Uppies!

take care part 3 (katsuki bakugo imagines)

read part one here!

read part two here!

As much as he was enjoying the hug, Bakugo pulled away from y/n while maintaining a hold on her shoulders.

“We’re gonna be okay, okay?” he said, stroking her wet cheeks with his palms. “Now you’re gonna go take a bath and I’ll clean up out here.”

“Trying to tell me that I stink, Bakugo?” She said, cracking a smile. “Oh definitely, smelling absolutely atrocious,” He ruffled her hair while he spoke, “But i’m serious, go it’ll help you feel better.”

She nodded her head, turned and walked slowly towards the direction of her bedroom. Bakugo let his eyes linger on her for a moment before he turned to the couch.

“Alright let’s do this.”

—

y/n walked into the bedroom and immediately sighed at its appearance. Clothes were everywhere, her bed had not been made in days, cups scattered on the bedside table and it disappointed her. She was also embarrassed. It was one thing for her to see herself like this but it was another for Bakugo, the ultimate clean freak, to see her this way. Trying not to dwell too much on that, she grabbed a clean towel from the closet and made her way into the bathroom swearing rather loudly when she hit her knee on the cupboard that had been left carelessly open the night before. 

As she submerged herself in the tub, she was not sure what to think of. Preferably something that would not raise her stress levels. The past two weeks of being emotionally distraught? No definitely not, he did not deserve any more of her attention. She could not waste any more tears on him. Her job? Also a big no, she already applied for two weeks off of work without payment following the disastrous apartment visit. No no no don’t think about the apartment visit, we are not thinking about the stupid stupid stupid apartment visit. 

Y/n let out a long groan and slapped her forehead. She needed to get herself together. But it was hard, she could not deny that. They were together for 3 years and they had known each other since her first year at UA. Break ups in relationships are understandable and they happen, she was not hurt over the fact that they broke up. She was hurt, miserable, annoyed, embarrassed and every possible negative emotional adjective known to man because she had not expected them to break up for that reason. She did not expect to be treated that way by someone that she was amazing friends with for 2 years. He was never like that when they were friends, when did the switch happen? Did she do something? She did not think that she did. maybe she did and she just could not remember. Maybe the fact that she could not remember did indeed make her a bad girlfriend.

“Are you okay in there?” Bakugo’s voice gratefully interrupted her thoughts. She had started crying again and she did not realise until she attempted to speak and there was a lump in her throat. 

“Ah yea, I’m okay.” she swore aggressively internally as her voice broke atrociously when she responded. Traitor, now he would know that she was lying. 

“Very convincing. I commend you for your effort. Just making sure you’re still alive.” She slid out of the tub as she listened to him. He was outside of the door and she felt oddly comforted by the fact that he was not overloading her by overly positive platitudes and advice. She did not want to hear that it happened for a reason or that it was for the best or that she would be okay. She just wanted someone to listen to her as she complained to the universe about everything she had been keeping in.

“I’ll see you when you get out okay, y/n” He spoke up once again as she had forgotten to respond because she was inspecting her appearance in the mirror. She once again felt embarrassed because if she looked like this after a bath, she could not imagine how she looked when she opened up the door to greet Bakugo. Her bags were defined, her lips were cracked and no no she could not keep looking. She went into the bedroom and tried to find some clean but decent clothes.

After donning a pair of sweats and a close fitting white wife beater, she walked out of the bedroom. She was not sure what to expect when Bakugo said that he would “clean up” but it was not this. It was either that she took a ridiculously long time to take a bath and get dressed (very possible, she tended to lose track of time when she started to cry) or Bakugo was an efficient cleaner (also very possible as she has answered multiple phone calls from Kirishima when he was hiding because Bakugo was a cleaning spree). Bakugo had opened up all the windows in the apartment, her floor was clear of all the boxes and clothes that had previously littered in, the clothes were folded neatly in a corner on her couch and if she listened faintly she could hear the washing machine whirling in the background. He was currently standing in her kitchen washing the dishes that were in the sink. She could now understand Kirishima’s jokes about Bakugo being a clean freak.

Oh no. Kirishima.

She had ditched her phone after that visit which means she had not spoken to him since before they broke up. She had to find it, she had to apologize for her absence. Why did she make one decision for her best benefit but everything else in her life was falling apart? Would he understand? Yea she was upset about the break up but she did not think it justified the fact that she basically ghosted him for two weeks. Oh, her cheeks were wet again.

Bakugo was also holding her shoulders again. When did that happen?

“Hey hey hey, what happened? Why are we crying?”

Why couldn’t she find her words? Why couldn’t her stupid throat word? Why couldn’t the stupid lump in her throat disappear?

“I- Have you seen my phone? I gotta talk to Ei, I gotta message him. I haven’t spoken to him and you said that Jason spoke to him, i don’t want him to hate me-”

“Y/N! Look at me! You gotta calm down.” He guided her towards the couch and squatted in front of her. “I plugged your phone in to charge when I was clearing up. And don’t worry about Eijiro, he doesn’t hate you or anything like that but he is worried. Just don’t worry about it okay, he just wants to know that you’re okay. He’ll be on a break around 11, we can give him a call then, okay? He can never hate you. You were going through a rough time and he’s going to understand your absence. Okay?” 

“Okay.” Y/N said, attempting to dry her cheeks with her palms. “Thanks for clearing up the apartment. I could have helped, you know?”

Bakugo laughed, returning to the sink.

“That defeats the purpose of me helping you. Besides, I don’t mind. You need to rest either way.”

Her guilt about him doing these things for her had begun to eat away at her slowly. Y/N got up from the couch and sauntered over to help Bakugo. As she reached for the plate to pack away, Bakugo swatted at her wrist.

“Now do tell me, what exactly do you think you’re doing?”

Y/N looked at him and tilted her head slightly to the side, “Uh-helping?”

“Funny, that doesn’t sound remotely close to the word ‘rest’ to me.” Bakugo said, flicking her forehead with his wet finger, “And I don’t need your help, go lay on the couch or something. Whatever you do you should rest, I can tell from your eyes that you haven’t been sleeping.”

Y/N flushed and looked at the floor. He was right if she was able to get 4 hours of sleep continuously in one night then that was a lot. The idea of being plagued by the apartment visit nightly was enough to avoid sleep in her opinion but if she planned on returning to work anytime soon she needed to sleep.

“I can just sleep tonight,” she said trying to think of an excuse, “I’d be a bad host if you came over and I just slept the day away.”

Bakugo turned around and leaned against the sink. She took a few minutes to take in his presence. His black tee which hugged his upper body and left the effects of his training very clear to a curious onlooker. His matching black jeans hung precariously on his hips. He looked good. She had to be blind to deny it. Her eyes raked up to his face where he was wiggling his eyebrows teasingly.

“You would be a great host if you listened to your guest. Your guest would be very happy if you laid down on your bed and slept for hours in the double digits.” He said placing his hands on your shoulder and began to steer Y/N towards her bedroom.

As he got closer towards the bedroom, her heart began to race. Her bedroom was not suitable for sleep and it was far from presentable to be viewed by Bakugo. There was only so much embarrassment concerning her little depression episode that she could tolerate in one day.

“Wait, no, we can’t go into my room.”

“What’s wrong with your room?”

Y/N did not think that she had ever looked at her floor this much in a single day.

“It’s not, it’s not presentable and I haven’t been able to clean it up.”

“Oh I see,” Bakugo said, and wrinkled his nose. “I can go in, or you whichever you prefer, and grab a few pillows and blankets and you can sleep on the couch. You should be comfortable there for a nap right?  If you’re okay with it, when you’re asleep I can clean your room. I promise I’ll be respectful and I won’t stare at anything.”

Y/N was caught off guard. She had not expected him to volunteer so quickly to clean up her room. She expected him to say something along the lines of promising to sleep when he left or just sleeping on the bare couch. In her head, she felt herself unconsciously comparing the actions to Jason. Bakugo did not judge her for the appearance of her apartment, he cleaned it without being asked and he had not ridiculed her about it. Not once. The difference felt foreign. It was here that she realised that she was only embarrassed about it because she expected him to ridicule her and just, well, be a dick about it. Like Jason would have.

“Y/N? Did I say something wrong?”

“No no, I’m just. I didn’t expect you to say that. I’ll go grab the pillows and stuff and I’d appreciate it if you did help with the room it’d help out a lot. Only if you want to.” Y/N said wagging her finger in his face, “Did you hear me? Only if you want to.”

Bakugo flashed her a toothy smile. “And I do want to. Now go grab your stuff, I’ll be on the couch.”

And there he was when she came back. He was sitting on the couch scrolling on his phone. His phone was quickly abandoned after Bakugo realised she had re-entered the room. 

“Hey you ready to pass out for the entire day?” he said as she slumped down next to him on the couch. Their shoulders and knees gently touch. The small touches were gently comforting to her. He was there and had been there for her. It was nice. His presence was nice.

“You sound like you’re about to knock me out with a pillow.”

“I will do what needs to be done.” Bakugo said, throwing his arms up over the top of the couch. He turned his head to look at her and y/n mimicked his action. His eyes were nice. Were they always that nice?

Amidst her thoughts, he got up and started arranging the pillows on the couch. He gestured towards it for her to lie down and she obediently obliged. Bakugo brought the blanket up over her shoulders and squatted down to face her.

“Now sleep, I’ll be doing something to keep myself busy whenever my host wakes up.”

“Can you lie down with me?”

Her own words shocked her. Their impulsiveness. Their rash nature. The silence that hung in the room after she said it.

“Never mind forget that I said anything.”

He flicked her forehead once again. 

“You could’ve at least given me a chance to respond. But yea i will scoot over.” Bakugo said getting up and pulling her up with him. He laid down on the couch and opened his arms to hug her. Timidly, y/n moulded herself into him. Her head resting on his chest, her arms clutching his midsection as his arms held her securely at the waist. It was nice. His presence was nice.

“Now get some sleep.” Bakugo said gently, and y/n closed her eyes. After what appeared to be a moment of contemplation on his part, his hold on her waist tightened and he gently kissed her forehead. It was the last thing she remembered feeling before her exhaustion took over. 

______________________

taglist: @kiwifujin @rayybugg @palomaperuana @katsuki-baby​

please help me tag the original artist! i got this from @autzmnee on pinterest

Yes, this is a new account, I just made this. I don't care if people question the authenticity of my post, my experience as a shifter, or whatever I'm about to say.

I don't know how to use Tumblr, nor do I know how to make my post reach people who need it, nor would I be a narcissist and say "you're lucky if you found my post!" I don't mind if this reaches an audience or not, I'm glad to get everything off my chest.

Yes. I've shifted.

I have shifted realities, more times than I can count on my fingers, and that is for a very specific reason, which I'll explain later.

I'm writing this because I'm about to permashift, and no, I won't hear out any antishifters or people who don't like permashifting in general, I don't care about your opinion so don't waste my time.

Before I start, I'd like to say one thing:

I was irrational minded, I lacked belief in myself and shifting. Shifting often times felt like a chore more than a fun activity, and i have to admit, it became an unhealthy habit.

So? Why did I mention this?

Because I had been lurking around shifting communities and I realised everyone feels like this, a very (mentally) painful feeling where the lack of shifts starts acting as your biggest enemy, and the phrase:

"Shifting needs practice!"

Sounds like poison when it comes from an experienced shifter.

Though, is the phrase actually true?

No, not at all.

Shifting does not need practice!!

Here's why:

(BTW, I will explain my "method", no matter if I have time or not. Also, I don't call this reality "Current Reality", instead I call it Void reality, so don't get confused.)

The "practice" you're doing is only affecting your void reality (taking time out of your day, making you constantly think you're in your learning phase, so it doesn't exactly lead to your desired reality, does it?)

Of course, if you view it as a skill, it will in some way act like that, it'll become a skill for you, and you can never succeed on your first, second, third, hundredth try, because in your brain you have registered the fact that shifting is this grand, universal task, and that it is very difficult (because its common sense that you practice difficult things to get good at them)

Practice is a very humane and earthly act, if people have succeeded doing just practice, then good for then, they're right in their own way, but it didn't work for me, and in my opinion it's the worst way to view shifting, and often times it is demotivating, and you'll mess up you're entire journey.

Shifting is not a skill, shifting is a universal law.

I'll become more clear as I explain my journey:

My journey:

I found shifting from a random YouTube video 3 years ago. I might have only said cool and moved along.

A year later something traumatic happened in my life, which shook me so badly I needed an escape.

First of all, I chose astral projecting, but I realised I was too much of a coward to do so.

Then I came towards shifting, first DR was very typical, it was Hogwarts.

Having no knowledge whatsoever in the topics of spirituality, meditation, I went straight to methods, because they were like guides for me, I was very inexperienced, of course, and looked at other people and what they were doing for guidance.

Alice in wonderland method didn't do much, raven method was too uncomfortable (side note, all this raven method does is make you too focused on your void reality, cmon, in your DR are you laying down like a starfish?) And I was having terrible trouble with my intrusive thoughts (which made the floor disappear from under my feet, made the stairs for the stairs method too short to climb or straight up made them dissappear as well)

I didn't have any luck that year, no mini shifts, no lucid dreams, or sleep paralysis. And my DRs never remained constant. They always changed on a daily basis.

I was big on methods, I couldn't realize they never worked for me.

Although, this year of failure led me to finally figure out where I belonged.

A DR made out of scratch, which I spend much effort in putting the pieces of it together.

The DR, which was called "Home reality" really made me feel settled in my journey.

LOA, and the consciousness theory were the leading factors which made me shift.

And don't worry, it isn't what you're tired of being told, I didn't just apply any orthodox definition of LOA and succeeded.

Background to my first shift:

It was a particularly stressful day, I really missed my home.

I was studying at my college (I still am, but...) and I was dreading giving a chemistry test, I did not prepare. In my mind, one thing was constantly looping in my head.

The scenario of the chemistry teacher coming in, and taking the test, and the next day I get it handed back with a big fat zero.

But then I stopped and wondered, having already known about the consciousness theory, so according to it:

"I am constantly letting this thought run in my mind, and constantly letting this reality dictate what happens next."

Basically, I realized what was about to happen next was indirectly in my control, but with my line of thinking, I was letting this reality control it directly.

I stopped, like actually stopped thinking.

And with a blank mind I thought.

"I won't have to take any test today."

And went around telling my classmates this with a confident tone.

The teacher came in, said we'll instead do some practicals in lab.

So the test got cancelled.

Going home, I got excited, i felt powerful.

I decided to apply this to shifting.

Before shifting, I took a nap during the day, (if you're tired your body insists on sleeping, so your mind will get hazy and you will start acting lazy towards your goal)

And after living how I normally would, before bedtime, I listened to some songs, and look at a Pinterest board which reminded me of my home reality.

My method and what happened next:

First phase of shifting:

When I laid down on the bed to start shifting, I first got comfy (for me, if I feel sleepy for some reason, I laid on my back, I can't fall asleep in that position, but if I think ill stay awake until I reach a "detached state" then I sleep on my side, it's comfortable)

I obviously wasn't checking the time, but I spent about 10 minutes getting relaxed, all I do to relax is:

a) look at the blackness (closed eyes, looks like starry skies) and try to believe I'm looking at the milky way.

b) think about my home reality, just faces of my loved ones, and nostalgia inducing images.

c) Affirm, but don't focus entirely on affirming, usually in the back of my mind I'm repeating "I have shifted to my home reality" "I have shifted my senses to my home reality" "I have stopped sensing the void reality" "I am smelling, tasting, feeling, hearing and seeing my home reality" no other fancy affirmations required. (Now that I think about it, you need to affirm NOW because this method has two phases, one where you are shifting, and one where you have shifted, and you are in the 3D, where you are occupying your DR self, their thoughts, and memories, and popular method usually only have one phase, either you are shifting, or have shifted. So my point is if you affirm later and you'll be affirming when you're supposed to be in your DR, and obviously, your DR self won't be spouting out affirmations about shifting to a random reality for no reason.)

During this time, you'll feel tingly all over. It's a good sign.

And you'll feel a certain detachment, like you aren't exactly here, you have no idea what position you're lying in, and where your feet are. (Please, for the love of God do not start counting your feet or get freaked out that you can't feel your leg, you'll come back to the void reality.)

So you can start the next phase.

Middle phase (optional):

To prepare for the next and last phase, you can do this to get ready, or don't (First read the third phase)

This is all about connection to your DR.

Think about memories from your DR, focus on the faces of your loved ones, the way you act, talk, your mannerisms in your DR, or you can simply say affirmations like these one:

My name is ___.

I work as a ___.

My age is ___.

Don't try to imagine vividly or anything, lightly touch upon the basic details of your DR, the construction and foundation of any reality and the person, who has existed there for their entire life.

(That's you!)

Phase three:

Take a sudden, abrupt stop from your stream of thoughts. (Yes intrusive thoughts will still pop up but don't give any importance to them) when you're in a blank state of mind, not longer than 30 seconds, you need to build up to the last step of your shifting method, and journey.

a) start imagining hearing the voices of your loved ones or just any voice, calling your DR name, your nicknames, with different tones. (For example, i heard my name in an angry tone from my father when he was scolding me, I heard my name followed by a laughter when my S/O teased me.)

OK, for me, I started feeling intense, groundshaking symptoms at this moment. Sudden flashing of lights, extreme feeling of floating, and ofcourse, feeling tingliness so much that it felt like pins and needle on my entire body. (I did ignore the symptoms)

b) plan the rest of your day in your DR, which you will be spending.

AGAIN, PLEASE DON'T SAY IT LIKE THIS.

❌️When I reach my DR ❌️ I will have to go to that eye specialist for that appointment.

Instead: (and the more you personalize it, the better)

Ughhh, I have to go to that appointment- this day will suck.

(Don't mind my example, that was the only thing I could think of at the moment)

c) in this reality, you are constantly thinking of something, your thoughts are definitely what constructs this reality, and your current thoughts are affecting your subconscious. (By this point, your subconscious is grounded in your DR, so don't worry about that bastard.)

Now, you're going to start thinking, thoughts which are going on in your DR self's mind, start with one sentence, with which you'll be able to start consciously thinking like your DR self.

And think in the style, tone, and mood of your DR self, and keep the thoughts strictly related to your DR.

Thats it, but what happens afterwards? And what happened to me?

So for me, I started feeling weird while I was thinking.

And I remember I thought this:

"Ugh, I don't want eggs for breakfast."

(I'm not saying this is the key to shifting, at this point, I had covered various topics, including, weather, my upcoming work assignment, and praised my S/O for a good 5 minutes.)

And I started panting, like suddenly I was trying to catch my breath, the room felt bright, so I opened my eyes, and well, I was in my home reality :)

I was delirious for a few second, my S/O was looking at me worriedly, but surprisingly, it didn't even take me a minute to adjust, it felt all so natural and I wasn't scared.

I didn't even feel emotional, at all, and didn't hug my S/O with tears in my eyes, I straight up asked to be served breakfast, incase anyone was wondering.

So that's it.

Although i have much to say, I'm tired of writing, but I'm more than willing to answer each and every one of your questions, although I only have 7 hours left till I permashift, I'll remain mostly active till then.

And no, I'm not rereading this to fix my grammar, so just ask if anything confused you.

Ask away.

I'm still not sure if this'll reach anyone or not.

Redraw them I did

(This is a redraw from their stage actors!!)

oh little guy please get some rest </3

hc that bakugou always thought manifestation was bullshit, until reader (you, i'd assume) told him about law of assumption, he brushed it off as crap, but looked into it, tried it, forgot about it, then wondered why he climbed the hero ranks majorly in 2 months

-bakugou : I'm 80% awesome, 20% water, and 100% powerful.

-mineta : that's 200%

-bakugou : I'm twice the man you'll ever be.

-kazumi : *spits water*

Friendships with BNHA school students part 1/?

Sitting here thinking about how I’d interact with the BNHA characters. Friendships!

Bakugou: the first time I shifted, I flipped him off. Every time I see him we fight over something stupid. It’s not your typical hate friendship either. He’ll bully me over my fear of lightning (my quirk) and I’ll call him out on the dumb actions he’d do. I found out he can be overprotective in his own way. There was a moment where he dragged me out of my room by carrying me down the steps and me struggling. Though it was harsh, he told me to stop moving unless I wanted him to dropped me. He had a GRIP on me, in a way I like to think as protectiveness. Still a shithead though. 

Deku: I haven’t got to really meet meet him but I see him as a peacemaker when Bakugou and I fight. I’d get along with his brain storming. While he talks in gibberish, I put together what he says (Vice versa) Green boi imo would be the biggest sweetheart and protective. 

Todoroki: Never really seen Todoroki, only once. He shut up an argument with Bakugou by saying we act like a married couple. (Love angry boi but no) I feel like I’d be able to sit in silence with him without having to force myself to talk. Maybe even eat noodles with him and watch a show.

Denki: I went shopping one time with him and I’m pretty sure the kid showed up in a pikachu costume. I’d love to see what would happen if I gave him one of my Monster drinks. Very hyper sparky boy? Yes please. Absolutely chaotic when I’m around him. Purposely going around and shocking people to see their hair poof up. And pranks. LOTS of pranks with him.

Kirishima: This sweet kid helped me with my fear of lightning. He bought me a pair of noise canceling headphones in my FAVORITE color just because he felt bad. Also has saved me from getting kill by bomb boy. Blushes a lot with affection. If I did work out, he’d definitely be my go to work out buddy. even after finding out the real me, he still cared for me like it was nothing.

Sero: I feel like sero would be the type to skate. I have a skateboard that I used and if I were close with him I’d for sure skate with him. Hope to interact with him more soon.

Mina: this chick would definitely try to get me all dress up. Gossips a lot. Legit was in my face about who I was when I met her. I’m not the type to dress up however I wouldn’t mind picking outfits out with her or go shopping. Hype but laid back.





yeah some people don’t believe in reality shifting but some people also don’t believe women can orgasm so I stopped trusting other peoples opinions a long time ago

[8:47pm]

judge me all you want but i was watching monsters inc. while writing this 😈💪🏼 btw characters are in hs

rushed and not edited 😍🙌🏼

masterlist

Bakugou Katsuki is such a good kisser. It’s almost hard to believe that you were each other’s very first kisses he’s that good. You were almost always at his house and his mother absolutely adored you. However, whenever you started to get deep into a conversation with her, you were whisked away by your angry boyfriend.

He always always always takes your hand to lead you up the stairs and shuts his door. Wouldn’t want his old had to be spying on you guys now. Not that she would but he’s a little paranoid.

Bakugou leads you to his bed to which he will immediately pull you onto his lap so you are straddling him. “Sukiii, i just got here.” you whine. He begins to kiss down your neck, sucking your favorite spot then nipping at it lightly.

“Mmm, don’t care. Kiss me.” He says making his way further up your neck to your jawline. Once you finally begin to kiss him back, he adds more fevor to the kiss. Moving his head at the right times, sensually tonguing at your mouth in the most deliciously disgusting way possible.

“mm suki” He glances up at you but soon realizes you weren’t beckoning his attention, but more so calling out to him for more.

And then for the next hour or so before you had to go home it continued on like that. Slow sensual kisses, touches, hickeys around each other’s necks. But when it finally was time for you to leave, he will escort you back downstairs asking if you could stay for just a little longer.

“Oh, your leaving already Y/N? Well come back soon hun you’re always welcome!” His mom will say before looking at her son. “Katsuki what’s on your neck?” You take that as your sign to make a run for it, “Well, I um i’m gonna head out, bye suki love you, and bye mitsuki!” She turns back to her son to examine his neck further. “Oh my god, is it a hickey?!” “Hah?”

“Katsuki Bakugou you have a hickey on your neck go look.” She giggles out. Bakugou runs to the mirror to find the purple bruise located where his collar bone meets his neck, the spot that had him keening out for you.

“She is so dead” he mumbled going back to his room.

“Don’t be too hard on her now Katsuki,” Mitsuki calls from the bottom of the steps. “Yeah yeah whatever.”

suki<3: you left a hickey on my neck? how the fuck am i supposed to get this off?

Y/N🙄🧡: you didn’t seem to mind when i was doing it (っ◕‿◕)っ ♥

suki<3: well i didn’t really notice it when it was happening. and cut it with the stupid emoticons

Y/N🙄🧡: aww why cause it felt so good suki?? i’m flattered (>‿♥)

suki<3: keep tellin yourself that baby, hags callin me for dinner, i gotta go

suki<3: talk to you later, i love you, pretty 🧡

Y/N🙄🧡: i love you too suki <3333 smooch smooch

suki<3: 😘

Y/N🙄🧡: AHHHH OMGOMG YOU-

Y/N🙄🧡: IM SO IN LOVE

Y/N🙄🧡: MY BF IS SO NICE TO ME

Y/N🙄🧡: YOU LOVVVEEE MEEEEE

Y/N🙄🧡: KISSKISSKISSKISSKSS😘😘😘😘😘

read by suki<3 at 6:39pm

katsuki has reading glasses. he doesn’t wear them at school because he thinks they make him seem too approachable. so he wears contacts, but in private places like his dorm, yours, or at home he has them on. the first time you saw him with the on you stared and had a big grin on your face. he looked 10x more attractive so you couldn’t help yourself but squeal internally at the sight. katsuki did notice you though and snickered.

without looking in your direction he turned the next page in the book he was reading. “take a picture it’ll last longer.” he quipped sarcastically. but you were about to take true to his words and pulled your phone out to snap a picture. when he heard the shutter go off his head snapped up and narrowed his eyes. “i was being sarcastic.”

“i know, but you look so good!” you exclaimed as you showed him the photo. he looked at it momentarily before looking back at you.

“if anyone else sees that i’m deleting it from your phone.”