Chat, You Don't Understand. I Need Him.

chat, you don't understand. i need him.

Little Katsuki being the worst and I mean the WORST at trying to express his feelings for little Izuku and as a result, he ends up making the poor green kid cry and run away from him every single time.

Then Masaru and Mitsuki pick him up from school and the blond boy is tearing up, but at the same time frustrated and angry until his father asks what's going on.

"Deku doesn't like me!"

After asking more about the other kid, the Bakugos realize it's that sweet boy with green curls whose mother is one of the kindest people on earth.

"You mean little Izuku!" Masaru says with a smile. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll make friends with him in no time!"

"I WANT HIM TO BE MY BOYFRIEND!"

"That's my brat!" Mitsuki starts laughing, prompting Katsuki to get angrier until Masaru intervenes.

"Maybe you should tell him how you feel."

"I DID! HE DOESN'T LIKE MY LETTERS!"

"Let me see those, brat."

Katsuki gives them the pieces of paper that have the most ominous, weird messages that a little kid can come up with. All of them written in red ink.

I'll take your heart, Deku.

I'll make your heart explode, nerd.

You won't be able to escape from me.

Masaru remains silent for a couple of minutes while Mitsuki ends up on the floor dying of laughter.

Little explosions are coming from Katsuki's hands and he's about to start yelling, but Masaru stops them both in time.

He then promises to help his son with the letters.

After reading a cute letter, Izuku agrees to be Katsuki's boyfriend, although none of them know exactly what that means, but they hold hands all the time now.

Katsuki even thanks his father after that and Masaru almost cries out of happiness.

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includes: hitoshi shinso

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a/n: here's this to make up for the hitoshi angst, frannie once again sending the best reqs, super super sickeningly sweet

the netflix show you had been watching is paused as you hear keys jingling right outside your apartment door. the only light in the apartment comes from the tv and the stove light on in the kitchen.

hitoshi had been gone for 2 weeks, working on a mission in kyoto, leaving you alone, and, frankly, paranoid. you read the time on your phone, the bright light causing you to squint before reading ‘1:48 AM’.

the door sweeps open as a tall figure walks in, his footsteps slow and dragging as he shuts the door behind him. only when he looks toward the couch do you see it's only hitoshi. his eyes widen at the sight of you awake as you get up from the couch in record speed to run and hug him.

he lets out a small “oomf,” as you tackle his body but he lets out a low chuckle as he wraps his arms around you in return.

“you’re home,” you murmur, your words muffled by his capture scarf. he chuckles as he buries his head in your hair, inhaling sharply as his grip tightens around you.

“i am,” he rasps, his throat scratchy from the mission, “now what are you doing up, hm?”

“was just watching a show,” you muse, your face parting from his body to peer up at him as he looks down at you. “pleasant surprise that you came home tonight.”

“mm, yeah?” he rasps once again, one of his hands departing from its place around you to stroke your cheek. “missed you,” he murmurs as he digs his nose into your neck.

you wrap your arms around his neck as you giggle, flinching slightly from the contact of his nose to your ticklish neck. “bet i missed you more,”

“mmm, i don't think so,” he muses, his lips quirking up as he separates from your neck once again. he leans down, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, savoring your taste of which he’s been deprived.

“are you ready to sleep?” you ask once the two of you part, hitoshi’s lips forming a small pout at the action. 

“hafta shower..” he murmurs, his thumb gliding along your jaw as he takes you in, his eyes filled with relief and adoration. 

“mm, i don’t mind if you're a bit sweaty, toshi, let’s just get in bed.” you say, your hand playing with the damp, violet hairs at the nape of his neck. “you can shower in the morning,”

he chuckles softly at your words, “but i stink, angel.”

you scoff playfully, “i love your stink,” you say, emphasizing your point by burying your face in his chest and inhaling elaborately, pulling a soft laugh out of the man.

“alright, alright, point made. let’s get in bed.” he murmurs as you part from his chest, smiling cheekily up at him. 

you move away from hitoshi as you walk to the couch, grabbing the remote and turning off the tv. hitoshi waits patiently for you to pad back over to him before leading the both of you into your bedroom.

you plant a kiss on hitoshi’s cheek before going into the bathroom. he quickly changes into a clean pair of boxers before trudging to the bathroom behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist as you wash your face. 

a smile forms on your lips at his touch and you rinse your face, drying it off with the towel hanging beside the sink as hitoshi clings onto you. you brush your teeth before grabbing hitoshi’s toothbrush and squirting a glob of toothpaste onto it. you turn around to face hitoshi, a low whine escaping his throat at the movement.

“calm down, toshi, just gotta brush your teeth.” his eyes open lazily, peering down at you before opening his mouth. you gently brush his teeth, one hand gripping his jaw as you maneuver the toothbrush around his mouth. when you finish, you move to the side as he spits in the sink.

you place his toothbrush back in its holder before taking hitoshi’s hand and walking back to the bedroom. you get under the covers and he follows, his body strewn across yours as he buries his face in your neck, his preferred cuddling position.

he sighs softly as you two get comfortable, his arms wrapping under your body as he holds onto your waist. “missed you so much, missed everything about you,” he murmurs into your neck, burrowing his nose into your hair.

“i missed you too, toshi,” you say softly, your hand moving to tangle your fingers in his soft hair. 

the only response you receive is hitoshi’s soft snoring.

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Just finished my aizawa fan art !! im so happy TwT!!!!

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shes a 10 but has severe daddy issues, borderline has dad with daughter issues

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BEING ON BAKUGOUS PR TEAM

bakugou katsuki x gender neutral reader

youve been working as a pr manager for prohero dynamight for over a year. you went to ua but were in the business management course since your quirky wasnt enough to be a hero (a quirk that makes people stop talking, very useful when youre doing interviews with a blonde headed idiot who doesnt think before he speaks) anyway kiss kiss fall in love hope this isn’t ooc im coping from the recent episodes

notes; aged up characters, suggestive texts, mina is ur bsf