khiib1 - Tumblr blog

khiib1 · 4 years

Text

Cheating! Oikawa Tooru x Reader

* * *

"Hey Tooru?" you call out for your boyfriends name, his muscular back facing you and both your naked bodies covered with bed sheets.

What did you expect life in college? The two of you were dating for almost three years. The two of you were bound to get into a intercourse.

"Yes F/n?" he calls out, turning around so that the both of you were face to face. His muscular arms pulled your bare body into a hug, his face snuggling against your chest.

"You love me, right?" you ask, staring at him. Tooru gave a mischievous grin, one of his hands held your wrists with your arms over your head

"I'll show you I love you." Oikawa says, squeezing your thigh with his free hand and wearing a lustful expression.

"Round two."

* * *

You truly thought Oikawa loved you.

But, everything changed. He changed.

Tooru wouldn't come back to the apartment where the both of you live together. He would arrive until midnight or even until the next day.

His clothes smelled like sweet, luring perfume. Pieces of long hair were attached to him, and they weren't yours. Remnants of lipstick stains were either under his jawline or barely see-able smeared on his cheek. You could even see those hickeys he tried to cover up.

This went on for two months.

Those times when he did stay with you, it would be mainly for sex.

But you couldn't leave him. You thought he loved you. You loved him so much it hurt how much you could see through his lies.

All those years the both of you were together, you couldn't let it go to waste. You didn't want to always think of him every single day, flashing to those beautiful memories that weren't about sleeping together.

You couldn't leave him because...

You were sitting on your couch, it was nearly one in the morning but you were awaiting for him.

'Have faith F/n...' You thought to yourself, but you knew better. Foolishly, you kept holding onto that shred of hope.

The door click open.

Just as you predicted, Tooru stepped through that door. His hair was dishevel and his clothes were poorly put on. Oikawa may have not notice it but his shirt was inside out.

"F/n! What are you doing up so early?" Oikawa perks up, then fake yawning and stretched his arms to act like he was tired. "You should be sleeping, I'll sleep with you too!"

Nothing. You said nothing, your head hung low and your heart vulnerable.

"Tooru... you love me right?" you ask, looking up at him, smiling weakly.

For the past months, you would stay up, awaiting for your boyfriend then asking him that one question once he came back home.

You love me, right?

Oikawa simply smiles, walking to you and crouching in front of you.

"I could say it, but I'll show it to you."

I'll show it to you.

Every time you would ask your question. He would always respond 'I'll show it to you.' then the two of you would go to bed.

Oikawa leans over, kissing down your neck and sets your body laying on the coach. His hand held both of your wrists, holding your arms above your head. His body was over yours, hovering you, he sent kisses all over your skin.

But this time it was different.

They were just kisses.

They were nothing different.

The kisses didn't send the electric shock, they didn't show love that you wanted.

You clench your fists, as Oikawa began to unbutton your shirt.

"Don't... touch me." You mutter, but the brown-haired setter didn't seem to hear you. "I said don't touch me!" You yell, pushing him off of you.

Tooru fell to the ground, looking at you confuse. You were always so submissive but this time, you showed anger..

"What's your problem?!" he shouts back but you remain quiet, holding your shirt together to prevent him seeing your cleavage. "Fine, talk to me tomorrow. We can do it tomorrow when you're in a better mood." he spits out, walking out the door.

You wiped your tears, quickly placing on your shoes and following his trail.

You had to follow him.

You had to know.

You needed to see it for your own eyes and have your heart to be broken, in order to be able to say those words.

You followed him to the park, where he sat by the bench with a lamp post behind him. You stayed a meter away, hiding within the shadows.

He looked angry, then picked up his phone, and placing it behind his ear then saying a couple words that you couldn't make out of.

Ten to fifteen minutes past, a beautiful woman walked in front of Oikawa looking concern.

You watch as Tooru took her hand, taking her away from the bench and deeper into the park with the trees and bushes.

You slowly walked, following their path. Slowly, each step came heavier and heavier.

Soon, you were close enough to to hear them.

"What happened Tooru?" the woman asks. Her voice even sounded beautiful.

"I got a fight with my girlfriend then I thought of you." Oikawa says.

You were close enough where you could see the two of them on the ground.

"W-we can't do it here," the woman protests.

"Please." Oikawa says, pushing her beautiful hair out of her perfect face. "You made me feel like no one ever did."

"I love you Tooru."

"I love you too." Oikawa responds.

Instead of hearing your heart, you felt your heart crack into a million pieces.

He never loved you. He only used you to get rid of his sexual needs.

Deciding it was the perfect moment, you deliberately stepped into their vision.

"F/n... H-how, why are you here?" Oikawa stammers. The both of them stood up, dusting themselves off.

Instead of answering his question, your eyes were locked onto the woman. You stepped closer to the woman, raising your hand to slap her.

But no, Oikawa caught your wrist so that you land a hit.

"Stop it." he says, and gripping on your hand. "This isn't like you."

"No! You listen to me! This is me! You made me like this!" You yell, jerking your hand from his touch and shoving him with tears at the brink of your eyes.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm not going to lie anymore, I'm inlove with another woman." Oikawa says, not hiding from the truth anymore and standing in front of the woman to protect her from you.

"I know." You said cruelly, standing your ground. "I hate you so much."

"Then why didn't you break up with me?! It would've been easier!" his voice was slowly raising.

You knew the sentence you were about to say was going to hurt you as it was going to hurt him.

"Because I'm pregnant!!!" You shout at the top of your lungs. "I'm pregnant with your baby!"

The tears couldn't stop anymore, like a flood, once the dam breaks you can no longer stop the water pouring out.

"W.. what..." Oikawa whispers.

"I've been pregnant for four months... I didn't figure out until two months ago.. But that was when you started cheating on me.." You drop to your knees, crying into your hands.

"I-I was hoping it would be temporarily..." Your voice cracked, "I-I hope that you would come back to me.. But I couldn't take it anymore.." You said, the tears slipping through your fingers.

You felt Oikawa touch your shoulder "F-f/n... I-"

"Don't touch me!" you said, jerking away from his touch then standing up to stare at him straight with your tears brim at your eyes.

You remembered the time where his touch would bring butterflies to your stomach. You remembered where the warmth of his hand would make you happy.

It's different now. Every time you looked at him, you hate the sight of him. His voice makes you want to scream.

"I hate you. I. Hate. You." You spit out.

His touch made you regret everything the two of you did. And now that you were carrying his baby...

You hated him even more.

"I'm getting an abortion."

Oikawa's brown eyes widen. "F-f/n don't do that!" he grabs your hands, holding it tightly. "This is our baby...I-I'm sorry-"

"You cheated on me." You quickly cut him, "but I did something worse."

"I stayed home and I trusted you."

#haiyuu #haikyuu oikawa #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #oikawa tooru #oikawa fic #oikawa x reader #oikawa torū

3 notes · View notes

khiib1 · 4 years

Text

Abnormal Flirting

Tsukishima Kei x Reader!

This is another one of my old oneshots that I wrote, it was on Tsukishima’s birthday ;)

~Round 1~

"It's a bird!"

"No, it's a plane!"

"Nah, never mind it's Tsuuki." You said, popping next to the giant who just entered the classroom.

"Morning," the giant respond with his monotone voice, staring down at you. "Are you ready to lose?"

"Pfff, puh-lease, I'm going to win these rounds today." You said with a unflinching smirk. "I'll start."

"Here they go again..." Yamaguchi says, sighing and sitting at his desk.

"Are they still at it?" Hinata whispers to him. But they froze as they began to watch the two of you with your stupid joke battles

"You're a bit late, Kei. With those long legs I'd figured that you take two steps and you're already here." You said, wearing a smirk.

"That's funny," he says, clean his ear. "Did I hear a pipsqueak?"

"Was that sarcasm I hear?" You reply, "or is it because you're too high that no one can hear you?"

"Sarcasm is a defense mechanism against stupid." Tsukishima says, sitting down at his desk.

"Did you fall from heaven? Because you must've landed on your face." You state.

"That's so old," Kei says. "Are you a magician? Because whenever I see you, everyone else disappears." He smirks as if he was going to win this round.

"You can call me Nemo, because I'm not afraid to touch the butt~" you pointed at him, seeing JUST a TINY tint of blush above his cheeks.

"So you want to play it that way don't you?" he says, giving into the challenge then standing up facing you. "Do you like to draw? Because I put the D in raw."

~Ring~Ring~Ring~

"L/n-chan, you're going to be late to your class..." Yamaguchi tries to intercept into our battle.

"I still have a good minute," you retort then snapping your eyes at him.

You started to slowly walk backwards, but you were prepared to counter his joke. "I think your shoes are untied because you keep falling for me."

"You wish." he retorts.

"That's not the only thing that's falling," you said while still backing away, sliding the classroom door open.

"Your zipper is falling too."

Tsukishima face froze as he watched you whipped smoothly then nae nae out the door with victory in your pocket.

* * *

Round 2

"You're a little sluggish today Kei!" You said, bouncing around him then lifting up your fists and pretending to hit him like in boxing. "Your jokes are old-fashion!"

"You know I'm better than you in round two." Tsukishima says, the both of you sitting together for the lunch break and bento's on your laps.

"Pff, puh-lease. You start." You insist, watching his eyes trail off then perking up with a "hit blunt" joke.

* * * [A/n] Caution: REALLY BLUNT stupid jokes ahead XD sometimes you need to say it out loud to get them. * * *

"If I try to fail but then I succeed, which one did I do?" he questions bluntly.

You have a chuckle, seeing the stupidity of the joke but it was the whole point of round two; really BLUNT, stupid jokes.

"If I'm waiting for the waiter, doesn't that make me the waiter?" You said, which made Tsukishima crack a smirk.

"If two right-hand people kill each other, who's left?" Kei says back. You smiled, he was truly a master of these type of jokes.

"If watermelon exist, why isn't there Firemelon, Earthmelon and Airmelon? The Elemelons." You said which made him smile.

"Not bad, not bad." he says, finishing his food.

~Ring~Ring~Ring~

"C'mon, your time is almost up." You from, hoping to win this round too.

"If I hit myself, and it hurts. Am I strong? Or am I weak?" he jokes which made you blank-minded.

"You dropped something..." he says, "your jaw." He adds, closing up your mouth then standing up and looking back at you. "You coming?"

'Damn, lost this round.' You thought. The next round was the last one, the one that would be the tie-breaker of this joking deadlock.

* * *

Final Round!

School was about five minutes away for being finish for the whole day. But it was also where the both of you would begin your final battle until the bell would dismiss the whole school.

You cracked your fingers, jumping around Tsukishima to make yourself intimidating, like a boxer in a ring.

"Ima win this one Tsuuki!" You announce, bobbing your head like a newly baby crow.

The goal for this round was to make flirting pick-up lines.

"If you were a booger, I pick you first." You started off.

"Did you fart? Because you blew me away." He replied quickly.

"I wish I was toilet paper so I can touch your butt~" I whisper and sang to him.

All of a sudden, Kei hover his face so close to you that you could feel his breath and seeing his soft lips.

"Nice legs, when do they open for me?" he whispers.

"W-what?" you began to stammer, wondering if it was really a joke or... real?

"You know, there'll only be seven planets left after I'm done with Uranus." He keeps throwing his secret tricks at me, adding some sexiness to his voice.

"H-hey, I-I haven't even had my turn-"

"I think you're suffering from lacking of Vitamin me. I'll treat you like my homework, slam you on the table and do you all night long." he whispers so quietly the others couldn't hear or know what he was talking about.

~Ring~Ring~Ring~

"A-alright, you won now." You said, trying to get to the door till he grabbed your hand and fell back into his arms.

"Your lips look lonely, would they like to meet mine?" he asks, automatically kissing you without hearing your answer. By the time he broke the kiss, you were nearly fainted with your face hotter than pepper.

"Come on, I'll take you home." Kei says, helping you stand on your own and holding your hand without shame. "I am your boyfriend now, after all."

"U-uh huh!" You nodded, your face still volcano red.

* * *

The whole volleyball gang watched L/n and Tsukishima walk together holding hand in hand.

"Finally." Yamaguchi sighs in relief.

"Why don't they just flirt like normal people?" Kageyama says, wondering how the salty middle-blocked for a girlfriend so quickly.

"It's fine, their happy and finally together." Suga adds, and the team murmur in agreement.

"Abnormal flirting." they all said together.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #tsukishima kei #tsuuki #kei tsukishima #haikyuu anime #haikyuu karasuno #haikyuu tsukishima

1 note · View note

khiib1 · 4 years

Text

Heal Me (KatsukixReader)

First and new post! Hope you guys enjoy it’s one of my older oneshots <3

(Katsuki Bakugou x Fem! Reader!) LONG READ

[Please let me know what you think! Is it too long? Do I need to cut it into parts?]

"F/n, head back to the infirmary. We have two more patients over there already." A small, short elder woman said, known as Recovery Girl even though she was years past of being a young.

"Wait where are you going, sensei?" You question, seeing her walk away which was the opposite from where the infirmary was.

"The two patients must be separated, because one of them.. is inflamed," she mused with a shrug. "Plus, I know you can do it on your own, right?"

"Y-yes!" You babble, "I'll do my best!"

Smiling softly, Recovery Girl waddled away to treat her next patient.

"Inflame?" You chuckle, recalling your teachers words. Feeling a little aghast, you fiddled with your thumbs, anxious of how this patient would be.

Arriving at the door of the infirmary, you reluctantly twist the knob, entering the room. Eyeing the room, till spotting your patient on the bed, sleeping.

"Awe," you cooed, watching your patient sleep.

Your patient was a boy, around your age. His hair was a yellow-blonde, which was had some dirt compact on him. His expression was soft and calming as he slept.

"Okay, now I'm just being a creep," you comment at yourself, averting your eyes away and picking up a clipboard that had information about his injuries and basic information.

"Katsuki Bakugou..." you mumble his full name. "Quirk is explosions," you continued on, "and injuries aren’t too bad, probably just exhaustion," you observed him. "He's actually uh.... ahem.. really, really fit. But I guess being in the hero course, you'd expect that."

You looked around the room, seeing no one around. Grabbing a chair, setting it next to the bed, once again, you searched the room, making sure no one was around. Quietly without disturbing the boy named Bakugou, you slip your hand into his, holding it tightly.

'Hm... he's really warm...' you thought, your head and eyelids began to feel heavy. Still holding his hand, you laid your head on the bed, drifting.

* * * (<-These are things I use for time skips ;) )

Stirring in his sleep, Bakugou felt overwhelming of energy in his body. Exhaling, he slowly opened his eyes, gazing at the white ceiling. Blinking once or twice, he sat up, regaining what happened.

"I'm going to kill that-!" he barks but stop as he tried to clench his fists but he felt something in his hand. "EH?!" he bellows but turns to his side, seeing a girl with (hair color) hair that was wearing a white coat and holding his hand.

...

"OI! What the hell are you doing?!!" he demands, struggling to rip his hand from her unusual strong grip even though she was asleep.

* * *

You hummed, opening your eyes and directing your vision on Bakugou who still sat in bed, with a vicious-looking sneer for intimidation.

"Good afternoon," you yawn, sitting up and stretching your arms still holding his hand.

Bakugou scrunched up his brows, his vein popping out of his forehead when you didn't answer his question.

"Don't ignore my question! Who're ya?!" he demands, ripping his hand from you, then his palms blasting up as his anger.

"Oh, I'm L/n F/n, nice to meet ya." You gave him a weak salute, still yawning, too tired to be fazed by his hot temper.

"How the hell did you get in here?! And what the fuck were you doing earlier?!" He demands, his palms rapidly exploding.

"Oh, I'm sorry. My super hero name is Recovery Girl, or so that's the name I'll be given when the real Recovery Girl retires. But I might change my name, I still haven't figured out what though," you quickly explain but realizing he was still clueless. "Oh, I'm her successor that she's chosen, and I was just doing my job on you.”

"So did you kiss me?!!" he looked disgusted but you simply laughed in his face. He recalled that the original Recovery girl kisses her patients to heal them.

"I could, I wouldn't mind if it was you," you joked but saw that he wasn't in a laughing mood. "I-I mean, I could but I didn't! Because that'd be awkward..." you ramble, blushing from embarrassing yourself from saying such things.

He said nothing, his eyebrow twitching which made you feel amateurish and unprofessional.

"Looks like you're better! Ha..." Your voice cracked as you abruptly stood up from your chair, dusting yourself off and putting your hands behind your back. "I'm glad you have a lot of energy, if you have any injuries, just come back... I mean.... if you want..." you face-palmed yourself as you slowly walked out of the infirmary.

Once you left, Katsuki looked at his hand, it was more sweaty than usual.

"By the way," you peeked your head from the door again. "Your hand is really warm," you quickly added, then popping out of the room.

Bakugou's glared confusingly as he examined his hands which suddenly flickered, growing and shrinking at a rapid speed, mimicing the beat of his heart.

* * *

"F/n, you seem a little quiet today, are you ok?" Recovery Girl asks, while reading through some paper. The entire day you sat in the nurses office with Recovery Girl, watching the day go by slowly.

"Y-Yea, it's just a little boring, there wasn't a lot of patients that needed help today," you mumbled while, staring outside for no particular reason.

'I wonder if that Bakugou guy is alright..'

"Well, a student named Izuku Midoriya is going to come by for a check up. I have to attend a teacher meeting, so you can change his bandages," she suggests.

Your head perked up, "really??!”

"You are going to replace me F/n, you already know about most wounds and the best treatments. You can certainly bandage wounds," she goes on, her voice sounding sad.

You hugged her tiny body from behind. "I can never replace you, you're the best teacher I ever had. I still have much to learn too and I need experience in the field."

Chuckling, she pat your cheek with her small hand. "You're like a daughter to me," she says, glancing at the clock. "I have to go now," she states, jumping off her chair and waddles to the door.

Smiling to yourself, you sat on a chair, spinning around before becoming a little dizzy. You continued on for ten minutes then stopped as you heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," you called out, trying to balance your vision as you spot a green-haired boy with freckles. Both of his arms were wrapped in bandages.

"Oh you're Midoriya!" You said, clapping your hands and pulling a seat for him.

"Um... where's Recovery Girl? And who are you?" he asks politely, sitting down.

"Nobody knows who I am..." you murmur depressingly, which made Izuku speechless. "But it's alright!" You recovered, pumping up your fist, causing the green-haired to remain silent and awkward.

"So uh..." he drawls.

"I'm sorry, my name is F/n L/n, Recovery Girl told me I could change your bandages. Trust me, I'm capable," you convinced.

"I'll be in your care," he bows politely, his voice shaking as he spoke.

You grabbed a small pair of scissors, snipping the bandages off..

"Hm, you really damaged your body..." you mumble, as you studied his dark purple limbs.

"Yea, I got too careless..." he smiles idiotically, glimpsing down to eyeball his injuries.

"If you want, I can heal them for you?" You look up at him, with a genuine smile.

"Can you really?? But Recovery Girl said-" he looked like he was going to babble on and on.

"Don't." You said firmly, "just, just don't." You fortunately stopped him from giving you a lecture. "So, do you want me to heal you?"

"Yes please," he nods, "w-wait are you going to k-kiss me?" he shakes his head and his face blazing red, raising his hand to cover his face in embarassment.

"Why do people think that?" You frowned and crossed your arms, "all I need is physical contact, holding hands is good enough or maybe I should place my hand on your head?"

"How long will it take?" Midoriya questions.

"It depends on how bad your situation is, but I guess we'll stop when you feel better," you said, standing up and setting your hand on his head. "Oh wow, your hair is really curly," you stated.

"Oh.." Midoriya murmurs, feeling surging energy as he stared at his purple skin turned yellow then slowly transforming into his natural skin color. He also felt a difference in his bones, the ache disappearing in minutes.

You stood quietly, then exhaling deeply. "Better?" You held a half-hearted smile.

"Y-Yea!" He says bursting with strength and standing up with more energy than he needed.

"I'm glad," you smiled again, then finding your seat and sitting down.

You heard the door slide open.

"What the hell are you doing here, Deku?!" A growl comes out.

"K-Kacchan?!" He stutters. "N-nothing, thank you L/n," he bows which you gave a little wave goodbye as he left the office in a flash.

"Kacchan? Is that your nickname?" You ask the red-eyed boy named Bakugou. "Never mind that, what do you need? Is something wrong?" Your voice was soft.

"I want you to check if I'm sick," he mumbles, his eyes looking away from you and his hands in his pockets.

"Come sit," once again you gave a weak smile.

Setting down his bag, Kacchan sat in the empty chair while you took out a clean thermometer.

"I can put it in my mouth myself," he grumbles, holding his hand out which you gave him the thermometer. He stuck it in his mouth, slumping in his seat, as you grabbed a clipboard.

"What's your symptoms?" You ask, grabbing a pen as well.

"Mah body is hot, and mhm heart keeps pounding in mhm ears," he tries to say while the thermometer was in his mouth.

"Let me see," you sloppily wrote down the information then setting the clipboard down, taking the thermometer out of his mouth and checking his temperature. "You seem fine, its pretty normal."

"It's been happening ever since that day we met. You did something to my body." He glares at you.

"What do you mean?" You reply quietly, your head becoming heavy.

"You did something to me." He accuses.

"I did no such thing," You stood up to defend for yourself but felt a heaviness on your body. You blinked once, and that was enough to put you into a deep sleep.

As you literally fell while sleeping, Bakugou caught in his arms with no hesitation.

Once again, he felt his heart pound in his ears and body rising in temperature.

'I'm definitely sick, because of this girl.' he told himself, but replaced his attention to you. Not knowing why you would sleep now.

"Oi, what's wrong with you," he shakes you, but you remained in a deep slumber. But as you slept, Kacchan found out the reason; because of your quirk.

* * *

"Oi."

Your eyes was still closed, but you felt something on you. Your fingers felt and traced the material, it was soft yet cool at the same time.

'Blanket? Am I on the bed?"

"Oi."

You felt a hard flick on your forehead, opening your eyes you instantly found a pair of beady-red pupils staring at you.

Mystified and startled, you panic to sit up, but instead slammed your forehead on his, causing both of you to groan in pain. You retort to a fetal position, holding your red-marked forehead.

"What the hell was that for?!!" Katsuki barks at you, rolling on the ground groaning in his pain.

"You scared me!" You yelled at him, teary-eyed as you sat up and frowned.

"Shiiit!" He groans, still rolling back and forth. "Your head is harder than a rock!"

"Geez, let me help you," you slipped off the bed, kneeling to him and was about to touch his forehead.

Grabbing your wrist, Katsuki prevented you from touching his head. "You're going to pass out again."

You eyed him blankly. "M..my quirk, how'd you know?"

"You fell asleep while healing me, then after healing Deku's injuries, you passed out." he blandly says, as if it was the almost obvious thing ever.

"For Recovery Girl, when she heals patients, it depends on their stamina and energy. But I'm the opposite," you briefed, managing to touch his forehead anyway. "I transfer my energy and stamina to heal patients."

The pain in Bakugou's forehead disappeared, and his eyes widened. Feeling of energy spread to his body. He felt his face heat up.

"You.... CANT JUST BE THAT STUPID AND KEEP DOING THAT, DUMBASS!" Bakugou boomed, angrily pinching both of your cheeks, not giving any mercy and stretching your cheeks as wide as they could go.

"Owowowowowowww!" You whimper, "I can heal others but not myself!"

Violently, Bakugou released your cheeks, mercilessly knocking your head with his knuckles.

"Is there a brain in there?!" He keeps knocking on your head as if it was a door. "You can't constantly use your quirk whenever someone gets a cut! Do you want to keep falling unconscious?! Think about yourself too! Idiot." he rants, putting his hands in his pockets and casting his vision elsewhere but you.

Your brain took a moment to absorb his words. You couldn't help but laugh. You were so used to taking care of others, that it felt nice that someone cared for you too.

"Eh, what the heck are you laughing for?" He gives you a evil-eye as you continued to laugh.

"Thank you Bakugou," you smiled, rubbing your cheeks and forehead from his violent-ness. "You're an good person, even with your attitude."

"Tch, I don't know what you're talking about," he grunts, standing up and picking up his bag. "Hurry up, or I'll leave you extra. Schools already over and you took so long to wake up."

"So, are you offering to walk me home?"

"Shut up, it'll look bad if you collapse out of no where."

Laughing, you grabbed your things, following him out of the nurses office.

* * *

Ever since that day, Katsuki comes everyday so that the both of you could walk together, but he always finds excuses, never saying that he actually likes you. You'd never really seen his house before, because the two of you lived opposite directions and said your goodbyes when you both separate at the train station.

"Here again Katsuki? Do you really care about me that much?" You question with a smirk.

"What makes you think I care about you?!" he threatens, "just here to make sure you're not collapsing like a idiot you are." He grumbles, basically admitting to your question.

"Hmmm, sure, sure," you held a hidden grin, grabbing your things, and skipping behind him.

* * *

"He's not here," you mumble to yourself. "He was here yesterday too..." you fiddled with your thumbs, pouting.

"Are you talking about that inflamed young man that keeps visiting you, F/n?" You heard your teacher behind you, causing you to jump up.

"Sensei! H-heyy," you slurred your words. "What inflamed guy?" You purposely acted dumb, over-exaggerating shrugging your shoulders.

"His parents called in sick," she whispers. "Found out his address just for you," she passes a paper in your hands with a written address, giving a sly wink. "Be sure to bring some medicine for him."

"You're the best!" You whisper, giving her a quick hug, then running out.

* * *

Knocking on the door of Katsuki's house, you waited for a good minute or two before the door finally opened. It was a older woman, but she looked rather young. She had spikey blonde hair, that went to her shoulders.

"Can I help you?" she asks.

"Yes, please. Is um... Bakugou Katsuki here?" You politely asked.

"You're... looking for Katsuki?" She questions.

"Yes."

"Are you sure??" She sounded surprise.

"Uh.. yes.."

"My little boy has a friend..." she happily cries. "KATSUKI! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" she yells at the top of her lungs.

You shook at the sudden personality change, only giving a awkward, half-hearted smile. Instead of more yelling, there was silence.

"I think he's asleep," she sighs, then smiling sweetly at you. "Well he is quiet since he's sick."

"Do you mind if I see him?"

"Yea, no problem. His room is over there, to the left," she directs.

You entered the house, taking off your shoes.

"I'm Katsuki's mom. Do you want something to drink??" Her eyes lights up, almost excited like a puppy.

"Uh.. yes please," you said, finding it hard to reject her offer.

"I'll make some tea," she informs, walking away to the kitchen you presumed.

Following her directions, you softly knocked on Kacchans bedroom door, only to hear nothing. Opening the door, you let yourself in his room.

It was clean, which alarmed you because you expected it to be messy. The room was dark and the curtains were closed, with no natural light coming into the room at all.

You felt your hands against the walls, exploring and finding the light switch, immediately flipping it on. You found Katsuki sound asleep, snuggled up in his bed.

Silently, you drew open the curtains just a bit then knelt by the bed, admiring how cute he was while sleeping.

'It's fine if I hold his hand just a little, right?' You thought, reaching out stretching your arm, then froze as his eyes opened, instantly throwing daggers into you.

"What're doin?"

Still frozen, you drew your hand back, quickly rubbing the nape of your neck.

"A-ah! You're awake Kacchan... I-I was just going to feel your head to see if you had a fever!" You turned away.

"What were you doing really?" He demands, still laying with the sheets over him.

"I wanted you to feel better, so I was going to heal you," you glumly admit. "I-I know you said not to do anything stupid-!"

Bakugou grabbed both of your wrist, using his excessive strength to pull you into the bed with him.

"Shit, it's fucking cold," he grumbles, pulling the sheet over the both of you and pulling you into an embrace.

"Wh-wh-!?" You failed miserably to ask an simply question, absorbing the situation that he just PULLED YOU IN BED.

"What're waiting for?!" he demands. "Heal me." he whispers into your ear, sending abnormal shivers to your body.

Your face froze, feeling your skin turn pink.

"S-so you wanna hold hands... er something...?" You suggest, trying your best to remain calm but your heart was racing and your face rose red.

"I just pulled you in bed with me," he states. "Do you think you're in a situation where I just want to 'hold hands'?" his voice was low that it increase the speed of your pumping heart. "I know there's another way you can heal me."

Katsuki leaned in for a kiss, which you accepted, kissing him back. His hand trailed on the nape of your neck to deepen the kiss.

Finally breaking off the kiss, the both of you gasped for air. Kacchan huff, his cheeks pink that it reached to the tip of his ears.

"You're not going to get sick from me, are you?" He questions, raising a brow, laying on his side, his elbow propped up to leverage his head.

You shook your head, not knowing what to say in this kind of situation. He smirks mischievously, pinching your cheek lightly.

"Good, cause I want you to keep 'healing' me."

* * *

Epilogue

Next day...

"I thought you said you wouldn't get sick, idiot," Bakugou mutters, feeling your forehead as you laid in bed with a high fever.

"Ha.. Yea, I thought so too..." you croaked.

"I guess it's my turn," Katsuki stands up, getting in the bed with you.

"Y-your turn to do what?!?!" You exclaimed.

"Heal you, dumbass."

"But you don't even have the same quirk as me! Won't you get sick too?!"

"Then you'll heal me again."

#boku no hero x reader #boku no hero academia #my hero acadamy #katsukibakugou #kacchan #fanfic #bakugou x reader #bnha #bnha katsuki #katsuki x y/n #katsuki x you #mha katsuki #bnha katsuki x reader

2 notes · View notes