break-me-kacchan

[break-me-kacchan]

One Hundred Sleepless Nights

I almost had the third part for sleepless nights but then I lost power and don’t feel like starting over at this moment. It was a very dramatic almost ending. I’m sorry to disappoint. My Bad. 

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[break-me-kacchan]

One Hundred Sleepless Nights

Hey, here is Part 2: Thanks for reading! there will be another part! If you want me to write something or if you have an idea shoot me a message!

Word Count: 3393

Part 1

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It had been a month and a half since you had been home. Your husband didn’t even he didn’t know where you were. He didn’t even try, not once to call you. 

One man was unbothered by the lack of your presence while one man was destroyed by it. You told Bakugo to leave your house the day you disappeared. If he had known you were going to leave, he would have pushed harder to make you stay.

He had been a wreck since you left. He does his job as a hero as well as he possibly could, but you were always in the back of his mind reminding him of what he lost that day. He missed you wholeheartedly. He stopped hanging out with his friends and was showing up to work with a hangover, but he didn’t care.

If he couldn’t even be your hero, how was he supposed to save other people? He looked for you. Checked hotels, extended stays, even your friends’ places. He knew you had to be somewhere but every trail he thought he could follow to you lead him to a dead end. He never gave up but had already gone through every idea in his head to find you.

You were gone. At least from Bakugo’s world. All he thought about was you and if you were doing okay wherever you were. He only wanted to see you happy even if that made him the unhappy one.

Bakugo was enjoying his day off. By that he means he was wallowing in the darkness of his apartment as he started drinking at 10 am. Holding a short glass with amber liquid Bakugo lazily slumped on his couch and clicked his television on. He flipped through a few channels but stopped when he saw your husband promoting something on television.

He scoffed and hit the power button. If your husband wasn’t brilliant when it came to changes and advances on hero tech, he would have kicked his ass a long time ago. He took a sip of the glass still in his hand as a knock sounded on his apartment door.

Bakugo stood up and padded over to the door, leaning in he looked through the peep hole only to see Kirishima standing on the other side a wide smile plastered across his face.

“What do you want shitty hair?” He growled through the door.

“Haven’t seen you in a minute, thought I’d check on you.” His friend beamed a large smile at the door.

“I’m fine.” Bakugo replied still staring out the peep hole.

“Bakugo.” Kirishima warned the man. Bakugo groaned but undid the dead bolt and opened the door for Kirishima to come it. As soon as the door shut darkness consumed the two men.

“Is this how you live in here? Blind to your surroundings?!” Kirishima asked just as he tripped over something and came crashing into the back of the sofa.

“Tch.” Was all Bakugo replied before turning on the lights in the living room. “Happy now?” He asked the red head as his lifted himself off the floor.

“Much better!” Kirishima said to his friend as he straightened himself out. “So how have you been Kirishima asked as he leaned against the back of the couch arms crossed staring at his friend.

“I’m fine shitty hair- “Bakugo said as he stared at the floor, unable to look up at his best friend.

“You don’t seem that fine.” Kirishima interrupted him.

Bakugo’s head lifted and as soon as Kirishima’s eyes met Bakugo’s he noticed the dark circles under his friend’s eyes.

“You look like crap honestly.”

“Tch.” Bakugo grunted through gritted teeth. “If you came here to tell me I look like shit then you can leave.”

Kirishima’s face dropped. He knew his friend most be genuinely upset if he couldn’t even think of a good comeback.

“Bakugo,” Kirishima started. “None of us are really sure what you’re going through because you won’t talk to us. Typically, we’d let you handle it in your own way as you normally do but truthfully man, I don’t think you’re functioning properly.”

Kirishima leaned over and picked p the short glass Bakugo set on the counter earlier. Kirishima took a small whiff.

“You’re drinking? At 10 am? Dude, what’s going on with you?”

Bakugo leaned forward snatching the short glass out his Kirishima’s hand and downed the remainder of the liquid.

“Nothing happened Kirishima.” Bakugo sighed placing the glass back down. His fingers still curled around the glass. “I just fucked up my only shot at happiness.” He sighed as his hand slid off the glass.

Bakugo could feel his eyes on him even before his gaze met Kirishima’s concerned look. He rolled his eyes and ran a hand through his hair.

“What do you mean happiness? Dude, you’re a great hero! How does that not make you happy, that was all you wanted when we were kids.” Kirishima questioned Bakugo.

“That was before...” He spoke in a voice almost inaudible. “Before I lost everything, I hadn’t even realized how important our ‘Arrangement’ had become.” The blonde-haired boy finally broke the eye contact and stared at the floor.

Kirishima stepped forward standing to the left of his friend as he pulled out a bar stool and sat down.

“I’ve never seen you like this before, it must have been pretty bad for you to just forget about being a hero- “Kirishima started knowing this would get the temperamental boy to talk. The red-haired boy smiled when he heard the other stool pull out and his best friend plop down.

“I didn’t forget it’s just I realized you know what’s the point in being a hero if you can’t protect everyone and you can’t even be a good hero to those who look to you to be their knight in shining armor.”

“Man, you’re just confusing me. Would you mind just telling me what’s going on. You’re a good hero and I’m not sure why you feel this way.”

Bakugo huffed somewhat annoyed but went ahead and provided all the details of his secret rendezvous with a married woman and how they’ve been one another’s lover for almost 5 years. This is the first time Bakugo has spoken up about having someone, even if he couldn’t call her his necessarily.

“-so, I sat there as she slammed the door in my face. She was carrying my baby and all I could do was sit and stare at her.” He paused tears welling up in his eyes. He gripped the front of his shirt in a tight fist. He looked over at Kirishima who was just staring at his friend, mouth hung open and wide eyes stared back at him.

“That’s not even the worst part. I’ve gone to her house, I’ve checked her friends’ houses, hotels and all kinds of other places but I can’t find her. The love of my life is gone, carrying my baby and she disappeared.” Bakugo finally let those silent tears stream down his now flushed cheeks. The alcohol finally kicking in.

“Woah dude, I’ve never seen you this…distraught before.” Kirishima reached over clasping a hand around Bakugo’s shoulder. “Not to worry dude, I’ll help you find her!”

Bakugo stared wide eyed at his friend.

“I can’t find her, what makes you think you’ll be able to?” He asked his eyes narrowing to look at Kirishima. The red-haired boy’s smile dropped a little but like a light bulb going off in his head his jaw dropped.

“Now hear me out before you freak out,” His friend started. “What if we went to her husband and ask if he has heard from her?” Bakugo huffed and pushed himself backwards in the stool with a loud screech before standing up.

“You’re joking right?! I’ll kill him if I see him at all.” The blonde’s fists clenched tightly as he thought of your husband. “That dick head needs his ass blown up, I’m not asking him for shit!” He screamed at Kirishima and his dumb idea.

“But what if he knows where she is? What if he can help you find her?” Kirishima’s voice was soft as he looked at his friend trying to convince him this might be his only option if he wanted to see you again.

“I don’t- “He turned shoving his hands in his pockets frustrated knowing that Kirishima might be right, and your husband might actually know where you were. “What if he doesn’t tell us?”  

Kirishima stood up so fast the stool fell backwards crashing to the hardwood floor with a thud as Kirishima smiled brightly at his friend crashing both of his fists together while activating his quirk.

“Then we’d beat it out of him.” Bakugo couldn’t help the smile that found it’s way onto his features.

“Shitty hair, I’m liking your idea more and more. Let’s go.” Bakugo turned to the door grabbing a jacket and his keys.

“You want to go now?” Kirishima asked gathering his own keys off the counter and stepping forward to follow the hot-headed blonde.

“Yes dumbass, I’ve been sitting around like a fool for weeks. I can’t keep wondering if she’s gonna come back to me.” Bakugo let Kirishima out before locking the door behind himself. “If he knows where she is I gotta try.”

Kirishima slightly squealed as he followed his friend. “You’re in Looooooove!” Kirishima chuckled as he felt his back slam against the wall next to him. Bakugo had both his fists balled into the collar of Kirishima’s shirt pressing him against the wall. Kirishima’s smile faltered a little until a smirk rose across his friend’s face.

“Honestly, I really think I am.” Bakugo released Kirishima and the breath he didn’t realize he was holding and turned to the elevator.

Kirishima caught up to him and they entered the elevator. Bakugo stared at the screen counting down the floors until they reached the bottom floor. Kirishima watched his friend with a troubled expression. Kirishima couldn’t imagine what the hot head was going through. Loving you for so long and then just when he heard those words you were leaving him just when he though you were his.

“So why didn’t she leave her husband if she knew you loved her?” Kirishima asked as the doors opened to the elevator revealing the lobby. They both stepped out and headed to the parking garage where Bakugo kept his vehicle.

“Because I never told her I loved her.” He sighed reaching into his pockets pulling out his keys.

“Well, that sounds like you, you’re not usually one to divulge your feelings to someone.”

As soon as the boy reached the car Bakugo pulled on the handle extra hard and slammed it shut after he slid into the driver seat. At first Bakugo was thankful for Kirishima’s suggestion but Bakugo didn’t want to seem weak, especially in front of his best friend.

As they drove away from Bakugo’s apartment his hands gripped the steering wheel tighter and tighter. Not that Kirishima noticed, he didn’t know where they were going, but Bakugo took the long way to your husband’s business.

“Dude, what are we doing here?” Kirishima asked as he looked up at the tall building. Kirishima knew this place, Y/H/N is a top scientist for heroes. This is the building where countless support items and costumes were created.

“This is where that fucking asshole works.” Bakugo huffed annoyed as he stepped out of his vehicle. Kirishima followed suit and soon enough the two had entered the building and headed to the front desk.

“Hey!” Bakugo screamed at the small receptionist which made her jump in her chair.

“Y-yes sir, how can I help you?” She asked in a small voice, but she at least attempted a small smile.

“We need to see someone in your company- “Kirishima started but Bakugo spoke over his voice.

“We need to see your boss, Y/H/N.” Kirishima’s eyes widened as he stared a Bakugo who refused to meet the surprised look his best friend was giving him.

“He is actually booked all day sir; I could schedule an appointment with him if you’d like- “

“Look,” Bakugo started cutting her off. “This is kind of an emergency and shouldn’t take longer than a few fucking minutes. Can you just tell him we’re coming up?!” Bakugo said slamming a fist against the top of the desk before heading to the elevator about 20 feet behind the front desk.

Kirishima rushed to catch up with Bakugo as the receptionist chased after the two of them but the doors shut before she could say anything else.

“You could have been nicer to her.” Kirishima said after a few moments of silence.

“Tch.” The blonde huffed. “Let’s just get this fucking over with before I blow this whole god damn building up.”

The doors to the elevator opened once they reached the top floor where your husband’s office is located.

A long lay out with another receptionist seated.

“Hello gentlemen, how can I assist you today?” The brunette woman smiled at the gentleman.

“We’re here to see Y/H/N, it’s urgent and we really need to speak to him.” Kirishima said flashing a toothy gin at the girl.

“Oh well in that case I do apologize but Y/H/N isn’t in today, but I can schedule you an appointment- “Just then the woman’s voice was cut off by something crashing to the floor in the large office the woman just said was vacant.

“I’ve had enough of this!” Bakugo screamed as he made his way over to the office door that was shut. He twisted the knob on the door, but it was locked. Bakugo was not going to let this end here so he held the doorknob tighter just as his quirk went off breaking the doorknob completely from the door.

The smoke cleared and Bakugo pushed the door open to reveal your husband and a woman semi naked star struck as they stared at the door in disbelief. Your husband shot up from his spot gathering his discarded pants off the floor.

“You can’t be in here! Security!” Your husband screamed. The slight in front of Bakugo filled him with so much rage that he didn’t even know what was happening until Bakugo heard his hero name being shouted from the man he had pinned against the wall.

“Ground Zero?! What are you doing? Put me down this instant!” Your husband shouted gripping Bakugo’s hands with fury. He didn’t dare let go though.

“Where is she?” Bakugo asked in a deep low voice he pushed through his teeth. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth this time to ask. “Where is she you fucking mother fucker?!”

He pulled your husband forward and slammed him back against the wall.

“Huh? Fuckwad! Where is Y/N?!” Your husband’s eyes flew open as he stared at the Pro Hero in front of him asking about his wife.

“Excuse me?” Your husband said to Bakugo just as Kirishima ripped Bakugo off your husband. Your husband fell to the ground but was very quick to stand up and finally get to pull is pants on over his boxers.

“Your wife?! Y/N?! Where is she, you womanizer!” Kirishima had his arms crooked underneath Bakugo’s arms pits pinning his back against Kirishima’s chest.

“Baku-bro, you gotta calm down.” Kirishima warned Bakugo before letting the temper mental blonde go. Bakugo straightened his shirt and looked up at your husband who was still at a loss for words.

“Do you know where she is or not?” Bakugo asked ready to leave this office.  Bakugo couldn’t help but wonder if this was how you felt when you caught him: disgusting. Of course, Bakugo knew better, he knew how much the ass hole in front of him hurt you, over and over again. It made his blood boil.

“Y/N should be at our home.” Y/H/N said looking confused at Bakugo.

“The fuck do you mean? She’s not fucking there. I’ve gone there looking for her.”

Quickly your husband pulled out his cellphone and punched your number in. It went to voice mail immediately.

“She’s not answering my calls either.” He said putting his phone in his pocket. He shrugged his shoulders and walked over to the chair behind his desk. “She’ll turn up eventually-“

“How long has she been gone?” Bakugo tried to ask calmly. He was about to explode. Every fiber of his being wanted to blow his fucking brains out with his fist.

“I’m trying not to be rude, but I do believe it is none of your business Ground Zero. She is my wife, and this is not out of character for us.”

Kirishima watched as Bakugo took a step forward ready to pounce to pull Bakugo out of there if he needed to. He would help his friend find you no matter what but causing a violent scene was not going to help this situation. What Bakugo did shocked Kirishima leaving him speechless.

Bakugo stepped up to the desk and slammed him hands on the top. Your husband jumped back. Making eye contact with your husband. A smirk played at his lips, but his eyes froze your husband in his tracks.

“That’s the mother of my child and the love of my life. Now, you’re going to tell me where she is, or I will fuck up everything in this building.”

“You can’t do that- “Kirishima interrupted him with a chuckle.

“He most definitely will regardless of the consequences so if you want this building to have holes and loose all your tech, I suggest you just give him the information.”

Your husband couldn’t believe what he just heard. You were pregnant.

“WE HAD AN AGREEMENT!” Y/H/N shouted as he stood up slamming his hands on the table his face inches from Bakugo’s. “She’s my wife, not yours.” Bakugo’s smirk disappeared.

“She doesn’t love you.” He knew the truth, he’s felt your love, your touch. He’s held you so many nights, he knew you loved him, not your trash husband. He knew you felt the same way about him as he did about you.

“I’m the one who put a 60-thousand-dollar ring on her finger. Not you.” He stood up and pressed a button on his call box.

“Yes sir?” The secretary downstairs answered.

“Please have security escort Mr. Bakugo off the premises please.” Your husband said grabbed his suit jacket off the back of his chair. “She loves you?” He scoffed at Bakugo.

Bakugo stepped back from the desk, narrow red eye glaring at your husband.

“I’ll find my wife, don’t worry about that Mr. Bakugo.” He picked his tie up off the floor and wrapped it around his neck beginning to tie it as he walked over to Bakugo. “I’m a powerful man Mr. Bakugo, how about next time you make an appointment.” He finished tying his tie.

Kirishima grabbed Bakugo by the arm just before he lunged, and security showed up.

“Bakugo, we have to leave.” Kirishima tugged on his friend’s arm pulling him to the door.

Bakugo ripped his arm from Kirishima’s grasped and turned storming out the door. He brushed several securities guards shoulder on the way before getting to the elevator. With Kirishima hot on his heels Bakugo smashed his fist into the 1st floor button.

After a long silence Kirishima cleared his throat.

“We can find her, we just gotta find a clue, you know.” Kirishima meant it as encouragement but as soon as Bakugo heard it a sob finally fell out of his mouth. The tears that were threatening to spill rolled freely down his cheeks.

One of Bakugo’s hand wiped away at his face clearing the emotional fluid from his face as he tried to control his breathing. Just then the doors opened to the elevator reveling the lobby. They exited the elevator.

“We have to find her.” Bakugo said as he left the building with Kirishima in tow behind him.

He was going to find you; he wasn’t going to give up until you were back in his arms. Being a Pro didn’t matter If he couldn’t even be your hero.

[break-me-kacchan]

One hundred sleepless nights

Word count: 3930. 

I was thinking about making this a small series. Let me know if you would like a part two please.

Summary: I thought of doing a little story based on the song one hundred sleepless nights- Pierce the Veil. You and Bakugo were fuck buddies. Have been for years when the unthinkable happens. 

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A text that read “He’s gone, come on over” was all Bakugo needed to finish what he was working on and to head over to your home. Every time Bakugo pulled up to your home he always felt annoyance prick at the back of his skull. He could give you this big house and all the finer things you had come accustomed to with the addition of a caring partner. Not one that slept around with other women and certainly not one that would let you stray and become another man’s lover.

He slid out of the driver seat of the vehicle he was driving and clicked the lock button as he took the steps down the front path to your front door. He paused on your front porch; this part was still awkward for him. The choice between opening the door or knocking. He stood his head hung a little low as his fists clenched and un-clenched. He was lost in thought and did not notice you opened the door until you cleared your throat.

His head whipped up a smile creeping onto his features but when he saw your tear-stained eyes the smile stopped completely.

He rushed over to you as you stood one hand on the door and the other shoved into the pocket of Bakugo’s hoodie you were wearing.

“Love. What’s wrong?” Bakugo asked rushing forward to pull you into his embrace. Your head rested against his strong chest as your breath drew in his sweet smell. You relaxed slightly but only long enough for another sob to rack your body as it pressed against his chest.

He never wanted to see you like this, not even in the beginning.

*FLASH BACK*

You stood in the corner wearing an 8 thousand dollar dress your husband picked out for you. You gulped back the rest of the champagne in your hand before placing the glass on the tray of the waiter passing by and grabbed another glass.

Your husband was a well-known scientist. He assisted heroes with making adjustment to the equipment they use and their costumes. He was brilliant and when he asked you to marry him at such a young age you were blind. You agreed and just after your 18th birthday you were wed to your high school sweetheart.

Here you were, wearing a beautiful; backless; emerald floor length gown. The Hero Gala, where heroes spoke with the men and women who helped them upgrade their hero gear needs. Also, company awards were going to be given out, by your husband of course. Your husband, the man you haven’t seen in almost 3 weeks, returned this morning from his vacation with his mistress just for this Gala his company was holding.

It wasn’t always like this between you and the man that you married. It was good once but he started to make a name for himself and suddenly you weren’t the only one he wanted to scream his name.

He started to change though. You noticed after moving into your first home that things were different. You cooked dinner and made your husband’s lunch as you always did, even when the two of you had plenty money, you continued because you thought he liked the love notes and special snacks. Long story short he didn’t and it wasn’t until your husband was a big shot in his company getting ready to venture out on his own you noticed he didn’t.

The lunch you had made for years was left in the fridge every time you got up to start your day lately. He no longer came home for dinner and finally he slept out at least 3 nights a week. You knew what was happening but refused to believe it, at least you tried until you went to his office to see if he wanted to enjoy lunch with you and that’s when you caught him. Pants around his ankles and his hands gripping some intern’s hair as he bobbed her head back and forth.

By the time your husband noticed you it was already too late.

When the two of you spoke about it he had said he had love for you but wasn’t in love with you anymore. You understood, he was amazing, of course he felt this way about you. When he had all those other women of course he didn’t care for you like that anymore. He didn’t want you leaving even though he was the one who stepped out. All he could think of would be the scandal for his new forming company. He suggested an open relationship and suggested you have “friends” as well.

So there you stood, in the corner drinking champagne by the mouth full, grabbing another glass every time someone carrying a tray passed by. Feeling a little tipsy you stepped out onto the balcony behind you and you huffed against the railing over looking the gardens below.

You leaned over the railing slightly and looked down at the drop. It was maybe 20-25 feet.

“I wouldn’t jump if I were you, I might have to jump into save you.” The voice startled you. Turning quickly to see who was speaking you nudged the glass sitting next to you and it came crashing down below in the ground.

“Fuck, you scared me and now my drinks gone.” You breathlessly replied to the voice. Staring at the dark figure that was blocked by the shadow of the doorway.

You heard a chuckle and then saw the figure step forward into the moon light. ‘That’s Ground zero’ You thought to yourself. Your husband worked on the new improvement to his old cuffs. You know because you heard your husband talk about having issues with some of the improvements Bakugo asked for.

“Here.” Bakugo held out a glass of champagne and you took it, staring up at the hero.

“Thank you.” He nodded and stepped forward coming on you right side as you turned back to face the gardens. You sighed and took a sip of the glass.

Bakugo swirled the champagne in his glass and turned to the left looking at you. He could tell you were tipsy by the way your cheeks flushed as you took another sip of your glass, half way gone now since he handed it to you a moment ago.

“So what brings you out here when you could be in there mingling with everyone?” You asked as you finally looked over at the man standing next to you.

Bakugo chuckled and placed his free hand on the back of his neck rubbing it slightly.

“Tch.” You nodded you head to his answer and looked behind your shoulder back at the party going on behind the two of you.

“There’s all these damn extras in there and they keep coming up to me all flirty and easy.” It’s fucking annoying.” He huffed out and his eyes squinted in agitation. You scanned the crowd and from where you stood you could see your husband standing next to a beautiful blonde woman. He was so close to her, moving a piece of hair out of her face. Even from that far away you could see the blush on her cheeks.

“At least your husband isn’t trying to shove his dick in any girl interested.” You said nonchalantly turning back to the gardens.

At your comment Bakugo’s head turned to see exactly to what you were referring. Your husband, a man Bakugo has worked with, was whispering something in some girls ear.

“You let him do that?!” He scoffed and turned back the same way you were. He took a sip of his drink and looked at you as you spoke.

“He does what he wants, always has.” You sighed and looked down at the ring on your left hand. “I thought he loved me but I know he doesn’t. At least, not anymore. It was his suggestion to keep or marriage together while-“ Tears started to brim your eyes. It still hurt to think about.

“He goes out and fucks other women while his WIFE sleeps in a bed all alone? That’s fucked up.”

You snorted a laugh and chugged the rest of your drink. He looked over and watched you as you spoke softly.

“In the beginning sure, I let the guilt of him choosing other women take over me. I couldn’t eat, sleep or be happy.” You turned your attention to Bakugo instead of the gardens. “But you know what, I woke up one day and decided if this was going to be my life than I would live it. Now he fucks whoever and I spend my time doing things that make me happy.”

Bakugo turned his head to look at you as you closed your eyes and took in a deep breath.

“That’s still fucked up.” He grumbled.

You turned opening your eyes to look at Bakugo. His hair stuck up in different directions, his jaw line was covered in stubble, and he had the most beautiful red eyes you had ever seen. His chest was broad, and his arms were strong looking. All the alcohol wasn’t helping as you caught yourself staring and sunk your teeth into your bottom lip.

“Yeah well, when everything is fucked up you just get more fucked up.” You held your empty glass of champagne and wiggled it in the air. “Would you like to accompany me to get another drink?” You asked as you picked up the bottom of your dress with your empty hand.

Bakugo reached out and caught your wrist before you could step forward. You turned and started at his face.

“You need a real drink none of this champagne crap.” His had slid down your wrist until it clasped your hand. Your fingers intertwined with Bakugo’s and he squeezed your hand and led you through the crowd at the Heroes Gala and to the front door just as someone stepped onto the stage taking all the attention in the room so the two of you could slip out without being noticed. Once you both made it outside Bakugo handed his ticket to the valet and a car pulled up a few moments later.

Bakugo removed his hand from yours and opened the passenger side door for you. You smiled and slid into the front seat. It was funny, you’ve talked to Bakugo for 20 minutes max and he was already more of a gentleman than your husband ever was.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

Your face was pushed against Bakugo’s chest as your sobs racked your body. You felt weak and sick. You couldn’t keep anything down and your husband decided to take a trip to Cancun with his mistress for the week and you felt so alone.

Well at least not entirely alone, you did have Bakugo nuzzling you into his chest and that made you feel less lonely.

“I’m so tired Katsuki.” You whimpered into the fabric of his t-shirt. Your eyes hurt from all the crying you’ve done today.

“Baby, it’s okay. Why don’t we go take a nap or something?” He moved his head from its rested place on top of yours and looked down at you. “Hmm?” He said after you continued your silence.

You moved back from him and rubbed your eyes with the corner of his sleeve. You looked up at Bakugo. A slight smile warmed at the corner of his lips and just when you thought you were done crying you started again.

The water works were uncontrollable. They came down your face in a steady stream and you gasped for air as you fell to the floor. Just before your knees hit the floor Bakugo caught you and swiftly pulled you into a bridal carry as he made his way to the couch in your gigantic living room.

“Y/N, I need you to tell me what’s wrong. I hate seeing you cry when I don’t even know why you’re upset.” He spoke softly to you as he got comfortable with you in his lap. He pulled a cover off the back of your couch and pulled it over top of you.

You looked up through your tears at the man you’ve fallen in love with. He is there for you when you need him unlike your husband who was off doing who knows.

The tears continued to flow as you looked at him and admiring his beauty. You loved him. You did, honestly. If he asked you would leave your life and your good for nothing husband and be Katsuki Bakugo’s girl but you know deep down that Bakugo is your lover and he didn’t sign up for any of this bullshit you and your husband had gotten into.

Reaching up you wiped your face again as Bakugo stared at you his eyebrows knitted in confusion his arms wrapped around your waist pressing you into his body. On occasion you had cried while he was with you but never like this. Plus, Bakugo didn’t really know what to do.

He was unsure because he isn’t a very emotional personbut he would be here for you no matter what. He wanted to be your hero, he wanted to treat you to date nights, movies and gifts on your birthday but that wasn’t his place to do that seeing as he was your mistress, and you already had a husband.

Thinking of your husband made Bakugo so angry. How someone so smart could be not only blind but fucking stupid was beyond him. If he had you he would never let you go.

“I’m tired Katsuki. I’m so tired of everything.” You finally replied to his question.

“ Okay… you said that already-“ You pushed away from Bakugo and stood up, almost loosing your balance but you caught yourself.

“No, I’m tired Katsuki, I’m tried of people I care about always leaving me. I’m tired of not feeling good enough, I’m tired of being pushed aside for someone else. I want someone to love me! I want someone to care for me that way I care! I have lived in this house for years by myself! I don’t think I can do it anymore!” You moved both of your hands to your hair and grabbed a fist full, gritting your teeth before yelling through them.

“I’m falling apart, I’m not sure if I can handle this anymore! It’s gotten out of control this whole-“

Suddenly Bakugo moved and was in front of you, grabbing your wrists. Pulling your hands from your hair he placed his lips against yours. You were so angry but as soon as his lips touched yours you melted. Your lips moving against his as his grip continued against your wrists.

He pulled away and placed his forehead against yours. You opened your eyes and met his in return.

“Your husband is a fucking idiot. He doesn’t deserve you. If you’d let me I’d tell him who your real hero is and then whisk you away where he could never find you.” Bakugo whispered and brought on of your hands to his lips and kissed the skin on the back of your hand.

You chuckled a small smile playing at your lips. You stood in front of this beautiful man and looked at him with tears-stained cheeks but he still thought you were the most beautiful person on the planet. You closed your eyes and sighed. A much as you wanted that you knew the truth.

“I can’t leave Katsuki it is more complicated than that, I’m-“ You started to tell him why you were so upset. Why you couldn’t just run away from your husband and live happily ever after, but he interrupted you.

“That makes no fucking sense Y/N! I’m offering to take you away from this shitty as life you have in this house! I want to take you with me when I leave, I want you to want to come with me!” He shouted at you as he threw his hands up in frustration dropping yours completely and turning to pace in front of you.

“Bakugo-“ You started again only to be caught off.

“It’s Katsuki!” He shouted tears brimming his eyes as he looked back over at you.

Your heart shattered and you lifted your hand to reach for him but he turned away again.

“Is he really that important to you that you’d let him walk all over you and treat you like this?! Cause given the chance I know I could do better. I think about you all the time, you are the only thing that runs through my mind! You’re going crazy? I’m going crazy being without you..” When he first spoke he screamed but as his confession lengthened he got softer. At the end he finally turned to look at you.

His eyes found yours as you stood one hand covering your mouth as you listened to his confession. Stepping forward to him testing the proximity. He didn’t move just continued to watch you. You quickly closed the space and wrapped both arms tightly around his neck standing on your tip toes.

“Katsuki, I need to tell you something.” You whispered into his ear. A blush rose to your cheeks as you thought about what you were about to say. You’ve been seeing Katsuki for a few years and had always been so careful.

“I’m pregnant.” Like word vomit it tumbled out of your mouth making you sick. The both of you were frozen against each other until Bakugo pulled you slightly away to meet his eyes.

His heart was sinking. It was over that perfect life with you he was dreaming of he will never have if your husband finds out he’s having a child. His eyes narrowed as he investigated yours.

“He must be excited.” He said as he removed your arms from around his neck. You were confused and slightly hurt. Didn’t he hear you? You said you were pregnant.

“Katsuki-“ You reached for him again but he stepped back.

“I should probably leave you alone then.” You breath got caught in your throat. “I wouldn’t wanna come in between your ‘Perfect’ family!” It was your turn to step back as his voice got loud again.

He knew that was not what you thought of your situation. Why was he acting like this towards you. Before you knew what was happening your hand reached up and hit him across the face. You were angry.

He grabbed your wrist after it connected with his cheek.

“Let go of me!” You screamed at him. The slap left Bakugo in shock, but it did clear his brain a little. He opened his mouth to reply to you when you yelled again.

“Get out of my house right now!” Your words cut him like daggers. Why were you so angry about his comment when you were carrying your husband child? Then it clicked that was her plan all along to invite him over and end things between them. ‘No’ He thought. ‘She wouldn’t do that.’

“Katsuki,” He perked up at his name and met your gaze. “Please leave.”

“Y/n. I’m sorry I’m just conf-“ He started to speak but you cut him off ripping your hand from his grasp.

“I’m serious Bakugo, I can handle this on my own since you want to act like this. GET OUT!” He flinched at the use of his last name. You rushed forward and pushed his chest with your hands as hard as you could.

He was shocked as you pushed him away and he slipped on the step leading to the entry way of your home. He landed on his ass as he stared at you. He could tell you were furious with him. You were still screaming but he couldn’t hear. Your hair was in the messiest bun he’d ever seen, his hoodie was way too big on you and your whole face was bright red. He tuned into what you were saying just as he stood up.

“-It’s not even his baby it’s yours! I haven’t slept with him in years, I’ve only ever been with you! Leave like everyone else! I can’t just run away! My whole life is tied in a big knot attached to the ring on my finger! Just get out Bakugo!” You jolted forward and pushed his chest again towards the front door.

“Just go..” You said as you pushed Bakugo towards the door again. He was in shock. You, Y/N L/N were carrying his baby in your womb. As quick as his excitement rose it faded just as fast as the situation dawned on him. He blinked a few times, and the threshold of the door caught the back of his boot making him fall for the second time.

His ass hits the stones as he looked up at you with wide eyes. You stared back at him radiating anger. He expected you to yell at him some more, but he wasn’t expecting what happened next.

You slammed the door in his face and if that wasn’t bad enough, he heard the lock slide and click into place. Bakugo sat there shocked staring at you front door hoping you would open it and invite him back in. After a few minutes he stood up dusting off his hands on his jeans.

He stepped forward and placed a hand on the door along with his forehead. He was just about to knock and yell your name when he heard you crying.

Your back was pressed against the door and your head was in your hands as you cried.

What were you expecting? A happy ending with a doating husband and a baby. No, you knew better than that. Your husband would care once he found out he was going to try to convince to stay with him and raise the baby. Your husband can’t have kids and you know this would only tie you to him further and make escape impossible.

Bakugo lifted his head deciding he cause you enough trouble today seeing as you were carrying a baby. He turned from the door and headed to his car. He looked back up at the big house.

You stood up after a moment and looked out the window near your front door and saw Bakugo standing there staring at your house. You thought he had already left. As stared out the window at the man you love you watched him turn to his car to leave.

“I love you Katsuki, maybe it could have worked if I hadn’t been so stupid.” You whispered to yourself as you placed a hand on your little baby bump. Thinking back to the agreement you made with your husband, his word chilling you to your core. ‘Any child you carry is going to be my child. They’ll be my successor.’

That was when you decided finally to take your life in your own hands. You went to your room and started shoving clothes in your suitcase. Once you were ready to leave you went out to your car throwing your suitcase in.

You stared at the big house standing in almost the same spot as Bakugo earlier. The only difference being there was no one to watch you leave. You slid into the car and started the engine, backing out of the driveway towards something new.

Little did you know your adventure would turn out to be a nightmare for one person and he was hell bent to get you back.