Get Used To It

Get used to it

Now, you see, Katsuki was clueless when it comes to crushes. Sure, he has been through every single one of Denki's crush, but they really just lasted for a week at most.

He supposed people like to gush about their crush to their friends but Katsuki wouldn't for the life of him admit to the Bakusquad that he considered them his friends, so that was out the window.

He could only guess their reaction. Three of them with their jaws to the floor when he admits to feeling anything other than anger and then forces him to confess.

Katsuki would think to himself that this was good. His friends couldn't bother him but it and he could happily sneak glances of them at the lunch, make sure they eat.

Katsuki would excuse protecting them as his hero duties, but well you know, feeling included. So picking up his crush from the local library on a rainy evening, assuming they forgot to bring along an umbrella, was a hero duty and not his feelings projecting.

Turning his wrist upward to glance at his watch, Katsuki was about to text them to come out when they left the library.

"Tch- can you be anymore careless, out of the dorms, so late and didn't bother bringing along an umbrella, "

"Katsuki- you didn't have to come all the way here,"

"I am not here to pick you up. I was just coming to drop by and give you an umbrella, "

"Uh okay, where's my umbrella ?"

So see this where he didn't think it through. He brought only one umbrella, the one he held in his hand. Katsuki was a gentleman and he would never want to put them in an awkward situation on purpose.

"Take this-" "Let's share,"

The two said together. Katsuki could feel his ears turn red and visibly so they see it too. Shifting to make space for them under the umbrella, Katsuki made sure they wouldn't get wet.

"You're shoulders are huge,"

"Shut up, nerd,"

"No really, you're getting wet. You can come closer, you know? "

"o-ofc I know. I do look like I shy away from this crap,"

He did in fact look shy on the front. Katsuki was confused when his crush suddenly pulled the umbrella out of his hand. Taking his arms to go over their shoulders, to their front. He watched as his crush held the umbrella higher for his taller frame to stand properly without crouching. He was much comfortable like this except the sickly warm heat on his ears and neck.

"Um- is this fine Katsuki?"

"Yeah,"

Katsuki's voice uncharacteristically soft as he tucked himself closer into their heat. Katsuki could get used to having a crush and could probably use a friend or two to gush proudly about this moment.

Though, as Kiri, Denki and Sero sat with him, while he shared this little episode, the details were a bit off. He totally didn't skip the part where he prepared himself to run back in the rain after he realized there was only one umbrella, or the part where he purposely made them take the longer route way because it was "safer", to savour their warmth or the part where he got so comfortable that he walked back the rest of the way back with his chin on their shoulder.

He could get used to it.

Let me know if you guys would want a second part to this. Love you 😘

Edited: spoiler for the second part

Get used to it - Bakugou Katski (part II)

“How could things possibly go bad?”

That was Kirishima’s reasoning, pushing the blonde to make a move on his crush to make them notice the boy more. And the answer to that question was given in this situation.

When Katsuki sat the boys together with the warning of ‘blasting their faces off’ if they laughed, he expected a few things including the boys’ jaws dropping to the floor, laughing and forcing him to do things he probably wouldn’t want to do.

“Is this a prank?” Denki said, looking as if waiting for someone to jump out with a camera,

“You- you’re blushing, Kiri hold me I’m seeing things”

“S-shut up, dunce face. I’ll throw you off this building if anyone hears anything about this,”

Kirishima looked like he was ready to shed a tear. Denki ran out of the room to grab all his shoujo manga. Dumping them on Katsuki,

“Read them all,”

Sero, in all the chaos, ripped a page from Kiri’s notepad, writing at a speed which he never thought he could have. Kiri, soon joining onto, as they started scribbling random words on the page.

“Chocolates. Everybody loves chocolate,” Kir said, nudging Sero,

“I do too,” Denki jumped up, from bothering Katsuki with his manga.

“What are you dumbasses doing?” Katsuki said intrigued,

“List of things you could do to impress them,” Sero said as if stating the obvious, eyes never leaving the page.

By the time, Katsuki returned to his room, it was way past his ‘bedtime’, hands full with Denki’s mangas, the list crumpled in one of his palms, phone buzzing in his pocket with the songs and playlist Sero kept sending. Sighing, he thought to himself,

“The things you are making me do,”

Blushing silently, at the thought. He giddily made his way to this bed. Toes wiggling under his blanket as he snuggled deeper into his bed. Tossing, turning, kicking his blanket way, too flustered to go to sleep. That night, he barely slept, happily so.

Spending the week, secretly reading the mangas Denki lent him, which he swore up and down not to read, playing the playlist full of sappy love songs while in bed, adding his own ideas to the badly written list. Never missing the sight of his crush entering the room, blushing as if on a queue to their smile, paying attention to their little habits and choices. And of course the daily meetings in Kiri’s room about his crush, it was embarrassing but Katsuki couldn’t help the warmth that filled him knowing his friends wanted this for him as much as he did.

Katsuki has been tending to this crush from months now until coming out to his friends, so of course, he thought it was better like this. The inevitably nudging on his friends when whenever his crush came close, the knowingly smirks, and the teasing, was all silently welcomed, making him feel like the main character of some shoujo manga, one that probably sat on his desk, pages flipping with the wind that entered his dorm.

So, the last meeting of the boys, ending in the boys finally convincing Katsuki to do something more than just the staring.

“How could things possibly go bad?” Kirishima said, patting the blonde, who huffed in agreement.

When Katsuki bought the pocky sticks of his crush’s favorite flavor, the same sentence rang in his head. Content with his choice, Katsuki sat in the class waiting for his crush. Out of all the days they could be late, it had to be today. Entering the class moments before Aizawa's entry. Forcing the blonde to be in his seat.

However, Katsuki’s eagerness to give the little snack to his gift, left him passing the snack to Kirishima beside him, pointing in his crushing direction with his eyes. Kiri’s excited smile was blinding as he passed the snack to Sero who sat behind him, watching the interaction between the boys, knowingly passing it to Denki. Katsuki’s leg bounced up and down, eyes watching the snack be passed around to reach its receiver, his crush.

“They looked pretty, even with their hair messy,” he thought.

Denki happily passed the snack to Mineta pointing at Katsuki’s crush, you. Mineta turned to pass the snack oblivious, making your eyes widen.

“Like hell am I, taking anything from this little pervert,” you thought.

Glaring the said pervert, you pushed the snack back into his hands. Huffing angrily, before turning your head away.

Katsuki was shocked, eyes open wide, seeing you reject the snack he bought for you. The warmth in his chest fading into a dulling ache, his legs stopped bouncing as the red from his cheeks drained them colorless. The waiting eyes, returning their attention to his teacher, who had passed on his duties to Momo for the day and now slept in his sleeping bag. His friends were just as discouraged watching the scene unfold with sagged shoulders. Kiri’s eyes sadly scanned his best friend, who crouched over his desk.

Katsuki watched seething in anger, as Mineta happily munched on the snack that wasn’t meant for him. The group of boys trying to calm the human furnace among them.

“The nerve of that pervert, did he really think anyone would accept anything from that pervert. He can only wish.” Mina angrily grumbled while placing her lunch tray on the table, making all the boys’ heads shoot up.

“What the fuck, did you just say?” Katsuki said, words rushing out of his mouth, before he could think,

“Didn’t you notice what happened in Aizawa’s lecture?” Mina asked, focusing on her food,

Epiphany washing over the boys, realizing that you probably just rejected the snack believing it was Mineta who gave you that. Denki and Sero cracked up into an obnoxious booming laughter, as Kiri pat Katsuki’s back, as the previously sulky boy took into all that just went down.

“I know right, Mineta can only wish someone would like him,” Mina said, to the laughing boys.

Katsuki looked up seeing you sit beside him, a pout on your lips.

“It was my favorite snack, and I missed breakfast too, I would have really loved it you know, but it was Mineta so..” You sighed, glancing at the boys.

“I’ll buy some after school, stop whining, smidge” Katsuki said nonchalantly, pushing your food towards you, meaning for you to eat. Cheeks full with food, you turned to the boy, happily slurring,

“You will?”

“Yeah, now shut your damn mouth while eating, will you?” Katsuki said, wiping your messy fingertips for you, never looking at your eyes. Seeing the both of you blush, your hand lingering in Katsuki’s for a beat too long, Kirishima thinks he could get used to this Katsuki. Warmth returns to Katsuki’s heart, silent humming in his chest, lips twitching to reach his cheeks. In his room, his borrowed manga, the fluttering pages stop on a page with the illustration of two hands with fingers tangled into each other, fitting perfectly to complete each other.

Third part?? let me know. Also the taglist is open, if you wanna be tagged for the next part. Byee, have a great day 💕💕

First part : Get used to it

Second part: Get used to it

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Katsuki is a dork. While he would fight otherwise, Katsuki is a dork.

Katsuki is a dork when he sees his s/o walk out of his dorm, early in the morning. Puffy eyes and the shirt he made them wear to sleep. Katsuki was supposed to be cooking but he was sure to be distracted when he catches the sight of his s/o standing with their arms stretched out for him.

Walking towards them, he brings his s/o's hands down to wrap around his neck.

"So needy," He would smile shyly into their neck.

Swaying them in his embrace before picking them up to have their legs wrapped around his waist, returning to his cooking.

Katsuki was content having his s/o in his arms, swaying them back to sleep as he made them breakfast. Occasionally rubbing their head and back soothingly.

Who was to tell the happy boy, that his s/o was really just stretching and not waiting for his hug, but if this is what they wake up to every morning who are they to fight it.

"Hey baby~"

"Hey brat,"

"Katsu, I was talking to the puppy,"

"HAH?? I mean- I was talking to the damn dog too, "

"Love, you don't even now where the dog is,"

"Must be somewhere around here, right? "

"Katsu,"

"NO. Stop."

"I love you, baby"

"You love a dog you just met? "

"I was talking to you, now Katsu, "

"Stop calling the damn dog, baby then,"

"You're sulking,"

"AM NOT, "

"I love you, Katsu"

"I love you too, damn brat"

Thinking about Katsuki with glasses

Bakugou Katsuki, as much as the man prides himself in his healthy habits and keeping his body in the shape possible, has eyes which need reading glasses. While in UA or around anyone at all he choose to forgo his glasses, at night he really just needs his glasses.

Lens were a pain in the ass but how was he supposed to be in UA training to be hero with glasses sitting upon his nose. Katsuki rather focus on his fighting stance than keeping his glasses from falling off his nose. Popping those damn lens in his eyes was a task that took almost thirty minutes of his precious time to get right.

Luckily from him ever since he's been with his s/o, they have taken over the task for him. Katsuki can't help but admire the way their careful hand press gently against his cheeks while they stand between his legs reaching up to his face to place the lens in their rightful position.

Katsuki knew he loved his s/o but each time he sees the crocheted pouch they keep his eye drops in, he is reminded once again of the overwhelming love he has for them.

Each night they would drop by his dorm just in time for his "bedtime". Helping him remove his lens, placing his glasses in his palm before jumping into his bed beside him.

Katsuki, well he had his own way of taking care of his s/o. Placing his glasses upon his nose, he picks up the book by his nightstand, your favourite. Opening it to the page he last left off. With his s/o curled up on his chest, he reads them to sleep. Checking timely to brush any stray hair from their face.

Kiss on their forehead as he closes the book deciding they were fast asleep, he too slips under his sheets. Waking up to the same routine, wear his lens, go through the day, remove them, read for his s/on and repeat.

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11:53

- I know you’re not mine to begin with…

but I’m yours, in ways I wish I wasn’t. Wish I wouldn’t look at you as if you hung up the stars in my sky. Wish I wouldn’t be holding on so dearly to each brush of your hand against me. I wish I could look into your eyes and not breathe in relief of having your eyes on me. I wish I wouldn’t love like this, and wish to have you in ways I wouldn’t. And as much as I wish for these things, I wish much harder for the courage to tell you I love you and walk away.

(Reader's pov)

Oh to kiss Katsuki Bakugo

Katsuki has always been a complicated man. He was complex in the way he thought, the way he moved. With all his life planned to the T, he barely would have shared this sentiment with you. But then again, how would he have ever had a clue what he did to you.

Licking into his mouth gingerly, savouring the familiarity of his taste. The reminiscences of the mint gum he chews on after his meals, the black coffee he couldn't start his day without, the protein shake he never missed after his workouts. His fiery need to have you close, tuning out everything around you until it was only the grip on his fingertips on your jaw you felt.

Kissing him meant you had all of it. All at once. Only way Katsuki ever liked to kiss you. While the man himself seemed to overwhelm your senses to no relief, you wouldn't have it any other way

p.s: just a little thought I had lingering in my head ><, katsuki just so intense by himself, his kisses too must be crazy.