mornings with boyfriend! bakugou. fluff.
Mumbling the lyrics to your current song of obsession, you worked your way around the shared kitchen in the UA dorms with practiced ease.
The sun was still on its way up, and everyone still snug under their covers. It was one of those days where you appreciated the alone time, a quiet space and the beautiful sunrise.
After skilfully chopping up the spring onions, you dumped them into the bowl of beaten eggs. Your hands work smoothly as you’ve done this about a few too many times, waking up earlier than everyone and cooking breakfast for the class. That’s how you unintentionally became the designated class chef as well, not that you had amazing cooking skills like a certain blonde but you were the only one willing to cook for the class.
And speaking of the devil, your blond hedgehog made his way into the living area with tousled hair and sleepy eyes looking as hot as ever. A yawn escaped his lips as he positioned himself behind you at the kitchen counter.
Pressing his hard chest to your back, he snaked his strong arms around the small of your waist while planting a light kiss on the exposed skin of your shoulder. The small action leaving butterflies in your tummy.
Humming in response, you let him stay there latched on you as you prepared the coffee machine that supplied class 3A with their daily burst of adrenaline to survive the day. Unlike them though, you enjoyed a calming cup of green tea to start your day to which your boyfriend had also picked up this habit of yours.
“Mind preparing the tea, babe?” You requested as you ruffled his soft hair affectionately.
He grumbled but you both knew he would do it anyway. Reluctantly letting you go, he went about preparing the tea leaves and hot water as you got to frying the egg-spring onion mixture.
“You don’t have to keep cookin’ for those extras, y’know,” His morning voice tickled your skin– deep and slightly scratchy. Playfully rolling your eyes, you decided to ignore him since the statement was so redundant. “Oi, don’t ya dare ignore me ya brat.”
A chuckle left your lips as you replied, “And who is going to fill your stomach in the morning if not me?”
“I can damn well cook it myself,” He said, throwing away the tea leaves once the water looked a rich green. “ ‘Sides, I taught you how to cook ungrateful brat.“
You giggled and blew him a kiss.
Out of playful spite, he fake caught the kiss and threw it into the bin, a teasing smirk tugging at his mouth.
You let out an offended gasp, flipping him off, a habit that you learned from no other than Katsuki himself. And to no surprise, he happily returned one as well.
The two of you broke apart from the interaction chuckling to yourselves at the light-hearted feud before gathering the drinks and eggs to the main dining area.
“Wanna sit on the couch today?” You asked, situating yourself down on the plush comforter.
He narrowed his eyes at you, “Are ya stupid, why’d you ask me that if ya gonna sit there already, dumbass.”
“Just get your ass here already,” You said jokingly. “– don’t forget my tea too.”
He groaned in response, muttering curse under his breath that sounds like something along the lines of “shitty bossy woman”.
He finally brought the meal and sat himself down next to you, thighs and arms touching.
Finding the contact insufficient, you slinked an arm under his and looped around, securing his arm in yours. Used to your touch, he carried on eating his egg enjoying the cool feel of your skin on his.
From where you sat, you could see the flexing of his jaw muscles as he ate and the fluttering of his lashes when he blinked, taking your breath away at how such a beautiful human was yours.
“Stop staring at me weirdo,” He said as he fed you a piece of egg.
You opened your mouth to close around the fork, humming in appreciation.
“Can’t look at my handsome boyfriend?” You replied as you chewed.
Katsuki clicked his tongue at that but said no more and if the pink tint on his cheeks and averted eyes was any giveaway, you would know that he felt bashful from your comment.
Heart swelling at his reaction, you let out a content sigh, basking in the morning sun and the calming familiar scent of your boyfriend - axe body spray with a hint of caramel. Your head fell against his broad shoulders as you snuggled his arm closer to your body, tightly securing to your chest.
“Love you, ‘suki,” You said as you press a kiss to his bicep, thank god for him wearing his black wifebeaters as it gave you access to his skin and also nicely accentuated his muscles.
A small smile graced his face and he turned to give you a kiss on the top of your head. “Love you too, baby,” he mumbled against your hair.
“You sniffed me didn’t you,” You pointed out.
He visibly stiffened at being caught, but grunted in admission.
God, you love this man to death.
reblogs appreciated <3
Omg I love this man 😩
LUCIFER ABC
♡ note | trying something different with lucifer characterization here. let me know if you like it or …. prefer my old lucifer back jajajjaja also a bit long but im so happy with how it turned out
♡ content | 50/50 that means dom lucifer and sub lucifer dynamics, one mention of femdom (see kinks) exhibitionism, impact play, roleplaying, master mention, begging, unfairness, body worshipping, dry humping, thigh riding, vouyerism, oral (male and afab receiver) afab reader, mentions of breeding, re popping lucifer cherry, piss mention, that’s all I think
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♡ edited post please consider reblogging if you liked, tumblr been acting weird and flagging my post ♡
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tryna figure out if I should turn this fear au into a multi chap (which I’m bad at keeping up with) or one really long one shot that’s basically the entire 1 hour and 45 minutes of the movie……..
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Okay so final thoughts after this disaster:
- They should abolish the jury entirely. They clearly have no idea what they're doing or what the public actually wants.
- Bring the random running order back. Acts should get to pick their numbers again instead of just first and second half to avoid the clear bias the EBU has towards the Nordic countries, and Sweden in particular. Loreen placed second in her semi final with less points than Teya & Salena did in theirs and they got fucked over with the 1st position while Loreen got the 9th position. If she's so good, she should have been able to win from the first or second spot. Stop the fucking bias.