kurapikasidewife

[kurapikasidewife]

He was going to be so pissed.

It’s not like it was your fault, the bastard had started it with his vile fucking words:

“Ungrateful piece of shit shouldn’t be walking around acting like he’s a god. Dynamight is a joke of a hero, hope the piece of shit dies in battle.” One of the assholes on the other side of the subway car said to his friends laughing. They’d been dogging on him the entire ride, and you were fed up.

Of all the days to forget your fucking headphones.

With your heart thudding in your ears and face hot with anger you approached them. Despite the rage radiating from your body your voice was eerily calm “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation, and I’d suggest you guys quit running your mouths. You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Their eyebrows shot up in playful amusement, like you were nothing more than a kid throwing a tantrum. “Oh did we offend you sweetheart?” One of them cooed, voice dripping with venom “you his bitch or something?”

You know on any other day you could’ve held it together, and just popped your headphones in and ignore them.

But you forgot your headphones today.

You punched the asshole square in the nose, on impact you could hear the sound of bone crunching. There was so much adrenaline running through your veins you couldn’t tell if it was his nose or your hand breaking.

Spoiler alert it was both.

Now here you sat in the jail holding cell waiting for Bakugou to come pick you up. He sounded so calm on the phone which was never a good sign. As if on cue you hear the jail cell lock click and it closes open. Bakugou stands in the doorway looking at you with such a fierce expression “let’s go.”

Nodding you got up and silently followed behind him, he didn’t say a word to you until you guys had got to the car.

“What the hell we’re you thinking? Are you an idiot?” Rage seeped into his words, you knew he was only mad because he cares but his words still hurt.

“Yes I am. When it comes to you.” God that sounded so cheesy, you waited for his insult but it never came. Looking up at the blonde you expected to see rage, but there was no trace of the anger from before just neutral displeasure.

“The fuck does that mean?”

“It means they were saying the most horrible shit about you on the train. I tried to ignore them but I just couldn’t, they’ve never even met you. I didn’t even think about it I just did it. It felt so good to punch that mother fucker in the face, even if it means a broken hand.” You look down at your now casted hand, “At least I broke that fuckers nose.”

“That’s my girl” he said way too proud “but don’t go around punching guys twice your size for me. There are better things you could be doing with those pretty hands of yours.” He smirked, and your cheeks burned.

“So you aren’t mad?” You looked up at him trying to with the biggest doe eyes you could put on.

He scoffs “of course I’m mad at you. Putting yourself in danger like that was a dumb idea. That dickbag could’ve easily started swinging back, and I’d be pissed if anything happened to you,“ he paused” I do think it’s real hot that you’re so protective over me though.”

You roll your eyes and slap his shoulder “you’re ridiculous”

“Yes I am. When it comes to you.”

[kurapikasidewife]

You hadn’t expected the call.

Who calls someone at 3 in the morning to check in on them? Especially when they’re on the other side of the world with a 12 hour time difference.

Bakugou Katsuki. That’s who.

You stared at the caller ID for a solid couple of seconds before eventually answering the call. Not wanting to worry Bakugou you decided to fake being sleepy and put on your best groggy voice “hey suki.”

A hearty “HA!” came from the other line “you are not meant for voice acting baby, you’re shit at faking it.”

You can’t help the giggle that escapes your throat “I thought I could get away with it, why are you calling so late?”

“It’s storming there”

Of course you already knew that, since it’s what’s keeping you up. “Yeah, why do you care?”

“Tell me why you’re up this late,” his commanding tone seeping through the phone.

“You know why, you literally said it was-ohhh” the realization hit you; the man was worried about you. “Kats, I’m fine.”

“Don’t bullshit me. How bad is it?” His voice a gentler tone now, he’d known about your fear of storms since the beginning of your relationship.

“Could be worse,” you said sheepishly “it would be better if you were here.” He would always hold your hand, rub your back, play with your hair, anything to distract and relax you from the storm. Without him here you found it much harder to sleep, not that you were planning on telling him that.

“I know. I’ll be home soon baby. You need sleep tonight so here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to run yourself a bath, put on a movie, and listen to the voice memo I sent you.” His matter of fact tone left no room for argument.

“What voice memo?” Almost as of on cue your phone pinged with a text from Bakugou. Sure enough there was a voice memo attached, and what the fuck? It was SIX HOURS long????

“What the fuck did you just send me and why is so fucking long?” Your mouth hung open as you looked at the size of the file.

“Just put it on when you’re going to sleep ok?” His gentle tone returning to his voice.

“Fine.“ he was being weird but you trusted him, and you were really curious. “Goodnight my love”

“Night, love you.” He hung the phone up and immediately you started doing as he told you to. The bath was really relaxing, and it’s hard to hear the storm with the sound of Toy Story playing in the background. Finally once your head touches the pillow you have your phone in your hand, audio at the ready. You close your eyes and listen:

Look, I’m not always gonna be able to be right beside you when it’s storming, but I can sound like I’m close. I recorded myself sleeping a couple nights ago and that’s why this thing is so fucking long. I know you like the sound of me breathin’ even if it’s super fucking weird. Maybe this will help your strange ass sleep. Goodnight sweets.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the introduction, god he knew you so well. The audio continued and you could hear sheets shuffling followed by muffled breathing. A warmth spread in your chest as the gravity of his thoughtfulness finally hit.

Of course Bakugou was right and you were asleep in no time. You texted the blonde when you woke up.

Y/N: The audio actually helped…. I think you should send me more to be safe.

Bakugou: You wish.

Y/N: Seriously thank you I wouldn’t have gotten any sleep last night without your help. Your loud ass snoring blocked out all the thunder.

Bakugou: I don’t snore.

Y/N: you gotta listen to the audio.

Bakugou: Listen to myself sleep? Fucking weird. I’m not like you.

Y/N: Says the guy who checked the weather for the other side of the world.

Bakugou: Last time I try to be nice.

[kurapikasidewife]

“Back off woman” Bakugou says as he pushes you back trying to create some distance between the two of you.

“But you’re here to make all my hot cowboy fantasies come true ” you say in a fake fangirl voice. However nothing about your comment was fake, he looked so fucking good dressed like a cowboy.

This had all started a month ago when you were watching some cowboy rom-com, he just had to walk in front of he TV at the wrong time. The next thing you knew you were fantasizing about him in blue jeans and a cowboy hat. It may have slipped out when he joined you on the couch for the final half of the movie. Maybe it also slipped a few times after that, it’s not your fault it was such a good idea.

You had no idea he would actually go through with it, maybe for Halloween if you were lucky (and begged a fuck ton) , but oh you were so wrong. Now that he’s here standing in front of you, you’re so glad you told him about this because oh my god. He’s got the whole fit down with a tight white shirt, blue jeans, dark brown cowboy boots, and of course a tan cowboy hat on top.

Can people froth at the mouth? Because that’s exactly what you’re doing right now. You ran your hands over his chest “what did I do to deserve this? You’re playing with fire you know. Barley containing myself here”

He smirks.

Oh.

“Figure it out sweetheart?” The smirk may as well be a full on grin at this point. He loves to get you all hot and bothered but this was on a whole other level, and the bastard knew it.

“You’ll pay for that you know.” You bite.

His grin never falters “I was planning on it”

[kurapikasidewife]

“How do I look?” you ask while strutting over to Bakugou who’s sitting on the couch,watching your little show. The two of you were going to an important gala tonight, you bought a new dress for it and everything.

You were also praying to god it wasn’t too over the top, a tight black dress clings to your form with bright orange heels on your feet. Not to forget the green handbag.

When he looks up at you, you would like to melt into a puddle where you stand because what is that face he’s making. He’s glaring at you with a slight scowl, and now you don’t even need to hear his answer as you turn around to go change.

An “Oi!” and a firm grip on your wrist stop you in place “The hell are you doing?”

Trying to wriggle out of his grip you tell him “I was going to go change since clearly you hate this dress.”

An eyebrow lifts in confusion “I didn’t fuckin’ say anything” he can’t help the bit of annoyance that slips into his tone.

“You didn’t have to,” you mutter quietly “your face said it all.” That’s when he yanks the wrist that he still has in his hand towards him, bringing you along. You collide with his warm chest as he wraps his arms around you and hurts his face in your neck.

“You are fuckin’ beautiful, I’ll kill anyone who says otherwise. What I was really thinking about brat was how I don’t want anyone else to see how good you look in this dress. I want this view all to myself. I hate sharing.” He smiles into your neck and places a gentle kiss before rising to meet your eyes.

“No one there will compare to us” he smirks before finally standing and offering you his hand “let’s rock this shit”

[kurapikasidewife]

Katsuki loves you and doesn’t know how to show it.

Like at all.

It’s always been like this. He’s shit with words, but his actions always speak louder than his words.

The two of you had been together for years now, slowly forming a life together, and working on your futures. Letting them intertwine in every way that they possibly can, because the two of you loved each other. At least that’s how you are most days, but every couple has their moments right? The two of you spent a good amount of time bickering and making jabs at each other. Insecurity begins to rise in your chest regardless of what you tell yourself, you’re still afraid.

You try to not let this get to you, because you know Katsuki would notice and you didn’t want to bother him with this. However when the two of you are cuddling laying on your soft bed it slips out;

“ Do you love me Katsuki?” Immediately you feel him stiffen and his hand stops stroking your hair. He pulls back a little so he can look at your face better, red eyes staring at you with determination.

“The fuck you thinking that for? You think I don’t?” He sits up a little more “You think I’d watch your stupid Bachelor show with you if I didn’t?”

You giggle a little “I thought you liked the drama”

He scoff but he doesn’t deny it before moving on; “If you think I do those face masks because I care about my skin you’re crazy. Do you think I make lunches for all my friends? You think I text deku goodnight when I’m working late? You think-“

“Okay okay” you laugh a little more “I get it. I’m sorry I just get in my head a bit.”

“We’ll get the hell out of it because nothing is changing how I feel about you.” He lays his head back down on the pillow before saying “I love you so fucking much sometimes it hurts.”

Your heart throbbed knowing how hard that must’ve been for Katsuki to admit, and you kiss him on the cheek. “I love you too suki.”

“Do you want to watch the bachelor?”

You suppress a laugh “I thought you didn’t like it.”

“I don’t. I’m just suggesting it cause you like it.” He turns away trying to hide the soft pink tint on his cheeks, and you smile before grabbing the remote.

“Only because I like it.” You repeat turning the tv on, and Bakugou holds you tighter.

[kurapikasidewife]

Pro Hero Bakugou x Reader

Summary: You and Bakugou are childhood friends,however you’ve been keeping a secret from him. You got a job doing sex work, one night you run into him while trying to escape a persistent customer.

18+Tw: sex work! No smut, mostly fluff

You sigh as you pull your pants up and straighten out your shirt. You turn to look at the man you just serviced, all sweaty and breathing heavily on the bed. He propped himself up against the headboard to watch you get dressed, you feel eyes boring into you. “Not staying sugar?” He asks trying to make his nasally voice sound sexy. You internally sigh, new customers are the worst because you never know what they want. A soft smile flashes across your face before you cringe, “Sorry daddy, you know I can’t.” you reply as if that’s his actual name. He stands up and starts dressing himself.

“Then let me walk you home” he states casually, already sliding his shirt on. This makes you freeze almost instantly, alarm bells are going off in your head like crazy. Customers aren’t allowed to walk you home for safety reasons, yours and theirs. You flash another smile before carefully responding “That’s so sweet of you but I can manage.” Praying this was enough to keep him away you start to walk out the door. You see his form in the corner of your eyes following you anyways, you turn around again and he says “a little thing like you shouldn’t walk home alone, lots of dangerous people out there.” You scoff quietly so he doesn’t hear ‘yeah dangerous people like you’ you think to yourself. Looking at him he looks extremely satisfied with himself, like he’s being a hero.

“No really that’s okay.” You reply nerves started to crawl up your throat, causing your voice to waiver ever so slightly. He notices and smiles, liking the power he has over you right now “sugar I insist.” Then he waits for you to move, you turn and walk out the door not acknowledging him. You walk down the long motel hallways and down the stairs towards the sidewalk. He’s still following a few feet behind you, and he still has a creepy ass smile on his face. You begin to pick up your pace, mind racing with ideas of how to get rid of him.

You make it a couple blocks before you decide to stray from your usual route and make a turn a few streets before you usually do. You were so lost in your own thoughts and anxiety that you ran smack dab into a rock hard chest almost immediately. The impact causes you to land smack dab on your ass. You don’t bother to look up before apologizing. ‘Shit what am I going to do, he's going to catch up so fast now’ your mind races. You're pulled out of your thoughts by a familiar voice saying “Hey watch it!- wait what the fuck?”

You snap your head up, and your best friend Bakugou Katsuki is looming over you in his hero costume looking pissed and confused. Mentally you were slapping the shit out of yourself. You KNEW this was Katsuki’s route, you had memorized it to avoid this exact scenario. While you’re not ashamed of doing sex work on the side, there hasn’t exactly been a good way to bring it up to Katsuki. Plus you really don’t want to know what he would think of you after finding out. Knowing him he’d probably say something about how “I’m better than this shit”.

Katsuki extends a gloved hand out to you and you take it, you see his biceps flex through his suit as he pulls you up with ease. His eyes scan over your body analyzing everything he can see,as if trying to solve a puzzle. Once you're on your feet he flips your hand over to look at the scrapes on your palm. “The fuck are you doing -“ he’s cut off by your pursuer, “Darling why are you moving so fast? Oh who’s this?” There’s suddenly a heavy weight on your shoulders and you already know who it is by the smell of body odor. Bakugou's eyes narrow immediately at him, they may as well be daggers. Carefully removing the man’s arm you look at him and say “I was just telling this lovely hero about how concerned you are about me getting home safe. He’s offered to walk me home in your stead, thank you again goodnight” you link arms with Bakugou promptly turning him around. You start walking away praying he plays along long enough for you to get away from this guy.

“Whore” shouts the man from down the sidewalk “she’s not that good of a fuck anyways” he waves in your guys direction before pivoting and walking off into the night. Katsuki tenses and stops momentarily, you jerk his arm before saying “don’t” through gritted teeth. Tightening your grip on his arm you walk faster, no destination in mind just away from that man. You walk in silence for a minute before he abruptly stops and says “would you fucking stop already?” and that plants you where you are on the sidewalk. He stands in front of you one hand on his hip leaning slightly to the side “the hell was that?”

Suddenly you’ve never been more interested in looking at your shoes, eye contact feels physically impossible. Nerves floods your system knowing you should have told him sooner, but you don’t want to tell him at all. Your hands even start to tremble ever so slightly, hopefully he doesn’t notice. “Can we talk about this at my place? I just want to get home” he doesn’t say anything, just starts walking in the direction of your apartment.

The walk home is silent but your head is not, arriving at your front door is usually a relief but tonight it fills you with dread. You step in front of Bakugou for the first time tonight and unlock your door. Holding the door open behind you he steps into your apartment and takes his shoes and gauntlets off at the door. A habit he’s picked up when coming to your place after a long day at work. He plants himself on your couch arms spread across the back legs outstretched on each side, taking up the most amount of space possible. He glares at you “spill”

“There’s something I need to tell you about” you say almost sheepishly.

He scoffs “no shit, just fucking tell me already”

You take a deep breath “I do sex work sometimes.” You look up at him and to your surprise he doesn’t look mad, just really confused. “The money is really good” you continue trying to justify your actions to him somehow. He sits there silent for a moment and you can almost feel the gears in his head turning from where you’re standing. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He eventually asks, there’s a slight tinge of hurt in his voice.

You shift your weight between your feet a little, swaying ever so slightly “I didn’t want you to look at me any differently.” Hearing the words out loud sound so much weaker than they did in your head, surely he would chastise you for this display of weakness.

Katsuki didn’t miss a beat “I don’t give a shit about that” he leans his head back on your couch looking up at the ceiling “you’re still you no matter what job you do dumbass.” He lifts his head once again to look at you “Do you always walk home alone at night like a fucking dunce?” You put your arms up in defense “No one has ever tried anything till now” He gives you an incredulous look and rolls his crimson eyes “sure” a long pause before he speaks again “I’m walking you home from now on, knowing you’re out there being a dumbass really pisses me off.”

“You and I both know you don’t have time for that” you reply. He’s always been so protective of you in his own way, he won’t give up on this so easily “shut up, I’ll fucking make time you don’t know shit.” You smile knowing there’s no point in fighting him on this and you finally give in “fine.”

A triumphant smirk spread across his face “good.”

His mouth returns to its usual scowl before he says “and don’t keep shit from me, I won’t fucking judge you or whatever. "A look you can’t place crosses his face before he stands up and goes to your bathroom, you can hear him rummaging through your stuff. Eventually the shuffling stops and he comes back out with healing ointment. He walks over to your floor and sits cross legged by the coffee table, he looks at you “sit, let me see your hands.” You don’t protest and sit across from the man. He gently grabs your hands looking at them very intently and begins to apply the ointment. “I hate seeing you hurt” he says while carefully rubbing in the medicine.

You can’t help but scoff lightly “it’s just a scrape.” He bites back “you know what I mean, don’t play dumb.” You know exactly what he’s thinking; he hates seeing you do this shit to yourself, constantly putting yourself in dangerous situations. You can’t help but let tears fill your eyes as you feel overwhelmed, a tear slips from your eye and falls onto Bakugou's knuckle. For a second Bakugou is taken aback. He’s never really seen you cry before, even when you were kids and broke your arm at the park, you didn’t even shed a tear. Now it’s his turn to surprise you, “come here already” he says, almost impatient with arms outstretched.

You throw yourself into his arms, grabbing onto the back of his shirt like it’s an anchor to reality. “I’m sorry suki” you muffle into his shirt, “Tonight scared the shit out of me, I don’t know what I would’ve done if you weren’t-“

“Stop it.” He commanded somehow gentle yet firm at the same time. “We aren’t doing this what if shit, I’m going to walk you home every damn time. I will make sure you get home safe. God you have me saying all this cringey shit, makes me want to hurl, but I know you need to hear this. I won’t let jack shit happen to you, you’re my best friend for fucks sake I need you.” His grip tightens on you like he’ll lose you if he lets you go now.

You two sit like that for a long while, both needing to be in each other's company. You smile into his shirt realizing this is the first time he’s ever actually admitted to being your best friend. He can feel your stupid grin on his shirt “the fuck are you grinning at?”

You look up at him and smile “I’m your best friend?”

He scoffs, “don’t make me take it back.”

[kurapikasidewife]

Bakugou x Sick reader

Authors note: this is totally self serving as I’m sick and thinking about Bakugou

Instead of waking up to the sunshine and birds chirping like everyone else, you woke up with a piercing ringing in your ears. Not to mention the dull pain in the back of your throat, or the splitting headache. You sigh deeply and muster all your strength to get out of bed and walk towards the bathroom.

The cool tile hitting the bottoms of your feet seemed to help wake you up a bit. You flick on the lights, which are way too bright for your aching eyes. You squint while your eyes are adjusting, trying to find the thermometer you keep in the drawer. Finally your eyes adjust and you find it buried under a bunch of hair ties. You stick it in your mouth standing in a daze while the numbers slowly rise. The beeping of the thermometer pulls you from your thoughts.

101.2 degrees damn (fahrenheit to be clear)

You call your boss while trudging back to bed. “Hey” your raspy voice calls out through the phone when she picks up. “I don’t think I can come in today.Im sick.” You say stuffily, you can almost hear her frown on the other side “oh dear, you don't sound good. No worries, rest up, call me tomorrow to check in okay” and with that she hung up.

The next thing you do is text your boyfriend.

Y/N: I’m sick :((((

Not even a minute later your phone is ringing, your boyfriends name and picture popping up on your screen. “Hello?” You rasp. “You sound like shit” he calls oh so sweetly from the other end. “Feel like it too” you say, bringing your hand to your head. “Your dumbass has taken meds right?” He prys and you let out a little laugh “no I just got up but I’ll take some soon.” You hear a tch on the other end “You got tea?”

What is this guys issue? “Lemmie check” you say before slowly padding over to your cupboard only to find it empty. “No tea” you reply followed by a sniffle.

“Idiot, you’re gonna need that. I’m bringing you some after patrol today. Don’t die before I get there or I’ll kill you myself.” The line goes dead. You can’t help but laugh a little at his last statement. The throbbing in your head takes over any joy you were experiencing and you decided to crawl back into bed and drift into sleep.

~~~

Next time you open your eyes it’s because you hear rummaging in your apartment. You force your eyes open to see your angry boyfriend searching your room. You glance around the room seeing it’s disheveled state, but sick brain doesn’t care about that. “Need something?” Your voice croaks out, realizing how dry your mouth is, come to think of it when was the last time you had any water?

“Thermometer” he said still angrily searching.

“Right bathroom drawer” you reply

You hear a tch before you hear footsteps walk over to the bathroom and then to your bedside. “Turn over” Bakugou commands, and you do as he says slowly but surely turning over in your heap of blankets. You silently open your mouth as he sticks it in. “When’s the last time you took meds?” He asks and you shrug truthfully not knowing if you even took anything today.

He sighs another deep sigh and mutters a “moron” and pulls medicine out of a plastic sack with a water bottle and hands it to you. “Thank you, you didn't have to come all the way here.” You heave out realizing he’s really going out of his way to take care of you, in his own Bakugou way of course but still caring for you nevertheless.

“Yes I did, you suck at taking care of yourself you’ll stay sick forever.” He said as he pulls the beeping thermometer from your mouth. You don’t see the numbers but he makes a more sour than usual expression. Before putting a cold wet cloth on your head.

He walks away and you begin to fall asleep again. You hear him walking beside you before you feel his strong arms scoop underneath your legs and upper back, holding you bridal style, gently lifting you off the bed. “Bakugou?” You ask, feeling the warmth of his chest beside you, slowly rising and falling. My god he smelled so good, it made you even sleepier all you hear is “doctor” before losing consciousness.

~~~

The next thing you remember is waking up in your own bed. You can hear the sound of someone breathing coming from the side of your bed. You turn to see a sleeping Bakugou who’s propped against the side of your bed, head resting against the mattress. He doesn’t wear his usual scowl instead a peaceful look takes its place, you smile because you love seeing this rare side of him, completely unbothered. Unfortunately for you he could somehow feel you staring, and his eyes fluttered open.

“What are you smiling at creep?” Crimson eyes meet yours.

You mock offense “hey why are you calling me a freak?”

“You were staring at me while I was sleepin, pretty creepy” he smirks as you go into defense mode “no I was not! Well maybe a little but not in a weird way” you blurt out. He rolls his eyes before a slight frown returns to his face.

“Feeling better?” He asks with such a gentle tone that would shock anyone else. He’s always been a bit softer with you, it’s impossible to be so rough when you smooth his edges. You nod happily “Much. Thank you”

“I had to take your sick ass to the doctor, better not catch this bullshit” he grumbles. You smile again “well if you do I’ll take care of you, just like you did with me.” You give him a soft rub on the head before he nudges your hand off his head, and grabs your hand in the process. He looks at you “I’ll always take care of you.” You smile and a playfully push his shoulder “you’re such a sap sometimes”

“Shut it” he bites back, tips of his ears red. “I can’t stand your complanin’ anyway” he looks at you again “Can you manage to keep yourself alive or do you need me to stay?”

You sigh knowing he doesn't need to stay “do you mind?” Giving him your best puppy dog eyes, he rolls his yet again before standing up and looking over the bed. You look up at him waiting for any sort of response, “Scoot” he motions for me to scoot over in the bed with his hands. “Yay” you eagerly scoot over in your bed” he slides in next to you. He presses his chest against your back and wraps one arm around your waist with the other under your head. You two fit so well like this. Like you were made for eachother.

“You realize if you cuddle with me all night you’ll definitely get sick” you say quietly. He holds onto your waist a bit tighter “Don’t care, Sleep” he mumbles into your hair, and you do exactly that.

[kurapikasidewife]

Bakugou x Reader

Lock the door

Summary: You and Bakugou are dating and you constantly forget to lock your door…

It’s never really been that big of a deal to you, locking your door at night. You live in a safe neighborhood, and you love your neighbors, hell you probably know everyone in the building. Safety has never been an issue here. So when your boyfriend mentioned this habit at the door caught off guard.

“Make sure to lock the door behind me” he says firmly. You wave him off “yeah don’t worry I will” you start walking away before you feel a grip on your wrist. Crimson eyes boring into yours “I’m serious.” Your eyebrows shoot up at the sternness in his tone. You throw your hands up I surrender “okay I will, I will.”

“Good” he huffs before slamming the door behind him. ‘What was that all about?’ You can’t help but wonder. Shrugging it off you forget about the door almost immediately, and wander back into your bedroom. Unbeknownst to you Bakugou was waiting for the click on the other side of the door.

He’s noticed that whenever he comes over you just swing the door open, not once has he ever heard your lock. This bugs the crap outta him.

He ran his fingers through his hair, taking a deep breath before opening your door. Sure enough it wasn’t locked, your bedroom door is shut and he decides to use this as an opportunity. He shuts the door behind him and LOCKS it before strolling to the couch, not even bothering to be quiet. He takes a seat and decides to turn the tv on, waiting for you to come out so he could prove his point. You needed to lock your door or anyone could get inside. (This is true kids please lock your doors)

You were oblivious to this as you were listening to music on your headphones in your bedroom. On your bed your markers were sprawled out everywhere and your coloring book was smack dab in the middle. Realizing you left your favorite yellow in the living room you get up and open your door.

All you see is a shadow menacingly sitting on your couch, and that’s enough to make you shriek. You throw the marker that is in your hand at the shadow with all your might “get out!!!” You feel a marker in your pocket don’t hesitate to use it as ammo on your target. “Oi, stop throwing markers at me.”

This haults your actions. You know that voice. You have fallen in love with that voice time and time again. You breathe a huge sigh and you feel your muscles relaxing, so much so that you literally fall to your knees. “Oh my god, why would you do that?” You ask him breathlessly. He lets out a low chuckle “You never lock your door dumbass, had to show you anyone could get inside” He gets up from the couch and stands in front of you and offers you his hands. You accept them and he helps you to your feet.

He immediately embraces you before saying “maybe if you weren’t so stubborn and just listened to me I wouldn’t have to do stupid shit like this.” he huffed “I’m sorry I scared you” he whispers into your hair.

“I know”

You pull back from the hug and look him dead in the eye “if you ever do something like that again you will be single just an fyi.”

He swallows “you’re joking”

You smirk “want to find out?”

[kurapikasidewife]

Pro-hero!Bakugou x Reader

Summary: where the reader thinks Bakugou doesn’t want their relationship to be public.

It all started when you were brainstorming ideas for your 7th date. The two of you sat on his burnt orange couch in the living room of his apartment. He sat behind you with his legs wrapping around you and his arms placed delicately around your waist. His head rests on you shoulder staring at the phone in your hands as you search for things to do in the city.

Your eyebrows raise when a coupon for an aquarium pops up. Who doesn’t love the aquarium? You tap the website out of pure curiosity and the website doesn’t even get a chance to load before Bakugou has something to say.

“Too public”

You stiffen. “What?”

His eyes look at the phone and then back to you. “The aquarium. We wouldn’t be able to have a real date, too many damn extras would be bothering us”

Oh. You are dating one of the best heros in Japan, of course the public of going to be interested in him and his life outside of hero work. “Right” you say before tapping the back arrow on the phone. Thinking back on it you two really hadn’t done anything in public at all. The most public you’ve been was when sneaking off to the beach at odd hours or hiking through the forest near his place. You smile thing about how much Katsuki cherishes his time with you.

“Drive in theatre?” You ask thinking that if you guys went to a late enough showing and parked in back no one would notice. He kisses your neck “perfect” you feel his hot breath agains your skin. “So what are we seein’?”

~~~

Then there was the dinner date.

Katsuki got reservations to a really nice restaurant downtown, and of course he got you guys a private room. While the dinner was amazing you couldn’t help but wonder why he didn’t just settle for a booth in the back of the restaurant. This private room cost so much to reserve (you only know that because you googled it in the car), but was he really willing to pay that much extra to make sure the public doesn’t see you together? Why? Or is he that worried that we’ll be bothered? Thoughts and questions cloud your mind as you mindlessly cut your food.

“You good?” A deep voice cuts through the fog of questions and insecurities. Your head snaps up, suddenly aware of the state you were just in and straighten up a bit.

“Yeah sorry, I just feel kinda bad having you spend all this money on a reservation.” Your eyes wander back to your plate once you mention the money.

“You didn’t make me do anything, do you not like the food?” He asks nonchalantly while still eating his own dinner.

“Huh?” You look at him again “no that’s not it I just-“

“You looked at how much this room costs didn’t you” he interrupts.

You feel your cheeks and the tips of your ears begin to burn. Looking at Bakugou a smirk you can tell the blush on your face is worse than you think.

“Hah I knew it” he exclaims triumphantly. However his next moves caught you off guard. He gently grabs one of your hands that was resting on the table, his crimson orbs meet your gaze firmly. “Seriously I like treating you and taking you out in any way that I can.” He smirks “let me take you home and show you how much I really appreciate you.”

You let go of his hand before playfully shoving his shoulder from across the table. “Way to ruin an adorable moment” however you can’t help but smile too.

~~~

The final straw happened after a night at Katsuki’s.

The two of you went to a friends house the night before and you decided to stay over. It was all quite lovely until you were getting ready to leave. You sat on the stool by his door putting your shoes on when he calls from the living room.

“You should probably go out the back today”

His words cause your hands to hault on your laces, midway through tying. He’d never asked you to do that, in fact you always walked out the front door. You look up from your shoes as you hear Bakugou walking over towards the front door where you’re sitting.

“Why?” You ask out of confusion.

He shrugs before kneeling down to finish tying your shoe for you. “Don’t want anyone seeing you is all”

The words hit like a a ton of bricks. Hurt flashed through your features before you straighten your face again. He notices the hurt on your features almost immediately.

“More like I don’t want anyone bothering you” he corrects his previous statement.

You know he’s looking out for you but the pit in your stomach is too deep to ignore. You don’t want to seem weak or insecure in front of your man, especially not THE Katsuki Bakugou. But it couldn’t be helped at this point.

“Are you embarrassed of me?” You blurt the words spilling out like word vomit you couldn’t choke back. You brace yourself as if you are waiting for a punch, afraid of what he was going to say next.

He’s taken aback before he answers “the fuck? What the hell gave you that idea?” he genuinely doesn’t know where this is coming from.

You shrug “You never want to be seen with me.” You look down at your shoes once again. “ Now you’re asking me to sneak out the back door. It’s just weird is all.”

Your words shock him yet again. “I’ve had the media up my ass since my last big rescue mission. I don’t want anyone bothering you, dumbasses would probably blind you with camera flash before you can even get to your car.” With gentle hands he cups your cheek and guides your eyes to his.

“You’re the only thing that makes me feel normal” he says quietly “don’t get me wrong I fuckin’ love this hero shit, but sometimes, I dunno it’s nice to just be your boyfriend and not a pro hero. There’s no pressure it’s just me and you.” If he was still a teenager Katsuki wouldn’t have been able to say that while looking you in the eye, but now his gaze remains strong.

Your heart fills with warmth at what he’s just told you and you can’t possibly resist him now. You throw yourself into his arms hitting him so hard you can hear a soft grunt exhale his lips. It doesn’t take long for him to hug you back gently “We can make our relationship public but not yet, I gotta keep you to myself a bit longer.”

You nod into his chest no longer caring about the public knowing you guys were together. In fact maybe now you wanted to keep things a secret.

[kurapikasidewife]

Bakugou x Injured! Reader

Tw: mention of injury (to hand) and blood

It was such a great idea in theory, making dinner for my boyfriend. He’s always working so hard for the both of us, it’s the least I could do to say thank you. Now I may not be the best cook in the world, but I sure can try.

I suited up in my apron and everything, tying it tightly behind my back. I began boiling the broth and preparing the vegetables. I begin chopping the vegetables slowly at first then I gradually pick up speed. I’m not doing too bad at this I can actually chop kinda fas-

Almost as if on cue I slice my finger open. Immediately warm red blood starts filling the holes in my wound and starting to drip out. “Fuck” I curse at the pain immediately grabbing the wound to put pressure on it.

I peel my non injured fingers off the wound briefly to look at the damage, blood dripping down my arm onto the floor in the process. Immediately I re-clasped my fingers around the wound, it’s much deeper than I thought.

I walk over to the bathroom leaving a trail of blood drops in my path, I’ll have to make sure I clean that before Bakugou gets home. Can’t afford to worry the poor hero after all he does already. I walk over to the sink and open the cabinets underneath and find the bright red first aid kit. I grab the handle and place it on the counter opening the lid. I grab the gauze and begin slowly wrapping my finger.

I’m so lost in my thoughts that I don’t even hear the front door shut when Bakugou comes home. “I’m home,” he stops in his tracks when he sees the bloody mess all over the kitchen. His eyes widen as his gauntlets drop to the floor with a thud. He begins to search the apartment, worry causing him to move faster than he should after a twelve hour shift.

“Y/N?!?” He shouts into your guys empty bedroom.

That snaps me out of my daze “In here” I call from the bathroom. Before I know it Bakugou was standing in the door way, eyes fixated on my bandaged finger.

“What the hell happened?” He asks walking over to me eyes silently raking over my body to check for any other injuries.

I blush a bit finding myself a bit embarassed by the situation.” I cut myself” I bluntly state.

Relief floods his entire system realizing that you were alright, well as alright as someone who just cut their finger open could be. He scoffs “yeah no shit, but how?”

I shrug “ I thought I was better at chopping vegetables than I actually am” I laugh a little bit realizing how much I overestimated my skills with a knife.

One eyebrow shoots up ever so slightly on Bakugous face, and it somehow makes me smile even wider knowing he probably thinks I’m crazy right now. It takes me by surprise when he gently grabs my waist and places me on the counter of the bathroom.

He gently grabs my injured finger carefully finding the end of the gauze to unwrap it. “Let me patch you up, you’ve done enough damage to yourself for tonight” he looks at me with an uncharacteristically soft gaze “ tell me if it hurts too much kay?”

He unwraps my poorly done bandage job, and gingerly grabs the injured finger to examine the wound. I wince slightly as he moves my finger around bringing it closer to him for a better look, he notices my pain and mutters a small “sorry”.

He pulls his face away from my finger and reaches beside me to grab more gauze from the kit. He also grabs an a bottle of rubbing alcohol to clean the wound. He looks up from the bottle in his hand to look me in the eye “this is going to hurt a bit.”

Before I can protest he’s already pouring it over the wound. The pain is so blinding I need to grab onto something so I opt for his forearm. I hear him mutter another small sorry before beginning to bandage my wound for a second time. We sit in a comfortable silence as I watch him tend to my wound with such care.

He breaks the silence “Why were you even chopping vegetables in the first place? You don’t even like to cook.” He asks while still keeping his eyes fixated on the task in front of him. I sigh.

“I really wanted to surprise you with something nice after a long day of work. You do so much for me already I just thought the lease I could do was make you dinner.” The response took him off guard, and he froze on place.

“Really?” He asks still dumbfounded.

I laugh a bit and nod. He says nothing and silently finishes wrapping the rest of my finger. Immediately after tying the gauze in place he pulls me into his arms, fingers intertwining with my hair and his face buried in the crook of my neck. It startled me at first but I almost instinctively melt into the warm embrace.

“I love you ” he says into my neck. I can feel all of his worry, hurt, and relief all in those three words.

I smile

“And I’m teaching you how to hold a damn knife tomorrow”

I laugh knowing how much he’ll worry if I don’t let him teach me. I have no other choice but to nod.

He smiles “cmon dumbass let’s order takeout”

[kurapikasidewife]

Protective!Kurapika x Reader

(AU where y/n is Neons sister and Kurapika is her bodyguard. )

“Any reason in particular as to why this ball is making you more nervous than usual?” Asks Kurapika out of the blue

Suddenly I’m are hyper aware of the fact that I have been biting my nails aggressively for god knows how long. “What makes you say that?” I ask trying to play it off like I know nothing. These balls are usually second nature to me, but tonight there’s someone on the guest list I’d really rather not see.

“What makes you think that?” I try to stifle my nerves.

He looks at me and then looks at my hands, answering the question without even saying anything.

“There’s someone that’s going to be there that I….” I trail off not sure how to explain to Kurapika that my asshole ex boyfriend was attending.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t feel comfortable of course.” He interrupts me. I contemplate not telling him but, I know it’s something he should know.

I sigh “No you should actually know about him. My ex boyfriend will be there and he isn’t always the most friendly. I guess I’m nervous about running into him again, his unpredictability makes me anxious“ I state looking away.

“Y/N” he states. I look up at him and see fierce determination in his eyes, and maybe a little bit of protectiveness too. “I will do everything in my power to keep you safe.“

“Thank you”

“It’s my job, no need to thank me” he states matter of factly.

We arrive at the banquet hall where the ball is being held. The large brick building and its huge white columns seem to stare down at me as we round the front driveway. I hear the driver mutter something from the front of the car as he stops. Kurapika gets out of the car and opens the car door for me and holds out his hand.

“Thank you” I say as I take his hand. He walks me up the red carpeted steps. I take a deep breath before we enter the ballroom. Kurapika goes to take his hand back but is met with resistance. He looks up and I’m looking at him with pleading eyes

“I don’t want to lose you in the crowd” I say quietly

He says nothing but slowly guides me through the sea of people. I glance around and notice a lot of couples on the dance floor and double the amount of people crowding around to watch the couples. I scan the room searching for the bar, in desperate need of a drink to calm my nerves. As if on cue I make eye contact with the person I really wanted to avoid. I stiffen and start to look away before he notices me, but I’m too late he’s staring daggers into me.

My heart is beating so hard Kurapika can literally feel it in his fingers. “You okay?” He asks quietly so no one will overhear. “Yeah I just saw-“ I’m cut off by my father “Kurapika just the man I wanted to see. I have a private booth I want to talk to you in.” He points to a booth with purple velvet curtains. My father turns to me “Y/N darling fetch us some drinks and meet us there yeah?” I have no time to answer before Kurapika is ushered off and I am suddenly aware of how alone I am.

I walk over to the bar and order the drinks, almost as if waiting for this moment my ex approaches me.

“Hey baby, you miss me?” His breath reeks of alcohol and it smelled all too familiar.

I roll my eyes trying to look as unphased as possible “as if.”

He scoffs and scoots closer to me “did your date leave you all alone? Doesn’t sound like a gentleman.” He somehow gets even closer to me, leaning over me reminding me how much bigger than me he is. “I’ll show you what a real gentleman looks like” he slides an arm around your waist and leans into your ear “I’ve missed that mouth of yours. I want you to remind me of what it feels like.”

I start to panic knowing he doesn’t take no for an answer. I struggle against his grip trying to get free “where are you going so soon princess? I haven’t even gotten started with you yet.” He tightens his hold on me.

I look over at the booth where my father and Kurapika are and the curtain is completely closed. I sigh realizing there’s no help coming. I could ask the bar tender for help or kick him in the balls-

“I’m going to need you to let go of her.” said a firm yet familiar voice come from my left side. I turn to see Kurapika, but he’s not wearing his usual stoic expression. He is livid. I feel him remove the unwanted arm from my waist before quite literally standing between the two of us. Kurapika is so close I can practically smell the clean cotton scent coming from his clothes, or maybe it’s him who smells like that.

“You her boyfriend or something?” My ex asks gruffly. Clearly irritated.

“Her Bodyguard. Now leave. I’d rather not have to use force on such a lovely night.” I can practically hear the anger dripping from his words.

My ex smirks “so she opened her legs for you too huh, she’s just that easy isn’t she?” He doesn’t even get a chance to see my reaction before Kurapika grabs him by the collar.

“Leave. Now. You will never speak to Y/N again. Do you understand?” His eyes were glowing crimson, his contacts were no match for the rage he currently felt. To see you so disrespected and sexualized like that when you were such a precious thing in this world. He couldn’t listen to a word of it, all he could see was red and it took everything in him to not beat this guy to a pulp.

His eyes must have been what sealed the deal for my ex, because he scampered off like a wounded puppy. Kurapika turned and looked at me his face immediately softening. “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have left you alone. Are you alright?” He asks scanning my face for any sign of distress.

“You saved me” I say matter of factly, like I don’t believe it. I’m staring straight forward still processing what just happened. “You saved me” I say again hoping that repeating it will make it seem more real.

“Y/N” he brings his fingers to my chin forcing me to look at him.

“Are you okay?” He says again unsatisfied with my previous answer or lack thereof. I snap out of my daze before smiling up at him.

“I am now” I wrap my arms around his neck and hug him “thank you pika” I smile into his chest. He wraps his arms around my waist, and is glad I’m not looking at him because his cheeks are redder than he’d like to admit. “Sorry I just couldn’t help myself” I say trying to pull away but his arms stay firm around my waist.

“Wait just another minute” he whispers into my ear “please” he adds quietly.

I say nothing and just happily stay where I am, not caring one bit that we’re in a ballroom full of people. He’s thankful I don’t ask any questions because he has no explanation as to why his ears have turned pink.

[kurapikasidewife]

Me taking back my life from my eating disorder

[kurapikasidewife]

99 Distractions for when you need them

Drink a cup of hot tea

Wear soft, comfortable clothes

Take a bubble bath

Take a long shower

Get a massage

Get a manicure

Read a magazine

Wash your hair

Wrap up in a blanket

Give yourself a facial

Colour a colouring book

Play with Lego

Blow bubbles

Light candles

Read your favourite children’s book

Make a snack

Have a nap

Watch a funny video

Watch a good movie

Read a joke book

Watch the clouds go by

Play with a pet

Drive with the windows down

Braid your hair

Do a crossword puzzle

Research a topic

Complete a maze

Play a word game

Organise something

Listen to a podcast

Visit your local library

Plan something

Write in a journal

Talk a walk

Wash the dishes

Stretch

Dance around your room

Iron your clothes

Water your plants

Go to the park

Cook a nice meal

Hoover the house

Drive to a new part of town

Hula hoop

Practise your yoga

Play tennis

Rearrange your bedroom

Go for a swim

Run through the sprinkler

Wash your sheets

Ride a bike

Go bowling

Weed the garden

Call a friend

Make a gift for someone

Write a thank you note

Write a letter

Meet up with a friend

Visit a nursing home

Message someone you love

Invite someone to go shopping

Bake bread

Send an uplifting, kind anonymous message

Doodle

Invent something

Paint

Play an instrument

Make an instrument

Draw

Create a video

Draw yourself as a cartoon

Visit an art museum

Watch the buskers in town

Do a craft project

Try out a new recipe

Plan a new outfit

Decorate your room

Meditate

Pray

Listen to guided meditation

Download a new game

Level up in an old game

Take photographs

Compliment someone

Call your parents

Play with your siblings

Find new blogs to follow

Give yourself a pep talk

Moisturise

Tidy your room

Update your blog theme

Make a smoothie

Design your dream house

Paint your toenails

Clean your makeup brushes

Write a story

Clean the fridge

Organise your wardrobe

Watch a full season of a new show