cold tone you gave him. Even though it had been six years it felt like just yesterday…

“Look (s/o) I am so sorry..” Bakugou muttered, his eyes looking down to your face with guilt written across his own, “When we were at UA I… I just had a one track mind and I thought that you were trying to sabotage me.”

Your (e/c) eyes glared to his, your mouth dropping, “Sabotage you? Are you serious? I thought I was giving you the best gift you ever could ask for! I was willing to take care of her and you told me I ruined your life!”

“I know (s/o), I was so fucking stupid I get that.” Bakugou growled, his stern voice already turning you off from the conversation and he took notice, growing angrier by the second as he felt warm tears threaten to spill from his eyes.

“(s/o) listen. I understand that you are pissed at me, you have every damn right to. I was a fucking asswipe and I let my own pride distract me from what was really important.” Bakugou spoke, you pretended not to listen but you couldn’t help but hear the meaningful words escape his lips.

“In all honesty these past few years have been awful. I’ve gotten everything I could’ve dreamed of and I still feel so… so…” Bakugou began to choke up on his words, gritting his teeth, “So fucking empty!”

Your (e/c) eyes looked up to his own in shock, he had never spoken to you like this. You had never even seen him cry, let alone be so vulnerable in front of you.

“I’ve been so damn miserable, I have made so many shitty decisions but this one…” Bakugou whispered, finally building up the courage to look at you, “After seeing you for the first time and your… our beautiful fucking daughter. The daughter I abandoned, the daughter I left you to sufferer with alone, the beautiful fucking daughter that you raised all by yourself.” 

Your heart began to melt seeing the steaming tears running down his cheeks, not even noticing the ones falling down your own (s/c) cheeks.

“I don’t care if you don’t forgive me, but I will be damned if I don’t tell you how fucking sorry I am. I threw away the best thing that has ever happened to me and I deserve every bit of misery I’ve faced these past years.” Bakugou cried, staring into your eyes with such intensity it made you freeze in place as he grabbed your hands.

“I am so sorry (s/o), thank you for raising such a beautiful little girl.” Bakugou croaked, squeezing your hands tightly before letting go, wiping away at his face as he heard your friend begin to call for you again.

“Sorry I ran into you, I’ll let you get going now.” The ash blond muttered, beginning to turn around until you grabbed his arm firmly and yanked him around before smashing your lips against his own.

His own crimson eyes stared down to you in shock and confusion until he didn’t even care why you were kissing him. Without questioned he grabbed your waist pulling you close to him and grabbed a handful of your soft (h/c) hair in his hands. He took in every piece of you he had been craving these past years.

You kept your shaking arms gripped tight onto his shirt to bring him closer before pulling away, both of you panting at the intensity of your kiss.

“I don’t know… if I can ever be with you again.” You whispered, your (e/c) eyes looking up to his own that were staring down to you in such a loving way.

“But after hearing your words, I know you aren’t lying to me when you say you’re sorry.” You admit, running your fingers through his ash blond hair.

“I meant every fucking word I spoke and I’ll repeat as many times as you need me to.” Bakugou breathed out, not wanting to let you go before you rested a finger on his lips to hush him.

“So I think I am willing to give you a chance, but don’t expect me to move quick. This will take time.” You muttered, letting out a quiet sniffle.

Bakugou laughed, his eyes blinking out tears as he lifted you up and spun you around letting out delirious laughs.

“You won’t regret this (s/o)! You can take as long as you need.” Bakugou said, setting you back down to the ground as you let out soft laughs before he cupped your face firmly, “I will wait for you until I am a fucking dinosaur, whenever you are ready I will be hear for you… to support my family.” 

Your lips curled into a smile as you wiped your face and held onto his hand, “You can start with a nice dinner, you have my number.”

Leaving a soft kiss on his cheek you let go of his hand and began to walk away waving to the boy, trying to calm your puffing red face down. “Goodbye Katsuki.”

The ash blond just stood their, watching your form walk away as a wide grin spread across his face. That empty feeling in his heart, the sickening feeling that had been eating away at him felt like it just disappeared. Now he just stood dumbfounded in the middle of the sidewalk, his shirt soaked from the water he had spilt along with his puffy eyes.

“What happened to you? You look like you just won the lottery.” Kirishima called from behind him, turning his gaze to you.

Bakugou just smiled, an unfamiliar sight for his three friends.

“I just won something even better.”

Hi it’s me again the Todoroki ones as soooo beautiful’ ✨ immaculate✨ , *chefs kiss* so hear me out- what if Bakugo got protective when the reader is talking and laughing with the other guys in 1A 🤭

a/n: we all know I love jealous hc’s, let's go! Also thank you so much! 

Jealous Bakugou

Visibly shaking

Everyone in your class is so nice and you’re part of Bakugou’s friend group

Which means you got along with Mina, Sero, Kaminari, Kirishima, and others. 

So why was your boyfriend violently staring them down as you talked and laughed with them. 

And Kaminari got a little too close for his liking

“Y/n! You totally needed to see what-” he started telling you a story moving closer and grabbing your shoulders to show the enthusiasm

That's when Bakugou exploded

“Uh oh” muttered Kirishima hearing Bakugous chair slam against the floor from standing up so fast

“SPARKY!” he screamed walking at lightning speed to you. 

“Huh” Kaminari let you go and turned around to Kirishima holding off Bakugou

“Woah Woah! What did I do?”Kaminari waved his hands with a worried expression

“Keep your hands off of Y/n!” he screamed nearly popping a blood vessel

You ran over him and gently took his hand, at this point Kirishima let him go. 

You leaned close into his ear and whispered “You know I’m all yours love”.

Needless to say, he got a BIT flustered

“Tch that's right, so you extras back off” he barked at Kaminari specifically

“Awww Bakugou’s jealous” Mina teased laughing

You winked at her letting out a small giggle 

“Simp” coughed out Kaminari which earned him a smack from both Bakugou and Kirishima

Bakugou got jealous a lot but he trusts you and knows you would never do anything like that

Just sometimes he wants some extra attention. 

Why does that make me cry?

Good Luck

Shigaraki Tomura x Fem! Child! Reader (PLATONIC) | Drabble! Fluff & Angst | Swearing!

Synopsis: You give Shigaraki a gift and he cherishes it up until the end

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You’re four years old, nervously fiddling with something in your hands. Shigaraki watches you out of the corner of his eye, wondering what on earth has you so shy. Your steps are soft as you make your way over to him. You climb onto the couch sliding next to Shigaraki, something clenched in your fist.

“Um, Kuri said you were going on a super important mission tomorrow,” You mumble, “So I made you something, for good luck.”

And then you’re opening your fist, and offering him a bracelet. It’s the ugliest thing that Tomura has ever seen. The string is the nastiest shade of puke green and The beads are garish and neon in color, not at all good for any stealth missions. And the letters on the bracelet are meant to say ‘Good luck’ but the letters are misplaced and instead say, ‘godo lukc.’ And the little bead at the end of the message that is heart shaped? don’t even get Tomura started. 

He loves it. 

“You don’t have to wear it,” You mumble, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. 

“Fuck that,” Tomura grumbles, sliding the bracelet onto his wrist, “I’m never going to take this thing off,”

“You-you like it?” You ask, eyes wide and small smile turning the corners of your lips.

“Best fucking thing on the planet,” Shigaraki assures you.

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Tomura is gathering villains for his attack on UA. And he’s getting really fucking annoyed. All these stupid villains are way too loud, and their chatter is starting to fray on Tomuras thin rope of patience. God, so much chatter. Tomuras hands twitch. His eyes fall to the bracelet around his wrist, lips twitching up. Right, he’s going to keep calm and-

“What the fuck is that thing on your wrist?” One of the villains asks, face scrunched in disgust, “It’s fucking ugly,”

And the rope snaps. 

Tomura whirls on the man, eyes flashing. His voice is deadly as he asks, “What did you just say?” 

The villain flinches, stepping back, before regaining his confidence, “You heard me, only fucking pansies wear shit like that! You keep talking all this big game, but I bet you’re just a weakling,”

Anger swells in Tomura’s chest, hot and heavy. To insult something you made, and insult him as well? He claws at his neck in frustration, and his voice is strained as he says, “Kurogiri…”

The bartender turns his back, “I see nothing,” 

Shigaraki takes that as approval, and he hauls back and punches the man in the face. Tomura feels the satisfactory crunch of the mans nose as he breaks it. The gasp of the other villains fills Tomura with sick pride. As the villain staggers back Tomura kicks him in the gut, the force knocking him to the ground. Tomura bends over and grabs onto the mans face, fingertips digging painfully into his jaw. His pinky hovers dangerously close to the mans skin. 

“Say it again,” Tomura hisses, voice dripping in venom “Insult it again,”

The villain lets out a choked noise from the back of his throat, eyes wide with fear. Tomura smiles, the poison in his expression has a chill settling into the room that he hates. “Nothing to say? I thought I was a weakling?”

Tomura scoffs, and places his pinky on the mans face. And as the man withers away, Tomura only feels cold satisfaction. He snaps his eyes up to the rest of the recruited villains, they flinch back, “Do any of you have any comments?”

They shake their heads and there is a choking blanket of silence that falls over the room. A sick smile curves Tomuras lips. 

Maybe this thing really does have good luck properties after all. 

–Bonus–

Tomura is slumped against the wall. He lets out a weak cough, pain flares form his side, blood leaks from his lips. He reaches into his pocket, carefully removing an old bracelet. As soon as his eyes make contact with the worn thing, his lips curve into a smile. Most of the beads have fallen off, and on the other beads, the paint is completely chipped away. There’s knots all over the string from where Tomura has tied and retied the bracelet. As Tomura inhales his final breaths, he thinks of you. The way your face used to light up when he came home, the soft feeling of your pinky linked with his, and your bright smile. 

He misses your smile.

 It would be comforting to have you here now, instead of dying here, alone and sad. 

“Sorry,” He apologizes, even though he knows you won’t hear it. 

He closes his fist around the bracelet, tipping his head back, warm tears sliding down his cheeks. “I guess your good luck charm ran out today,”

hiiii love, hope you're doing fine during quarantine. I really loooooooove your writing and I have an request with either todoroki or bakugou being a doctor and fucking readers brains out, either as a patient or nurse/doctor #iamadirtyasshoe k thx byeeeeeee °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

FUCK THIS IS THE ONLY THING I’vE BEEN THINKING ABOUT DAMN YOU!!!!

happy nurse appreciation day! (also super super innaccurate to what nurses do, I know that as a fact because this is a horny thought and not a fic... so im so so so sosoosososo sorry to my nurses, nursing students, or nursing potentials out there)

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dr. bakugou knew that hospitals would not run without the assistance of nurses. he knew that with a staff of just under one hundred doctors, it was the hundreds and probably thousands of nurses that were the reason why the hospital didn’t split down the middle. but he didn’t understand why you — the head nurse on the trauma floor — pissed him off so badly. he was a trauma surgeon, specializing with victims for burn, explosion, and other fire related injuries. he was damn amazing at what he did, and even at the age of thirty he was the best one in the entire world.

as such a man with his talents, he expect everyone in his department to be just as good as him. he didn’t like weak links. he wanted to prove that he was the best in every single way. the old head nurse in his department had followed his every command, obedient, and quiet. but much to his discontent he had retired and you took his place. and you pissed him off.

you were a fantastic nurse, don’t get him wrong! even at your young age and having only been to nursing school, you were more competent than the doctors he worked with! you’ve joined him in the OR room, accurately calling out what to do when a fourth year student was breaking down, youve saved so many post-op patients that bakugou somehow believed you must be a doctor in disguise. but no, you were a nurse, and for worst, you knew how good you were.

you challenged him, argued with some calls he made — and while you had never been wrong it annoyed him. your personality was so bright, a true light of hope in such an intense ward of the hospital, your clip responses, blaring firey eyes, and curling lips when you smiled when patients thanked both you and bakugou for your care.

despite the albeit rough interactions, bakugou had never been put into a situation where you ignored his demands. that is until he caught you doing things you weren’t supposed to be doing, an open and deceitful act of power when he slammed the door closed behind him.

he was dressed in his dark navy blue scrubs, his white lab coat sat tight on his shoulders expanding and contouring where his muscles sat and it was unbuttoned. he wasn’t a doctor like this, no, he was an officer in a lab coat like this. somehow while completing an 80 hour work week he still found time to keep his body in tip top shape after all.

you stared at him, an apple slice in your mouth, the lavender scrubs on your own body. your eyes remained on his while you wrote on the charts, a right you had earned by being as good as you were. bakugou’s eyebrows scrunched together his hand raising the chart that opened to the medication change.

a chart that once contained his rather neat handwriting and been crossed out and replaced with your own writing.

“yes?” you ask, placing a chart down while soothing out the top of your scrubs. his eyes followed your hand movements and it only made him more annoyed. on top of everything that you managed to do to piss him off, there was nothing stopping him from believing that you were hot. your scrubs were always professional, your dumb curves alluring, your pretty smile infuriating, and that know it all personality really pushing every button in bakugou’s head.

“why the hell are you changing medication without asking?!” he snarled, angry and embarrassed that you didn’t even think to asking him before the change.

“it wasn’t working because the patient is diabetic,” you say with a shrug, your lips quirking into a smile.

“no he isn’t,” bakugou stated with an eye roll, “he said that—.”

“I know what he said too,” you laugh, your shoulders shrugging. “but a fourth year was concerned and well... we ordered some tests and it turns out we were right.”

and for whatever reason bakugou just knew it was you, not the student, who figured it out.

“you’re a pain in the ass,” he snapped, his arms crossing defiantly. “did you know that?”

“i’ve been told on numerous occasions, actually,” you grin leaning against the counter, your white shoe propped out while you continued to stare at him. “why, do I bother you, dr bakugou?”

“because you try acting like you own the damn place, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou countered, trying his best not to grit his own teeth. 

“you want to know why?” you ask, pushing off the table you had been leaning on to walk over towards him. your steps were small, slow, teasing if he knew any better. “why I don’t follow your every command?”

“because you think you’re better than me,” bakugou lay, his eyes looking down at you. you were before him finally, your lips perked into a smirk while you shook your head.

“not exactly,” you admit, but the glint in your eyes confirms that it was at the very least, partially that. “guess again.”

“you weren’t selected to go to med school and are taking it out on me?” bakugou grunted watching the way that your eyes took him all in. he hated to admit the power the swelled in him at your lingering and obvious gaze. a part of him wanted to puff his chest out in pride, but a larger part of him barked that it was wrong.

“does it seem that I would be rejected from med school?” you ask, your tone almost offended. “all that money to become a doctor, a surgeon at that, I’d expect you to put this little puzzle together.”

“why don’t you just fucking tell me then? because the last time I checked, nurses are supposed to help doctors, no?” bakugou growled, his eyes dark, gaze low.

“we are, that’s true, but i’m a special nurse,” you giggle, the sound as light as shining bells but two times as sweet. “I made head nurse of the hospitals most esteemed department before hitting thirty, I fought and worked hard for my spot; i’m sure you did too. but the thing is... I don’t see you as a commander, you’re not a... how do I put it...” you trailed off, a finger tapping at your chin while you thought. and bakugou’s heart ran wild watching your still somehow perfectly fingernail tap against your face. “oh, yes! you’re not an alpha male.”

bakugou saw red.

“WHAT?!”

“what?”

“what the hell is that supposed to mean?!”

“exactly what it sounds like I meant!”

“how on fucks name am I not an... an alpha male!” bakugous face burned at those words. what kinda fucking comparison was that?! 

“i’ve met men who are, hunny,” your smile is slow and sweet. “trust me, you’re not.”

fury and fire rose in his chest, and your dumb stupid face and eyes continued to draw him in.

“obviously you’re blind then,” bakugou steely said, his eyes focused in on the way that yours seemed to be enjoying this, maybe even a bit too much. 

he watched the way your pink tongue poked out, dragging along the bottom of your lip with a growing smirk, “prove it.”

now bakugou was no idiot, he knew the weight your words held, what you meant by your words. he also knew that sexual relations between the head nurse and an attending. but there was no holding back the fire that had been in his chest, burning so brightly that it overwhelmed him, creating a fiery explosion of action. 

his hands gripped your cheeks, pulling you in towards him, and his lips slammed against yours. you had been expecting this it seems, your hands making their way immediately to his white coat, fisting into the rough fabric while you felt his lips part against yours. 

this was surreal, for months now you had been interested in none other than dr. bakugou. he was temperamental and was so damn good and extraordinary at his job. his old head nurse had been someone who warned you about him, the best way to get him to leave you alone was to be the perfect follower. but you didn’t want him to leave you alone. no, you wanted what you were having right now. his sweet tongue pressing into your mouth, his strong and skilled fingers now pressing into your lower back, kissing you. commanding you.

you could barely keep yourself from laughing, the joy of finally winning over the cocky and temperamental doctor making you giddy.

“don’t fucking think imma let you get away with this,” bakugou growled against your mouth, his dangerous and heated lips leaving your mouth to press tearing and searing kisses against your skin.

“get away with what, beta?” you breathlessly sigh, hearing the way that the door was locked behind him sending pleasurable jolts down your spine.

“fucking hell, woman,” he snarled, and you couldn’t hold the surprised gasp when he suddenly lifted you up. your legs fastened around his waist, and to your utter joy, amazement, and fueling lust you could feel him stirring in his scrubs. 

your balance dipped when he slammed you down on the table. his mouth was furious against yours, lips that was more teeth and lips, desperate and ready to prove a point that you already knew to be truth. “I’ll fucking show you who’s a goddamn alpha.”

you could barely keep your legs locked around him when he lifted your scrub above your head. the taste of apples long gone from your tongue, now soaked with bakugous own taste. your chest heaved when he gazed at your breasts.

“first time seeing a pair of tits outside a medical book?” you banter, and bakugou’s eyes flashed dangerously.

oh this was too easy, you thought, but your delight was interrupted the moment he shedded your bra, flinging it down to the floor. 

his mouth moved to capture one of your pert nipples between his teeth, his tongue flicking against the bud. his other hand then moving to your other breast, massaging the tender and soft flesh between his expert hands. your back arching impossibly closer to him at this new feeling, his hot and wet mouth sending you into a hysteria while you buried your fingers into his messy hair, tugging him impossibly closer to your needy body. the growl that left his lips vibrates around your skin, making you shudder. he moves to give your neglected breast the same attention, his noises of approval from your tearing fingers sending a fire like no other between your thighs

“you’re so fucking hot,” he groans from the back of his throat, moving back to your lips. his tongue moves to press back between your lips, your own tongue moving to greet his again like a lost lover. but bakugou pressed on. 

his fingers moved to yank off the pants of your scrubs, something that was hard to do with your sitting position. but he lifted you back up, an elicit moan sounding from both your mouths at the feeling of your cold and wet tits dragging against his hot and solid pecs.

“I know...  i know i am,” you managed to get out between lustful kisses, when your pants hit the floor. bakugou’s presses his hips up firmly against your own giving your panties only claded body a taste of what was to come.  

“would you shut up,” he snarled, pressing even harder into you until your teeth clashed together. 

you shuddered when the cold surface of the table once again meet your unsuspecting thighs, but you were tossed right back into a state of euphoria the moment his thumb padded near to your cunt, teasing your core by merely tracing around it.

“look at how fucking easy you are, nurse y/l/n. telling me how i’m not some damn fucking alpha but you were ready to fucking hop on my cock since day one,” bakugou growled in victory. he pressed his thumb down against your panties, pressing into your clit before feeling the wetness pooling against the crotch.

“bakugou,” you whined as you felt him press down against you, calloused fingers seeking out your clit through the thin material of your panties, “don’t-”

“that’s dr. bakugou to you, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou commanded, his vermillion eyes burying into your own. your breathing quickened at the intensity behind his eyes, the desire for you, the alpha in him. “what do you want?”

"an alpha gets what he wants, no?” you sigh, your hips rolling against his floating fingers, sighing at the needed friction that came with it. “you don’t want me doing what I need to do on the floor, why bother now?”

there was silence, your words doing something to the doctor who laughed almost cruelly.

the clatter of bakugou haphazardly discarding his own coat and scrubs to the floor rang out as you bit your lower lip. you could hardly believe the sight of his cock that bounced out, slapping against his stomach while he tore away your panties. the weeping head of bakugou’s cock carded against your needy cunt, the bead of pre-cum against the tip smearing against your skin as he pressed the head against your clit teasing the stimulation instead of giving it too you. your fingers dug into bakugou’s forearms to keep yourself still as you tried to align yourself with his thrusting and throbbing cock, desperate for any stimulation.

“needy fucking slut,” bakugou laughed, the rough noise sending goosebumps across your skin. moving the head of his cock down to your tightness, pressing the swollen head inside your sopping cunt. the stretch of his cock nearly had your eyes rolling to the back of your head, the feeling of his thick, veiny cock trying to press into you, overwhelming you. you panted heavily at the intrusion, but still you tried to snap your hips against him. trying to get him to bury himself inside you to the hilt. bakugou caught your movements and pulling his cock away with a cocky grin, “don’t piss off your alpha male, nurse y/l/n-”

“y-you’re not--” you squeak, trying to keep your walls from clenching around him like a vice. “you’re not my alpha male...”

“well, then, I guess I’ll just--” bakugou pulled back leaving your desperate cunt without him, and a wail on your tongue.

“dr. bakugou, please-” you mewl loudly, your fingers curling onto his shoulders, trying to tug him back towards your body. the need between your legs was intense, too intense for you to fuck around like before. your cunt squeezing tightly while you coaxed him to shove his cock back inside you.

“oh?” bakugou feigned shock, his eyebrows lifting slightly to your discontent, his large palm coming under your thigh to hoist it up against his hip, the tip of his hard cock now pressed against your cunt again, “who do you want to fuck you?”

“dr. bakugou, please, please, fuck me, be my alpha-- SHIT!!!” 

catching you by surprise bakugou he buried himself inside you until the tip of his cock pressed into your cervix, your legs spasming around his wasit. with a groan, bakugous strong hands gripping your thighs as he pushed you down, using the table as support as he began to pound inside you relentlessly.

“you’re so fucking tight,” bakugou panted, pressing sloppy kisses against your neck, fingertips digging into the curve of your waist while he slammed into you with quick, harsh thrusts.

the movement was making you repetitvely slide against the table, your sweating skin relievivng traction while bakugou pounded into you. his speed was insane, his hips rough and forceful with the table creaking under ever successive thrust. the pleasure of bakugo’s cock filling you to the brim was overwhelming, taking over your senses as you continued mewl his name from his rough thrusts. 

bakugous hands lifted your thighs up, keeping them on his shoulders increasing the angle and the position of his hips, allowing gravity to help him drop back down your squelching cunt as you felt the prominent veins drag against your tight walls. your breasts bouncing from the quick motion, your fingers leaving bloodied crescent indents in his skin. the words that were once only muffled began to come out as garbled mumbles as you tried to keep your sanity up with his thrusts, the position making it difficult to move as your head fell repetitively against the table while you arched against him. this movement only exposing your neck to bakugou’s lips as he pressed his weight further onto you, leaving harsh and bruising bites against your skin.

“you’re so obedient like this, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou snarled in amusement, his eyes watching the line of drool that slipped out from between your parted lips, his tongue moving up to lap it up as he continued rocking his hips into yours, sweat making your bodies stick together and create delicious friction as he lowered his head to bite against the swell of your breast exposed from your dress being pulled down, “you all mine.”

“all yours,” you babble, eyes unable to focus on anything while your cunt burned in his fury.

“gonna fill this pretty pussy all the way fucking up,” he pants, his fingers twisting your nipples, your cry wanton and loud. “and then you’re gonna go back to work and listen like some good omega bitch.” his hands squeezing your plush flesh as his thrusts became sporadic, sloppily pounding into your body, his fingers trailing down, brushing against your clit to give you some extra stimulation as he sought out his release.

you whined at bakugou coarse and explicit words, each one enunciated by a rut of his hips, your entire body searing with the spreading stretch of your cunt around bakugou’s fat cock.

“dr. bakugou,” you screech as bakugou gave a particularly hard thrust inside you, the movement causing the head of his cock to hit the spongy wetness inside you that had you seeing stars, your eyes rolling as you continue to hump on his length, “oh fuckfuckfuck.”

“you wanna cum?” bakugous eyes remained locked on your euphoric facial expression, his sense of priding brimming over the top with how he was making you feel, “want to cum around your doctors cock?”

“doctor-” you babble when his cock hits a spot that had you contracting around his length, your thighs trembling against his shoulders when you felt yourself reaching your high, “bakugou, please.”

“Cum on my cock, nurse y/l/n” bakugou growled in your ear, his weight pressed entirely onto you. the sounds of your squelching joining sex, the stretch of your cunt, and his maddening voice in your ear was enough to send you over the top. an explosion of pleasure slammed through you, your cunt trembling, clenching and weeping in your release.

you sob in when its over, your walls still squeezing around his cock in the aftershocks of your climax, bakugou’s pace unrelenting as he fucked you like a pussy sleeve, pounding up into you to search for his own release. your body unable to come down from your high as you continued to writhe against him, nails leaving harsh welts against his skin as you quivered against him, his name coming out between jumbled curses as you felt yourself dancing on the edge once more, his cock brushing against the perfect spots inside you.

bakugou seemed to notice a second high building within you, for his hand stretched between your meeting stomachs, slipping between your spasming lips to reach your clit, rubbing it frantically with his thumb, “why don’t you cum on my cock one more time.”

his lewd words on top of him playing with your clit is enough to send you back over, a second orgasm crashing through you as he continued his sloppy and powerful thrusts inside you.

“shit,” bakugou felt your cunt squeezing his cock as you continued to pulse around him, leading him towards his own release as his thrusts stuttered inside you, thick and hot cum milking from his cock coating your insides as he came with a gruff grunt.

the two of you stayed there for some time, nothing but mixing hot breathes, sweating bodies, and delirious brains. you couldn’t even open your eyes, exhaustion and excitement keeping them sealed tight. but you were still at work and the all too familiar sound of your pagers going off. 

a small groan left your lips while he got off you, the release of his cock from your abused cunt was a feeling you hadn’t wished to return to, but still, you had to get dressed with the feeling of your intermixed cum slipping from your cunt. you dressed in silence, ready to go out and fight the oncoming ambulence.

“I expect you to do as you’re told now, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou stated, pushing his white coat back on while he began walking back to the front door while you slide your own scrubs on. “you’re mine, I hope you remember that.”

your face felt on fire when he opened the door and left. you sighed knowing that you had a job to do after all, nurses were supposed to meet the demand of doctors at the end of the day

BACK DOOR :: HAN

Bnha Fusion Dances

 (They’re alphabetically ordered!)

BakuKiriKami : https://youtu.be/9TZYvud_ngY

Bakushima : https://youtu.be/xCkVrbZCtMA

Iideku : https://youtu.be/-eB67M5KDTI

KamiJiro : https://youtu.be/B8A4tAbLvCg

Kirikami : https://youtu.be/EBwjBMgcUdU

KiriMina : https://youtu.be/w0jy4-jrZhQ

OchaDeku  : https://youtu.be/TZkSnxOeP4Y

OchaMina : https://youtu.be/qT8ucC1l5Fo

Ochatodo: https://youtu.be/VGZXXqe_p3I

ShinIida : https://youtu.be/tPQskN0CvqE

ShouToko : https://youtu.be/mc5cx7cE-uU

Tenchako : https://youtu.be/ef8e_JENKNA

TetsuKami ; https://youtu.be/JmNs32l5iUQ

Tododeku : https://youtu.be/5Hqp0tai_qs

Todomomo : https://youtu.be/k9CfPM6tgF4

UraTsuyu : https://youtu.be/B6UCwDIK0Nk

Yoshino and Teka flying together, also Yoshi can make Teka fly with his quirk (Telekinesis)

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Finished Banana Fish a few hours ago and Im crying again ✌ -3-

Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Summary: You and Midoriya going on a date in which you fly together and Midoriya being considerate and super cute for your second date

Quirk: You have 3 pairs of wings. each are almost as big as Hawks’. More info in the fic. 

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, cursing

WC: 1,446

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From the moment you walked in the door, he knew he was entranced by you. The door opened, revealing no one as the class continued to stare at the empty doorstep. Then you came, you flew in with the middle pair of wings unraveled in it’s breathtaking glory. You were laughing the whole time, not caring for the stares of the class, “The door’s so cool!” you exclaimed. 

You heard how the door should be welcoming to any and all students with any quirk from your sister, who also dreamed of going to a school like this, and applying but not being able to make the cut. She did fully support you when you got in and rejoiced since you knew how much you wanted to be a hero even with the guilt that your sister wouldn’t be. She did find her true passion after all so it all worked out in the end.

But enough about her, this is about you. Your cheerful presence had interested everyone, bombarding you with questions after the quirk evaluation. You explained how your quirk worked and answered all their questions. They mostly included compliments on your speed and the size of your wings

Yet, though you’ve interacted with most of your class, you were surprised to have unintentionally avoided one, or rather, he avoided you. Normally he would never hesitate to ask someone about their quirk but something about you was... intimidating. He thought it was how powerful your quirk was but then again he was childhood friends with Bakugou. Then he realized, it was because he liked you. 

That can’t be right, he thought but it was your all around feel that was welcoming and you basically radiated comfort. You would answer back to anyone, weather you liked them or not, kindly. You even politely asked Mineta to stop touching you instead of just shoving him off like everyone else. You were really pretty too. You looked literally angelic, with your wings and all.

 That’s why when he finally talked to you, he was blown away with how you answered each of his questions without hesitation. A smile was present on your face the entire time and you were practically glowing, the warmth he felt from you calmed him of any nerves he had in the first place. 

After that it was like clockwork, he approached you everyday and ate lunch with you, studied with you and always made sure you were in perfect condition. You appreciated all he did to make sure you were well and in turn you accidentally caught feelings. 

You learned to care for him as well and were the one to stop him from overworking. You two were literally a perfect couple and everyone saw both your crushes on each other. But alas, you two were dense as fuck.

You never second-guessed Midoriya’s flustered reactions due to his fidgety nature and he never second-guessed your kindness as anything but that. You two were content as friends, you made that pretty clear to your friends. Still, that didn’t stop them from mentioning his crush on you, to you and your crush on Midoriya, to him. 

That brought you two to eventually talking it out and agreeing to go on a date. “Like normal people” you joked. And there was no better time than this week. It had been plenty stressful and you both needed to de-stress. You hadn’t really planned where to go but you both just agreed to stop by anywhere you felt like, just needing to get out of the dorms.

It was afternoon when you decided to go and once you were out of the campus, with permission from Aizawa, you began to realize that you should’ve indeed planned where to go. Instead, you both stood outside the gate, shuffling awkwardly, waiting for the other to talk. 

“Uh-” “So-”

You both flinched at one another, Deku turning bright red as you giggled. You calmed down first, “You were saying?” you gestured for him to continue

“U-Um yeah. Where did you wanna go?”

“Well, we already ate lunch so how ‘bout we go to a cafe for dessert” you suggested

“No thanks I’m still pretty full” said, rubbing his stomach. His eyes soon widened at the fact he rejected your suggestion, “B-But we can still go! I can pay!” he said desperately, he didn’t want you to change your mind and not go out with him anymore

You laughed out loud, “No worries! We can just go somewhere else” You smiled and he blushed again. You were so pretty when you did that. “How about you, you have any suggestions?” you asked him

He really didn’t. He’s the type to prepare for something before it happens, so this impromptu date was not up his alley. He looks at the sidewalk behind you, trying to think up where to go, even contemplating pulling out his phone to search up where to go for a date. You sensed his uneasiness and spoke up, “I do have this special spot I go to if you can’t think of anywhere”

“Special spot?” He said curiously.

You nodded, “Yup! It’s not too far so we can walk there”

He nodded, “Sure let’s go”

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“Here we are” you said. The walk had been quiet mostly, aside from some small talk. He did ask about where you were going but you told him it was a surprise. You talked about other things of course, about tests and other academic topics mostly. 

Eventually you reached your old apartment complex, your parents still lived here and you visited during holidays. He eyed it, blushing at the realization he now knew where you lived, before the dorms of course, and maybe you would take him to your room or something. Only the thought of it made him combust into flames

“Let’s go” you pulled him into the building, greeting the receptionist and her telling you your parents were out for work. You told her it was fine since you weren’t going to your home anyway. This piqued his interest because where else would you be going?

You then gestured for him to follow as you went to the elevator. He stood there awkwardly as you pressed the button for the top most floor. The time it took going up wasn’t much, the elevator stopping from time to time revealing no one who was gonna step in.

When you finally reached the top your excitement had also increased. You excitedly grabbed him by the wrist, running thought the corridor, past some doors, taking a turn and finding the staircase. You dragged him up, tripping once but refusing his help and running up the stairs, “Here it is” you said, opening the door to the roof.

You both stepped out and you immediately inhaled the familiar scent of dusty cement, taking you back to your childhood where your parents told you not to go off the edge. You did anyway, it was fun. Midoriya watched as you ran to the railing, looking down at the houses and restaurants below you. “I used to go here all the time after hard days. Its relaxing to just soar through the air since no one bothered me. Even if I got in trouble sometimes” You said.

He loved how serene you looked up here, the way you took in and released the clean air, how you enjoyed the fact it smelled different up there. There was no one around, just you two and the city breeze. 

The wind picked up and blew against your feathers. Your eyes lit up and you looked the Modoriya, “You wanna fly with me?” you offered

He stopped and stuttered, “E-Eh? How does that work? I can’t really stay on your back as that can constrict your flying but I don’t think you can fly with me on your stomach either, maybe holding onto my wrists would work? But I don’t want to trouble you with my weight, not like you can’t take it or anything but-”

“Izuku! Relax!” You halted his muttering, “Here” You wrapped your arms around his torso, “We’ll fly like this”

“HUH!?” He had never been this close to a girl before, you had your freaking arms around him. It was bliss, sure, but still so embarrassing. You two aren’t even going out officially yet and sure you guys are on a first name basis but was this still allowed? Maybe you were like this with others, you are really close with the rest of the class.

“You ready?” You asked.

He gulped and nodded. He heard the flapping of your wings, one, two pairs working to get you both off the ground, third pair occasionally flapping to pull some weight. He felt his feet lift off the ground and he shut his eyes. 

Once you both were on air you yelled at him to open his eyes. He already felt the wind whipping past him, much like when he runs at Full Cowl, and he decided to listen to you. His eyes slowly opened, and he got a glimpse of what he missed. 

You both flew over buildings, you laughing at the need to release air from the thrilling feeling of nostalgia. He too joined in and found himself yelling about how fun and cool this was! You then put your third pair to use and flapped it faster, going quicker through the wind. 

“W-What are you doi-WAAAH” he let out a scream when you did a loop in the air. You were giggling and he was still shaking, “You okay?” You asked through sweet laughter and he shakily nodded

He was too silent compared to just a little bit ago so you decided to head back. Finishing the circle you went in, you placed him back on his feet as he ran to grab the railing. You were profusely apologizing to him for taking him on a flying session, He didn’t take it though, explaining how he loved most of it, never scared to be dropped as he fully trusted in you.

This of course left you blushing even after the date. He trusted you that much? I mean, you did too but you didn’t think he’d feel the same way as quick. He suggested going on another date similar to this one. Soon, he said, and you couldn’t wait.

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It was a week later when he asked you out again. You were surprised when he said you were going to the same place you went last week. You agreed despite not knowing why he would want to go back and followed him there.

On the walk there you almost asked why but decided to find out later, on the count of his adorable face gleaming in excitement. You smiled and followed behind, trying to catch up with his quick steps there.

Once you arrived at the top of the building again, you noticed him relax as much as you, before lighting up in excitement. “Let’s fly!” he suggested, grabbing a hold of you hands and nearing you to the edge

“Woah woah, slow down! I don’t know what’s gotten into you but you seem more excited today, may I ask why?” You said, holding him back with a light tug

He chuckled as pink tinted his cheeks. Scratching the back of his neck he said, “I had a surprise for you that I was gonna show once we were in the air. I asked Uraraka to use her quirk on me so I weigh as much as my clothes now! S-So it’s easier for you to fly with me around!” 

You swear your heart melted like a stick of butter, “Aww Izuku you are so adorable” You said and pinched his cheeks, before going to kiss one. He was a mumbling mess before you held hid hands once again, flapping your middle pair of wings, you lifted yourself off the ground, taking Midoriya up with you soon after. 

You wrapped your arms around his torso to balance him, making sure the wind doesn’t push him back. You pressed him to your chest, pecking his neck before going off the edge and flying over the streets and buildings. You began to soar the the sky, going at a more relaxed speed than last week’s. 

He felt more relaxed too, now being able to breathe the calming air you talked about. He wondered what you looked like right now. Before he could think, the words left his mouth, “Can you turn me around, I wanna look at you” 

And also before he could say anything to take it back, you turned him around with ease, his chest pressing against yours. “I didn’t think you would actually do it” he mumbled

“Why not, I wanted to look at you too” You said the him, your eyes flashed down to his lips and looked back to where you were flying. That did not go unnoticed by him with how close he was and his eyes went to your lips. They looked soft, he wanted to feel them against this. Did you want that too? He saw somewhere that looking at someones lips meant you wanted to kiss them. 

Slowly, he brought his head up and his lips gently met yours. His eyes were closed but he could feel the slight falter of your flying. He then felt you go upright instead of the tilt you had when you moved around. You kissed back with more fervor, causing him to press harder. His arms went around your neck and your arms held him tighter around his torso.

Soon enough you both pulled away and with a giggle, the only thing you could say to his red face was, “That’s a pretty cool way to have a first kiss”