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Tenya iida and his wife?? Superrrr domestic??? with a cherry on top?? 🫰

hi hi !! wow ive never written for iida before but here goes nothing !!

tenya isnt one to sit still. he would much rather be in the gym or further enriching himself to live up to the name ingenium. but on nights like these, he doesnt mind sitting still for you.

on nights like these, when youre tucked away sweetly under his arm, and he can feel your slow, steady breaths fan across his bare chest, his restlessness is quelled. he isnt sure whats playing on the tv in the dimly lit living room of your home, as hes far more invested in memorizing the shape of your bodies that lie at ease on the plush couch. his hand strokes gently through your hair, and he notes the faint scent of your shampoo. his gaze flickers down to the bridge of your nose, admiring the way it slopes, before flitting to watch in awe as your eyelashes beat softly against your cheek with every blink you take.

your pretty gaze flutters up to meet with him, and his breath catches in his throat.

beautiful, he thinks. stunning.

your eyelashes bat once more.

its only then that tenya realizes youre saying something, and a flush creeps along his cheeks out of shame.

“tenya, are you even listening?”

he stammers an apology, rapidly going on about how dishonorable it is of him to lose focus on your shared show, and something about how he must focus on bettering himself for you.

you cant help the small smile tugging at the corners of your lips, and you quiet his incessant apologies with a kiss. the faint smell of lubricant and fuel stings at your nostrils, but is easily forgotten when a deft hand caresses the back of your neck, pulling you in deeper.

youll have to catch up on the show later.

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Valentine’s Trash Talk | K.Bakugou

When you overhear Bakugou complaining about Valentine’s Day, your romantic plans take a turn— much to his dismay.

Part of @scarekat’s “Valentine, I Choose You” collab! | wc: 3.4k

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Valentine’s Day. What isn’t to like about a holiday that celebrates love? Whether your affections are platonic or romantic, Valentine’s Day is the time to honor your dearest by openly showering them with your most intimate feelings in a multitude of forms. Flowers, candy, homemade sweets and even sweeter messages handwritten in pink and red heart shaped cards. Shiny gifts and romantic date nights and first-time confessions that leave you trembling in exhilaration, words that make your heart race and your cheeks flush as you openly exemplify your feelings to the person whose presence you enjoy the most, finally given an excuse to express them. The moment your eyes meet theirs, the first bite of a homemade treat made with you in mind–

“What a load of bullshit.” 

It’s 10:00 AM in the office when the criticizing voice of Bakugou Katsuki reaches you from a row of desks over. You’ve only been here for an hour, having arrived a little later than usual due to your Valentine’s Day preparations. 

“You seriously don’t care about any of that stuff?” Another voice chimes in, Kirishima, the other person whom you talk with daily at work. Kirishima had been easy to get along with from the start, hired not even a month before you. As the two of you were the newest members of the department, he had taken it upon himself to actively befriend you. Bakugou however, was an entirely different case despite holding a similar job title.

It’d taken working together on multiple projects for Bakugou to finally warm up to you, but combined with Kirishima’s urging to share lunch breaks together at least once a week, you considered yourself to be just as good friends with him as you were Kirishima. Or at least, that was until a few months ago, when you realized those feelings of friendship were evolving into something a bit more than that. The more time you spent with Bakugou, the easier it was to fall for him. Despite his outwardly cold and irritated appearance, he was much nicer than he let on. When you asked him about how to do something, he left detailed notes for you written in the margins of documents and spreadsheets. When your trio pitched an idea in a meeting, he would answer all the hard questions and leave everyone nodding their heads in approval at something that you previously thought wouldn’t make the cut. Of course, these things could all be just because he was trying to get ahead– everyone who knew him also knew that he planned to chase and capture every promotion possible. Regardless of his intent, you were grateful for his help since he had been with the company a bit longer than you had. Aside from his work-ethic however, Bakugou was known for one other thing: his brash opinions.  

“Of course I don’t care about that stuff, why would I?” Bakugou continues, “It’s stupid.” 

“It’s not stupid Bakugou,” Kirishima argues, “Even if you don’t have a girlfriend, if you have someone special in mind, wouldn’t you want to let them know?” 

“Not because of some stupid holiday. All you idiots spend a ton of money on some special candy and for what, to prove your love? All it proves is that you’ve got some money and time to waste.” 

You’re listening more closely now. You’re delighted to find out that Bakugou is single (you had never summoned the courage to ask, hoping that somehow his intimidating demeanor overpowered how attractive he was to others), but you wonder just how far his hatred of Valentine’s Day would go. 

“What if it’s homemade?” Kirishima isn’t convinced, or maybe he’s just continuing the argument for the sake of it, “Come on, you can’t possibly say you’d hate to get some homemade sweets from a cute girl.” 

“If I wanted something sweet, I’d buy it myself. That’s why you don’t see me keeping chocolate bars and cookies in my desk like you do.” He responds with a growl, “I don’t want anything to do with that shit.” 

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a/n. it's been a hot minute, y'all. this is inspired by a reel i saw on instagram (@dagirlythang), although i believe this is one of those notorious accounts that reposts content from other creators without proper citation :\ still, credit is due where it's (partially) due. anywho, i haven't written in a WHILE, but i hope this still scratches the itch for some of you. enjoy! (0.6k)

“here, kats.”

from where he’s just put the car in park, bakugou looks at you—first, instinctively—then carefully, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion at the sight of what you’re holding.

his normally crimson eyes that are seeming darker under the dim light of his brand new porsche dart up to meet yours. “the fuck is that?”

you frown at his unexpectedly hostile reaction, although it’s quick to morph into a look of realization when it hits you belatedly.

“shit, sorry,” you half-laugh, half-sputter, hurriedly returning it to your bag before reaching into its depths for your phone. you thumb in your password in almost less than a second, gaze trained on the app as you click it, “i forgot you preferred cashless transactions.”

you’re in the middle of typing in bakugou’s phone number—you’re embarrassed to admit you already have it memorized just two weeks into dating him—when your device is unceremoniously yanked out of your grip—so fast that you could barely squeak in surprise. you whip to face the pro-hero—about to reprimand his ear off for ripping it away from your hands like that—when you catch a glimpse of his features and all the words suddenly die in your throat.

uh oh.

“tell me,” he starts, voice low, and you find yourself gulping despite yourself. “did i buy this car so i can quit hero work and be a driver?”

“…no?”

a scowl. “then why are you treating me like i’m you’re fucking uber?”

you blanch. “i’m not! i just figured i give you some gas money.”

“why the fuck would you send me gas money?”

you know better than to answer that, so you shake your head and ignore the way he’s practically glowering at you, before pulling out the wad of cash from earlier, “is this much okay—”

“you ain’t sending me shit,” bakugou essentially spits—cutting you off—just as he reaches over the console and thrusts your hand back into your wallet.

he’s still gripping onto your phone.

you toss him an exasperated expression.

that earns you an eye roll. “don’t.”

you pout. “why won’t you let me help?”

“this isn’t about help, dumbass,” bakugou drawls, mirroring your irritation. “i won’t be caught dead asking my girlfriend for money.”

you try to breeze past the way he just referred to you as his girlfriend, masking your fluster with a scoff. “so it’s a pride thing now?”

the ash-blonde sneers. “more like the bare fucking minimum.”

to that, you snort, although you can’t fight the smile that tugs at your lips. “easy for you to say, rich guy.”

“watch it,” he warns, and you break into a laugh, then laugh harder when his mouth wobbles in a sorry attempt to keep a stern face.

that grants you a playful punch to the shoulder, which you take in stride, still chuckling. soon enough, the air falls into a quiet lull with neither of you making a move to get out and into your apartment’s parking lot. this goes on for a few beats, before bakugou finally breaks the silence.

“p-promise me.”

bewildered, you glance at the pro-hero, who’s looking straight ahead onto the wall beyond the car. “promise you what?”

he swallows, as if nervous. “that you’ll get used to this.”

your eyes widen, suddenly speechless. the urge to ask him what he means by ‘this’ quickly surfaces—something tells you it’s more than just him spending on you—albeit dies down just as swiftly. the last thing you want is to ruin the moment.

instead, you settle with peering at him curiously for another minute, before: “…do i have a choice?”

at that, bakugou turns to you, grinning. “nah.”

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