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ghoul. — (addition)

[THIRD INSTALMENT OF GHOUL SERIES : ADDITION]

"Appeal for a rejection."

You were added into Yoongi’s Q Squad and Jimin badly hated it.

pairing : yoongi x reader x jimin (a particle of yoonmin interaction)

rating : M

genre : tokyo ghoul au, soulmate au

disclaimer : this story is a work of fiction. descriptions of the BTS members in this story do not reflect nor portray them in real life. everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.

warning : the action of cutting flesh, blood.

word count : 2.4k+

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note from winter 💌 :

THIS ISNT A DRILL ; RARE SIGHT OF JIMIN BLUSHING !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! bye

honestly, idk if i hate or love yoongi in this. i just 🧍 i be writing him down but boy im giggling and shii while doing so. am i in love with him or what 🫤

yeah…

i realised too, after starting ghoul series, im starting to write in a faster pace 📝 dk if it’s a good or bad thing but rejoice while it lasts.

yoongi and jimin interaction with oc is the weirdest thing in this chapter idk idc why i wrote it down

💌 what is winter listening to? : rewind by twice.

📝 if you want to know more about this au, you can refer to this post! any other question you can refer to me <3

dedication : my thirst for yoonmin

Another day of drowning oneself in work. Another day as an Investigator of Special Case. Another dull day in the life of Min Yoongi, but maybe today was about to be a day worth the extra effort he put into waking up, getting ready, walking down the same path to KCCG, and working.

As per usual, Yoongi turned on his PC and made his way to the small pantry at the corner of his room to brew himself a cup of coffee. He remembered how the very corner of his office was just an empty space, but you had proposed to Jungkook to establish a personal pantry at each investigator’s office.

Honestly, that might be the best proposition you had come up with because Yoongi himself wouldn’t want to cramp himself in a pantry that was not even as big as his office and not every floor has a pantry. The thought of interacting with another creature irked him.

Plus, KCCG was an edifice.

Yoongi walked back to his desk which he didn’t even bother to clean up. It was messy because it was scattered in its place. His desk was pretty much similar to yours: filled with paperwork even though neither the two of you were a bureau investigator.

Settling himself comfortably on his seat with a cup of freshly brewed coffee in his hand, his free hand reached for the computer mouse and dragged it until the cursor on the screen reached the destination, the mail.

First thing first before Yoongi started his work, he would always check his emails.

Once the screen loaded, his emails never failed to impress him. He received more than five hundred emails every day, but of course, to make his life much easier, KCCG included a priority function when sending emails within the organisation.

Hence, immediately he clicked on the ‘High Priority’ folder with the striking bold red exclamation mark.

“Addition to Q Squad.” the title read. That unconsciously made his brow lift.

From Chief Director of Division 1, Kim Namjoon. Of course, his soulmate.

Skipping all the formal opening and greeting, the email read as below:

Leader : Investigator of Special Class, Min Yoongi.

Existing Members : Associate Investigator of Special Class, Kim Seokjin, First Class Investigator(s), Lalisa, Kim Jisoo.

New Addition : Associate Investigator of Special Class, Jeon (Y/N) Kishou.

Yoongi scoffed boringly but a muscle was quick to twitch hence a smirk found its way to tug on the corner of his lips.

The clock had just hit 7:30 A.M. and the email had a carbon copy sent to one of his favourite soulmates. Yoongi leaned in his leather chair comfortably. Sipping his coffee with a little too much excitement in his veins.

The extra effort was worth it surely.

One,

Two,

Three.

The door was slammed open, and it was the very person he was expecting for.

Jimin.

“Oh, Jimin,” his eyes widened a bit, as he gasped as if not expecting his soulmate. “To what do I owe the pleasure of having you here first thing in the morning?”

“Appeal.” Jimin said coolly.

“Appeal what exactly?” Yoongi feigned cluelessness.

“You’ve read the email, Min Yoongi.” The fire behind Jimin’s eyes made the older excited. Jimin gave him a frosty look as he enunciated. “Appeal. For. Rejection.”

Yoongi frowned foolishly followed by a shrug. “I have no reason to reject (Y/N) to be in my team.” He has.

“Oh, you sure do,” Jimin started to saunter around the room. “Reason number one being you can’t even be anywhere with her presence for more than 30 minutes before you quickly find an excuse to leave. Two, you hate her, she hates you. Three, you guys avoid each other.”

Jimin strode towards Yoongi’s desk, hands on it. With his voice thick with mockery, he announced the last reason. “Lastly, you can’t handle her.”

Yoongi looked unimpressed.

Or at least he tried to look unimpressed.

Taking a sip of his coffee, he groaned when the rich flavour reached the back of his throat. He propped an arm on the desk and rested his chin on it.

Aloofly, he spoke. “One, 30 minutes is the time I allocated for every meeting except for our soulmates. Two, I have never verbally told anyone and her I hate her, nor have I ever heard her verbally announcing her hatred towards me to anyone or me. Three, we don’t. I just met her three days ago.”

Yoongi then propped his other arm on the table as well and connected his fingers. “Lastly, it’s you who can’t handle her.” With a mocking smile. “Or else why would she be handed over to someone else aka me, hmm?”

“Don’t blame others for your incompetency.” The smile was gone, and every trace of excitement vanished and was replaced with his cold, deadly stare.

“You don’t know anything, Yoongi.” Jimin narrowed his eyes at him. “Don’t run your mouth about something you have zero knowledge of.”

“That’s why I’m saying things only I, and I only, have knowledge of.”

“You’re infuriating.” He groaned.

“I know that.” Yoongi acknowledged with a shrug. He raised from his seat and made his way, again, to the pantry to make himself another cup of coffee. With a very dismissive tone, he told Jimin. “Now, will you excuse yourself? I need to welcome my new team member.”

“Fuck you.” Jimin chided.

Yoongi was quick to retort. “I’d rather fuck your arse.”

“You–”

The door was pushed open. Jimin’s remark was cut off. His face was heating up and Yoongi resumed making his coffee without care.

The second person Yoongi has been expecting.

“Good…” Your greeting was stuck on the tip of your tongue when you saw Jimin in your new mentor’s office. He looked like he didn’t expect you to be here too. But what could be done? Namjoon sent you an email this morning informing your new placement in another squad. Specifically speaking, Yoongi’s squad: Q Squad.

“Good morning, (Y/N).” Yoongi greeted you which was, by the way, extremely out of character. He even looked your way.

You immediately bowed and redo your greeting. “Good morning, Investigator Min.”

Your new mentor then raised his eyebrow at your former mentor. “Well, Jimin, what are you waiting for? This is your cue to leave.”

Jimin’s right eye twitched uncontrollably but a smirk found its way to his plump lips. With a controlled voice, he managed out a “As you wish, Min.” and spread the paperwork on Yoongi’s desk into an even messier mess which the older stared at in horror.

Petty and childish…

As he passed by you, you expressed your valediction with a bow. “Have a good day, Investigator Pa–”

Jimin grabbed you by the forearm and dragged you out with him.

Before getting dragged out of the office completely, you saw your mentor’s horrified expression was replaced with his casual smirk.

Why does he have to be so unreadable?

“Investigator Park–!” You tried to pull back your arms. Although you knew it was a futile effort, it didn’t hurt to try.

Jimin halted, resulting you to bump into his hard chest instead of his back as he had spun very quickly. His hands snaked around your waist, holding you close to him. Realising your face and his face might be in close proximity, you tried to at least pull back your head to create some distance.

“Say my name.”

You frowned and accidentally met his eyes. Quickly turning away to break the eye contact, you tried to wiggle your way out of his arms. “What–”

His hand found its way to your neck, putting on light pressure. You knew he hated it when you avoid eye contact. He and Jungkook were like that. Face hard with a low voice and hint of annoyance, Jimin repeated. “Say. My. Name.”

Your eyes flickered at his voice, but your mouth was quick to comply. “J–Jimin…”

“Good girl.” His thumb found its way to your lips. He smudged your lipstick and dragged it a little out of place. Your hands were frozen. Jimin then brought his thumb and smudge the lipstick stain on his own lips. “Now, let’s meet Namjoon to switch you back into my team.”

“Switch who back into your team?” Namjoon

Eyes widening, you pushed Jimin away to get out of this compromising position. “Director Kim, Jeon.” You immediately bowed and greeted them.

“I want (Y/N) back in my team again.” Jimin declared with all seriousness.

“No.” Director Kim declined curtly.

That seemed to twitch a muscle in Jimin’s jaw, but he kept his cool and continued. “And why is that?”

“Hmm, let’s see,” Namjoon feigned pondering. “Experimenting?”

“Stop this crap and switch her back into my team, Namjoon.”

“Is that an order, Jimin?” He glared down at the younger. His voice was deep with authority. “Do I take order from you?”

“Hyung.” Jungkook’s voice finally joined the conversation. He was referring to Namjoon.

The higher Director didn’t need to turn around to catch what Jungkook was intending to say. “I have a reason for this sudden change. It was not done for fun. It was done with careful observation and procedure.”

“Pray tell me the reason.”

“Your latest training session with the Associate Investigator of Special Class, (Y/N).”

Your body went rigid.

“What’s wrong with it?”

“I received complaints from Investigator Mingyu, Special Class, and Investigator Xu Minghao, First Class, that stated the same thing in which you had disturbed their scheduled training session with (Y/N),” he let out a heavy sigh before adding, “I know Jungkook was involved as well. Temporary restraining order has been put on him by me to refrain him from engaging with (Y/N) in any activity unless in public view.”

He continued. “You, however, were not given any restraining order because Jungkook insisted on taking the full blame, but I would hate it to let an accomplice get away freely,” Namjoon turned his gaze towards you. “That’s why I decided to remove (Y/N) from your team.”

He returned his gaze to Jimin. He could see the younger was burning with anger, it was detectable although Jimin was as great as Jungkook in using the art of concealment. They were soulmates, after all.

“Fret not,” Namjoon reassured. “You can do an appeal to request (Y/N) back into your team when Min Yoongi fucked up.”

Jimin was powerless in this situation. He knew. No matter how shit arsehole Min Yoongi was, he was not one to fuck up anything. Q Squad is the leading counter-ghoul squad in KCCG. Min Yoongi was known for his excellent skills individually and collectively. Each week, his team report was always the most impressive followed by Jimin’s team.

“Investigator (Y/N), you may return back to Yoongi’s quarter and proceed with your first team mission in your new team.” Namjoon dismissed you with a smile. His dimple poked through his cheeks. Your heart fluttered against your will. “I expect a good result by the end of the week.”

“Yes, I won’t disappoint you, Director Kim.” Bowing your way out, you walked back to Yoongi’s office. Along the way, you fought the strong urge to turn around because you felt the stares. For one, you knew it has to be Jimin’s.

Knocking on the door, you called out his name before coming in, headfirst. “Investigator Min?”

He has already started with his pile of paperwork. The room reeked of coffee from the amount of coffee he had consumed, and it was just 2 hours into the day. You stepped into the room and walked towards his desk.

“Oh, (Y/N),” Yoongi finally looked up from his paperwork and at you, but confusion was quick to wear itself on his face.

Shamelessly, he asked. “You just finished making up with Jimin?”

“Wha– No!” A blush crept up to your cheeks as you realised why he asked that.

Jimin smudged your lips a little while ago.

Flustered, you quickly looked for the handkerchief in your coat. You remembered you had placed it inside one of the pockets this morning. Excusing yourself as you continued rummaging in your coat for the piece of fabric.

When you finally felt the soft fabric of your handkerchief on your fingertips, before you could even grab it out of your pocket, a piece of soft cloth reached over to your lips, wiping off your lipstick.

“Took you so long to even find a handkerchief,” Yoongi said aloofly.

“I–I apologise,” your eyes looked at anything but his pale face.

Min Yoongi was a beautiful man. His porcelain skin was soft, his eyes dark almost to the colour of black, and his dark raven hair that looked soft and fluffy. He was like a doll.

A killer doll.

When encountering the ghouls, Yoongi was nothing per the delicate description, especially with all the blood on his hands and some that splattered on his face.

His duality was insane.

“Give me your hand.” Yoongi called on you.

A look of confusion was clear on your face, but he ignored it as he showed his palm, signalling you to put your hand on his. You obliged without any question.

Yoongi took out something from his pocket and in a blink of an eye, blood was drawn from one of your fingers. The pain finally registered in your brain as you shrieked and tried to pull back your hand.

He wasn’t letting you.

The pain was not very intense but maybe it would leave a deep wound cut. Instead of putting pressure or even bothering to be concerned, Yoongi brought your bloody finger to your lips. He dabbed your blood from your finger to your lips.

“That’s more natural, isn’t it?” Sadism shone in his eyes.

You were unable to do anything.

Yet again.

As if you were under a spell, you were frozen against your will.

Once Yoongi finished his little game, he released your hand carelessly. The handkerchief in your pocket was immediately retrieved and you put it over your bloody finger along with some pressure to stop further spill of blood.

Only now you realised he had cut your finger with his folding knife.

Yoongi brought the sharp metal to his mouth. Lips parting apart, he placed the knife on the pad of his tongue as he let the blood – your blood – transfer to his tongue. The wet muscle continued to glide on the knife until it was clean of your blood.

“Welcome to Q Squad. Get ready for mission in 4th ward.”

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ssplague · 1 year

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Chapter 19

Masterlist

⛔️Trigger warnings: Sex, manipulation, toxic relationships, yandere, romanticized abuse, verbal abuse, violence, Sexual assault (ATTEMPT), physical violence, degradation, Narcissistic family, mental illness/instability, delusional thinking, drug use leading to inevitable abuse, hallucinations, gas lighting, fractured psyche, co-dependency, enabling

✨Here it is, the finale! I can’t thank you guys enough for rocking with me this long! I hope this meets your standards and you all enjoy it as much as every other chapter. Of course if you have been paying attention, then you know this is only concluding the first half of this much too long and seriously fucked up the story, this series is far from over. Anyway; I love you guys, please let me know what you think❤️‍🔥 Enjoy! 🎊

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It was slightly depressing to be back at school after being out of the country and experiencing a marriage proposal. Of course it didn’t even take five minutes after you and Katsuki greeted your group of friends for Mina’s perceptive gaze to fall on your glittering finger.

She snatched your hand up so quickly you didn’t even see her move, “What is this?!”. Her shriek instantly gaining the attention of the rest of your classmates.

Kirishima let’s out a low whistle, Kaminari leans in for a closer look at your hand in Mina’s death grip “That must of cost a fortune”.

“I wanna see!”

“Oh my god! Are you-“

“Woah look at that!”

Everyone crowding around you was getting to be too much, all of their eyes on you made your skin heat up and caused your chest to tighten. You opened and closed your mouth a few times, anxiety getting the better of you.

“Oi get the fuck back!”

The sudden shout, paired with the menacing crackling that followed it, had succeeded in forcing the group to give you some space. You breathe a sigh of relief and try not to make it blatantly obvious you are attempting to use Katsuki as a shield for the numerous curious as well as shocked stares aimed at the two of you. Midoryia is the only one brave enough to take a step closer , and the green haired male stutters as he does so, “K-Ka-Kaachan? What…?”.

Letting out an annoyed “Tch” at his stumped and somewhat bashful rival’s stammering. You feel a warm hand on the small of your back, pushing you slightly and begrudgingly you come out from behind your aggressive lover to stand at his side.

“M’only Gonna say this once so open your Fuckin ears!” Katsuki sneers at the others still gathered around you two. His narrowed crimson eyes shift from them to you, his expression instantly softened and you know he was analyzing your outward appearance to get a good idea on how you were feeling internally. You made a sound only he could pick up on before straightening your spine and winding your arms around one of his muscular biceps.

Imitating the small smile he couldn’t fully display right now, as it was only for you to see. The aggression and haughty façade was back as soon as he glares at your classmates once more.

“We’re gettin’ married and that’s all you need to know, anyone bothers her with shitty opinions or pesters to see her ring, I’ll blow you straight to hell…now piss off”.

Thankfully, everyone seemed to take Katsuki for his word and they didn’t bother you any more than normal. Plus with graduation coming up, your eventual nuptials paled in comparison. It was one week before the final week of your schooling came to an end forever, that you found yourself on the beach one evening. A large bonfire burned and music blared through the large Bluetooth boom box someone had brought along. The wind blew your hair into your face for the umpteenth time as you allowed Mina to pull you onto your feet to dance with her. It wasn’t just your class gathered here, all three of the famous hero schools had gathered to celebrate together.

Everywhere you looked people were drinking, dancing, or socializing. A sudden bout of rambunctious cheers grabbed everyone’s attention as the game of beach volleyball between the boys came to an end. You couldn’t help but smile as you watched Kirishima pick up your lover (who had apparently been the reason they won the game) and lift him into the air.

Shaking your head at their antics you turn to Mina, “I’m going to use the restroom”. “Want me to come with?” She offers but you shake your head “No, I need you to be here to tell Katsuki where I went because as soon as he doesn’t see me, you know he’s going to come ask”. The both of you share a laugh before the pinkette agrees and you start towards the small section of trees that the cement building housing the restrooms resides behind. You quickly do your business and as you wash up, the cheap old light bulbs over head begin to flicker.

Once they start they don’t seem to stop, just as you hurriedly reach for the door handle the door itself opens up. You jump back in suprise to see two unfamiliar young men looking down at you.

“Excuse me” you offer, trying to get them to let you side step and exit the lavatory but they ignore it.

Both of them enter the room causing you to take a cautious step back, as one moves towards you and the other leans back against the heavy door after shutting it behind them. “Ummm…?” You start but pause, not knowing how exactly to Adress this situation.

“No need to be nervous sweetheart, we just want to talk that’s all…” the one approaching you states, showing his hands as if the gesture would reassure you, it didn’t. “I can’t imagine you have much to say to someone you have never met…I’m taken, so if you’re looking for a date then-“.

They both chuckled at your statement, giving each other a look before focusing on you once more.

“We’ve been out here watching you lot have fun this whole time and I must admit, my buddy and I are feeling a little left out…So many beautiful ladies out here drinking and dancing…but you’re the only one that’s stupid enough to go off by yourself”. For every step the stranger takes forward, you take one back, until your back hits the tiled wall. Now he’s caging you in against it, a wide smile displaying his teeth as one of his hands comes up and pats your cheek.

“Do yourself a favor and don’t make me hurt cha baby…Keep your mouth shut, be compliant and I’ll make this good for you too, understand?”. You turn your head to the side as he tries to kiss you, catching a glimpse of yourself in the grimey bathroom mirror only fills you with more terror.

There in the scuffed and grubby glass is the exact same broken girl you remembered that night in the infirmary. She’s touching her swollen lips with one hand and wincing as her fingers caress bruises that litter her neck and chest. The sudden and undeniable deja vu that washes over you is an obvious sign that this has happened to you before and it’s about to happen again…Large palms sticky with sweat grope at your skin as they slip beneath your clothing, the humid air making your assailant’s hot breath leave condensation on your skin.

The you in the mirror finally takes notice of the you that’s outside of it, her swollen lips twitching in lieu of a frown, eyes narrowed as they continue observing you.

This is your fault.

You did this to us.

How could you possibly love that monster?

Your own voice was scathing as it echoed around inside your head.

“I…didn’t…I don’t understand!” You shout, slamming your eye lids shut, effectively startling the bastard assaulting you.

“What are you-“

It’s your fault.

You can’t play ignorant forever.

Remember….remember…REMEMBER!

“Shut up! Just shut up!”

You feel your flailing fist strike something and then a hand clamps down around your throat. It’s grip tightening enough to keep you from drawing in a breath.

Look what you let him do to me…

You don’t think it can happen again? You-

The other you finally goes silent and you chance a look at the mirror; The menacing aura had vanished, now the other you was shrinking back almost fearfully.

He’s coming.

The lack of oxygen had begun getting to you, your shoulders started to sag as you fight to remain concious.

“The fuck was that all about? She must be some sort of head case” the guy leaning against the door says as your eyes close.

“All the best looking ones are man” his friend replies, smirking over his shoulder as he lowers your unconscious form to the ground.

The smile he’d intended on giving in return, turned into a frown “Shit, she got you pretty good bro, you’re bleeding”. Your assailant finally takes note of the stinging slice beneath his eye, and then the glittering ring on your finger,

“It’s only cause of this rock on her Fuckin hand”. The whistle from his friend behind him only makes more fury burn hot in his chest, “I think this one is worth more than a quick fuck here on this dirty floor, I’m taking her back with me…Gonna make her properly apologize for this”.

“We can at least get a sneak peak first right?”

“Of course”

Your shirt starts to rise up your sternum and as soon as it’s up over your chest both men drooling over your breasts, eager to see the rest of you. They don’t get to, because a split second later the door gets kicked open so hard it sent the bastard leaning against it flying across the room.

“Who the fuck-“

The man touching you didn’t get to finish that sentence as one sparking hand yanked him up on his knees, before a crackling fist smashes into his face. This process repeats over and over again, the other man is quaking in terror across the room as he watched his best friend’s face become unrecognizable at the hands of the enraged ash blonde demon. Surely that’s what this creature is, a demon; There is no way a normal human was capable of inflicting this type of unrestrained violence upon his fellow man, especially being unprovoked.

Once bones began cracking, the terrified man turned towards the nearest toilet and vomited. Spluttering and sobbing once he heard footsteps approaching him, the sparking hand was reaching out to snatch him up, when suddenly it stopped.

Soft whimpers could be heard from the opposite side of the bathroom, his friend had been rendered silent long ago so it certainly wasn’t him…

The blonde devil’s head snaps sideways instantly, taking in the shivering female on the floor before turning back to look down his nose at the man cowering under his crimson glare. His voice was more raspy than usual from over exertion; “Get the fuck up, take your buddy and drive somewhere far away from here, because if I see you again I promise you’ll look worse than him”.

Once the two goons were gone, Katsuki made it a point to viciously scrub his hands clean of any blood that remained beneath his nails.

Using a couple paper towels to grip the handle he pushed the door open, leaving everything as is and carrying you out with him. Carefully placing you in the passenger seat of his brand new sports car and buckling you in, ensuring your seat was leaned back before texting the group chat from your phone;

I started to feel a bit nauseous, Suki and I are gonna head home.

Have fun, but not too much fun ~🫶🏼

Perfectly believable.

The smooth purr of the engine isn’t nearly loud enough to drowned out the horrible self-deprecation continuously on loop inside the confines of his skull. His hand that wasn’t required to steer found it’s way to your thigh, giving a gentle squeeze before coming to rest atop your knee. Katsuki had never lost complete control of himself like that before…and the release of such pent up rage that accompanied it was borderline orgasmic. Walking through the foliage and seeing one of the two restroom doors closed he instantly knew something bad was happening behind it. Busting inside and spotting some unknown man leaning over your unconscious body, touching you was too much for him to bare. Your body is solely for Katsuki’s eyes, your soft skin was only for him to feel, and there was some cretin sullying the perfection that belongs to him…That bastard deserved what he got, and he would never be able to live a life without some sort of physical complications thanks to the beating Katsuki had given him..

Well, if the piece of shit lives that is…The smile that thought brought to his face in the form of a twitch of his lips was quick to vanish.

First, you almost let her die at the hands of some bottom ranked villain and now you almost allowed her to be sexually assaulted by some trashy frat boys! What kind of pathetic excuse for a man are you?

A voice that sounds suspiciously like that of his mother, begins to chastise him inside his head.

Katsuki grits his teeth in frustration, he was far too old to be doubting his abilities, wether it be as a hero or lover. He already knew it wasn’t possible for him to watch over you 24/7, so you were just going to have to be kept on a shorter leash from now on. You had demonstrated too many times that you weren’t capable of protecting yourself or making your own decisions correctly, so it was his job as your soon to be husband, to look after you. Rather than head back towards the dorms, Katsuki steers the car off the highway off-ramp that leads towards the heart of the city. The two of you need to be alone after such a trauma inducing incident, and what better place for that to be than your new apartment.

The morning his parents announced that they would accompany the two of you check out apartments put a damper on Katsuki’s mood. “You’re that eager to get rid of us already?” You’d asked once the four of you had all gotten in the car. His mother immediately hit the break a little harder than necessary at the stop sign, turning towards the back seat to address you before taking off again, “Of course not! That’s not-“.

“I was just kidding, it was a joke” you are quick to reply with a nervous laugh. Katsuki snorted at that, unable to resist taking a jab at Mitsuki, “How did you not pick up on that?”.

“Shut up Katsuki!”

It wasn’t until the end of the day that you guys found somewhere that both blonde’s deemed suitable. You and Masaru stood off to the side while the poor owner of the building was being grilled by the equally surly and demanding duo.

“So we agree, this is the one?” Mitsuki asks, looking from Katsuki to you, “Yep” he replied verbally while you simply smile and nod.

That’s when it was revealed that the two adults would take care of your down payment and first 6 months rent, “It’s an engagement present”. You instantly started to tear up, non stop thanks pouring from your mouth from that point until bed time that night. The place was furnished, in a safe area of the city, top notch security and surveillance, and the list goes on of all the reasons the place was perfect.

🏬

The cross arm blocking the underground parking garage lifts and once parked perfectly in one of the three spaces allotted to their apartment he cuts the engine. You had started to stir as he was parking, but still you wake with an immediate start.

“Hey it’s okay, you’re safe princess”

You visibly relax as you turn towards Katsuki, but instantly dissolve into tears. Strong arms hold you in a protective embrace as sobs rack your body, you try to speak but your words are slurred and muffled.

“I made it in time, they didn’t even get to touch you” Katsuki reassures you as many times as he has to. By the time he’s lifting you into his arms and carrying you into the elevator his shirt is soaked with your tears. It’s a quick ride to the top floor, you take the keys and unlock the door and he dutifully carry’s you over the threshold, kicking the door shut. The California king sized mattress feels like heaven as your back touches down on it, but you are still trapped inside your mind, burning from the inside out in your internal hell.

“It’s happened to me before”

Your words cause him to freeze, a bead of sweat drips from his temple, splashing down silently onto the floor.

“Katsuki stop, please just leave, I won’t even tell anyone about this okay? I don’t want you to get in trouble-“

“You still care about me, I knew you never stopped…”

Why were you shaking your head no? It couldn’t be more obvious that you were still in love with him, just as he was with you.

“Why are you denying it?!”

He’s raising his voice again and it seems to make him even angrier to watch you back away.

You keep putting distance between us.

“I dont remeber it though…probably for a good reason…Does that make me damaged goods?” You ask this with a fresh wave of tears spilling from your eyes. “No! Of course not” Katsuki has gotten better at comforting, so long as it’s you and not anyone else. He’s quick to join you on the bed as you reach out to him, happily accepting you into his too tight embrace.

“I feel like it sometimes though…and that’s why I was never good enough for my parents, my mom always used to tell me I-“ you’re surprised when Katsuki’s angry voice interrupts you.

“Fuck them! You’re perfect! Absolutely incredible, the most amazing person I’ve ever met! Hell, my mom adores you and she hates everyone” the watery eyed smile you give him upon hearing the last of his rant makes him return it with one of his own, “We have each other and that’s all that matters to me, I just need you, who cares about anyone else…”.

You know he means it.

“Why me? I don’t understand…You could have anyone in the world but you settle for me” you mumble as he pulls you down with him against the pillows. You feel large calloused fingers grip your jaw, forcing you to look at him. Katsuki looks offended and mildly angry, you gulp as his eyes narrow, “Settled for you? The fucks that supposed to mean hah? I’m the best there is, I don’t need to settle for shit!” He snarls, fingers gripping your face harshly now.

“Suki-“

“If I’m the best there is than what does that make you? I chose you because you were the only one worthy of my time, that proved you are worth loving, and even though you gave me a hard fucking time I chased after you and got you in the end, because I win at life and you are my prize for that win…understand me?” His rough voice is as smooth as velvet, a serious shift from what it had been only minutes earlier.

“Yes, I understand” you reply shakily, through trembling lips.

You didn’t, not at all.

“Good girl, now don’t ever ask me such a stupid fucking question again”.

Despite the traumatic experience that only happened hours ago, it wasn’t that which kept you awake as you lay beside Katsuki. As wonderful as it felt to be so loved by him, at the same time it felt…dangerous. Sure he was possessive, and the night he proposed to you as the two of you were tangled together in bed he had no problem admitting his obsession with you. The look in his eyes was only terror inducing for a few seconds, and then your vision whited out as he expertly made you fall apart on his cock.

You began to feel guilty;

Here I am sharing this big bed in this beautiful apartment being held by someone that loves me so much and I’m thinking badly of him…

Your mother always said you were far too self-destructive, hell bent on condemning yourself to suffer for some unknown reason.

“Katsuki”

Your voice is quiet incase he was asleep.

“Hm?”

Hearing his gruff reply is enough encouragement for you to roll your body over and atop of his.

“I need you”

A simple, but loaded statement.

His eyes snap open, “Whatsamatter?” he rasps, making you smile, he must of just barely fallen asleep and you woke him right back up.

“I just was thinking about how lucky I am to have you…and how much I love you” you explained, placing a chaste kiss on his lips and running your hands over his muscular pecs “I’m sorry I woke you up, I’ll let you go back to-“.

“Oh no I’m wide awake now princess” Katsuki growls, grabbing two handfuls of your ass and rocking your pelvis against the growing buldge in his boxers.

“You’re such a good girl, always so grateful for everything…Even your sweet little pussy is weeping with gratitude, hah baby?”.

The vulgarity and implication of the statement have you uttering the smallest moan, as your now discarded clothes get tossed off the bed. Sex after an almost assault is undoubtedly not the best idea but…You sure don’t want to talk about it, and Katsuki isn’t one for words either. You both are damaged individuals; It’s a lot easier to just have sex than it is to engage in a heart felt conversation, that may or may not end in tears, or a few broken down walls…

This feels so much better though.

“No more thinking princess, gonna get rid of all those bad thoughts that don’t belong inside such a pretty little head”

You give him a shy smile and nod, already knowing that Katsuki will take care of you, he always does.

“Don’t wanna think…just want you Suki…need you” your voice is breathy and the last two words come out in more of a whine as the blunt head of his cock glides up your slit. “You have me…my needy little cry baby, and I have you, I’m certainly not giving you up, so we’re stuck together…forever” a calloused thumb brushes over the knuckles of your left hand, and the glint of the ring adorning your finger has you both glancing at it.

Forever is such a serious word, hearing him say it so easily is daunting in itself. How is he able to be so entirely sure of the future? What if things don’t end up working out? What if-

“Thought I told you to stop thinking baby? Gonna make me punish you the very first night we spend in our new place?”

“No! Course not…m’sorry my love it won’t happen again…I promise”

You extend a pinky finger to him as if the gesture was worth more than play ground proof of commitment.

“Geez y/n, You are such a little kid sometimes” the sides of his mouth twitching upward and ruining the scowl he wears after saying this, “S’okay though cause you have me to look after ya, and you’re just too damn cute to resist, someone else might try to prey on the innocent little princess”.

You huff at his condescending words, even though he speaks with such a doting timbre to his gruff voice. If it were physically possible to have hearts in one’s eyes; Katsuki most certainly would as he teases your pouty lips with a finger. His crimson eyes have darkened in the low light of the bedroom, black pupils expanding from the intense rush of lust and adoration his obsession fuels him with every time you lay bare beneath him.

It has to be sometime past the wee hours of the morning by now, but you were too far gone, nothing mattered anymore.

Well with exception for the one looking down at you, as he swivels his hips before pressing the head of his cock against your cervix. “You look so fucking beautiful like this, who’s my good girl, hah?” Katsuki asks as he ceases moving, enjoying the sensation of you cockwarming him. You feel a soft tap on your cheek and immediately lean into the warm touch “m’yer good girl”.

You peek up at him through fluttering lashes, then press a kiss to the palm he’s cupping your cheek with, “M’gonna be yer good wife too”. Oh yeah, you didn’t know your ass from your elbow right now, Katsuki had successfully emptied your mind of anything other than himself and his dick.

“Damn straight”

You whine loudly as he presses a thumb against your clit, slowly resuming the gyrations of his hips.

A loud groan of his own joins your’s in the darkness of the bedroom, “Clenchin’ down on me real hard angel, gonna cum on my cock again? How many times has it been now?”.

“Please lemme hold you this time Suki” you whine, making grabby hands towards him. Bakugou gives in, letting your leg fall off his shoulder and back on the bed. Using his forearms to hold his body above your’s isn’t good enough, you pout so adorably before wrapping your legs around his waist and forcing him down on top of you. You let out a content sigh at the comfort having his weight on you seems to bring. Ensuring to thwart any chance of escape, tighten your grip on him in every way you can, the breathy “Fuck” he lets out has your cunt pulsing around him.

His hips stutter briefly as he transitions into moving them in an over exaggerated arch before sinking back into you. Easily finding a rythm that suits both of you at the purposefully slower pace, he’s hitting all the right spots, making your eyes roll back, and toes curl tightly against the silk sheets.

With you obviously so fucked out, Katsuki felt comfortable enough to get some things off his chest.

You definitely won’t remember any of it tomorrow.

“You know you can’t be without me anymore, right baby? Seems like you’re accepting that fact now…l’ll do better at keeping you safe I swear it”

You’re a piece of shit son and a sorry excuse for a husband to-be Katsuki! You don’t deserve her, you’re so weak you couldn’t protect her even if you tried!

Determined not to let his own insecurities ruin this moment he kisses you again, giving himself time to silence the toxic thoughts before focusing on you once more.

“You’re the only person that matters to me y/n, We’re going to have the best life together; I’m going to spoil you, treat you like you deserve, can’t wait to come home to my cute little house wife every night, waiting for me at the door in a skimpy outfit and letting me bend you over the kitchen counter” he groans at the mental image, balls tightening as he ruts into you harder.

“Gods you’re Fuckin’ perfect, I can’t wait until I see you waddle around our place pregnant with my kids, you want that too don’t you? Want me to breed this perfect little princess cunt, blow load after load into you until it sticks…I know you’ll like that, you always have, since our very first time together”

“Shit! I um..I don’t have a…I don’t have protection, I bet shitty hair or dunce face has some! I’ll uh, go back downstairs and-“

“Do we really have to use one?” You sound so disappointed, but when your eyes meet his a hopeful spark dances through your e/c irises, “I mean, you know I’m on birth control, you insisted on escorting me to my last appointment”.

Of course he remembered watching you get a needle jammed above your ass cheek!

“So you know I’m not trying to trap you or anything like that…. I just..You’re really important to me Katsuki, and I for once in my life just want to feel everything, I don’t want anything to get in the way of what we’re about to do…so no barriers, physical or emotional, can you let me have that?”

“You can have whatever the fuck you want as long as you’re getting it from me”

The memories from that night would always be so vivid In Katsuki’s mind, did you remember it like he does? Every sound, smell, and insignificant detail is ingrained on the inside of his brain, never to be forgotten.

“-Can’t take anymore, s’too much”

He’d gotten so caught up in that memory, the young man had only caught the last of what you’d said.

“Whatsamatter princess? What is my crybaby whining about this time? “.

“I don’t want to cum again s’too much Suki, please just fill me up already, wanna feel it inside-“

“Oho you should no better, I can’t get off unless you do first princess, now be a good little slut and cream on this cock again”.

You know better than to make him have to ask you twice.

🎊🏅

“I can’t believe we finally graduated! We’re all full fledged heroes now, isn’t it awesome?!”

Kirishima exclaims, the rest of the bakusquad agreeing with him.

Katsuki’s across the arena talking with All might and Aizawa while Masaru prepares his camera and Mitsuki wears her biggest proud mother grin. In an uncharacteristic gesture, you motion for your little friend group to move closer and initiate a group hug.

“I just want to let you guys know that I’m going to miss seeing each of you every day…Katsuki may not admit it, but I don’t have a problem with saying…I think of all of you guys as family, not just friends” you glance up to see the suprised faces of Mina, Jiro, Denki, and Serro. Kirishima gives you an extra tight squeeze; “I couldnt agree more y/n!”.

“Stop talking like we aren’t going to see each other ever again silly girl”

“Aw y/n I wasn’t expecting that from you, I don’t want my make up to run now dammit”

“I thought we were invited to come see your guys new place on Saturday? Don’t tell me Kaachan changed his mind! Jiro and I already got a housewarming gift for you guys”

“You idiot! You weren’t supposed to tell her-“

“I think you guys have all forgotten something kind of important..” the red head says with a nervous laugh. The other’s stare for at him with utter confusion on their faces, only to all realize and exclaim “THE WEDDING!” at the same time.

You’re quick to cover your face in embarrassment, because despite the fact that a graduation ceremony has just commenced and so many people are gathered around, your friends just have to draw every eye toward your circle.

“When is it anyway? Have you guys even set a date yet?”

“Where is it going to be? Oooh will it be one of those destination weddings on some remote island?”

“What flavor is the cake?”

“Have you decided who’s going to be in your bridal party?”

You’re getting hounded with questions you don’t have the answers to just yet, and of course Katsuki was taking his sweet time getting over to you. So you take a deep breath and answer them; “Honestly, I’ve been wanting to try and postpone it for at least a year…I don’t want to have to plan a wedding on top of all the other important decisions that come along with being an adult…”.

“I haven’t mentioned this to Suki just yet though…” you add sheepishly, glancing over your shoulder to make sure he wasn’t sneaking up on you.

“I’m sure he’ll understand” Kirishima attempts to reassure you by placing a hand on your shoulder.

Only for Kaminari and Serro to interject and ruin it;

“Or he’s going to flip out and think your trying to leave him”

“Or he might blow a hole in the roof of your new place thinking you found someone else”.

A strange feeling has plagued you since the start of the ceremony, as if you’re being watched. A lot of people are here, it could just be the feeling of eyes on you as they scan the crowd in search of their loved ones. So once again you ignore it, smiling at the two boys getting reprimanded by Jiro, Mina, and Kirishima. Then you hear your name called, the familiar voice is quiet from hesitation and sudden apprehension of whom it belongs.

You quickly spin to see your brother standing a few feet away, and your wide smile has his nervousness evaporating instantly.

“I’ll be back” you call to your arguing friends, quickly hurrying over to your younger sibling.

“B/N! I can’t believe you’re here, I wouldn’t have ever expected to see you!” You exclaim happily.

Despite the shitty excuse for parents you had, the two of you still have a close relationship as siblings. “Y/n! It’s been way too long since I’ve seen you big sis…I was able to get one of my friend’s sisters to give me their extra ticket to the ceremony, I just wanted to be able to see you and talk to you” he replies, letting you give him a tight hug. “Let’s get away from all this madness and talk a bit, yeah?” The two of you exit the atrium of the auditorium and head outside.

Frustrated that his parents had weaseled their way into his conversation with All might and Aizawa, Katsuki’s began scanning the crowd in attempts to locate you. His eyes narrow as they land on the group of idiots you’d been with before but you where nowhere to be seen. A flash of panic immediatly turns into anger as he gives the sea of people occupying the atrium another scan. A familiar head of hair catches his eye and he zeroed in on your figure; A guy is holding the door open for you and follows after you as the two of you exit the building.

Who the fuck is that?

Why the fuck did you just take off with some random guy?

Better yet, why were you anywhere other than by his side?

Without a fourth thought, the angry blonde is on his way towards the same door you just left out of.

A harsh grip on the back of his shirt stops and hauls him backwards, “Katsuki, stand in between your professors so we can get a picture” orders his mother.

Rather than make a scene shouting at the woman, he obeys her order.

Getting in place between the older men, he manages a partial smile as his father snaps a few photos.

“-I tried to get them to postpone the trip until you were able to come along, said you had things that you needed to do as prep for your final year, but apparently they lied to me…” B/N says sadly, shuffling his feet.

“I never blamed you, I’ve never had any bad feelings towards you, I’ve been good! you don’t need to worry about me…I well, I’m not sure where to start but um…I’m going to be getting married soon, and my fiancé’s parents were the ones that had taken me in while you guys were away, they’re wonderful people! All three of them have done so much for me” you explained, happy to be sharing this information with your brother.

“W-What?! You’re getting married?! To who? When?! I didn’t even know you were seeing anyone! Last I heard you had that one boy that was stalking and harassing you, speaking of which…Has he left you alone? Hopefully this new guy beat some sense into that creep” he chuckles at the thought and you momentarily freeze up.

“Please just leave me alone, we’re over, I can’t handle you acting like this”

“Y/N!”

The shout snaps you out of the hazy memory that had seemingly resurfaced.

“I take it you know this guy that’s walking over here? He’s uh..well he’s looking at me like he wants me dead..” your brother mumbles taking a cautious step backwards.

Before you can explain, a very pissed off Katsuki is beside you.

Thinking it best to be the first to speak, you quickly wrap your arms around the angry blonde, kissing his cheek before introducing him “Y/bn this is Katsuki Bakugou my fiancé, and Katsuki this is y/bn my younger brother…He came all this way just to see me on such a special day” you can feel your lover’s anger slightly dissipate as you complete the introduction.

The two men shake hands, each of them nodding at one another.

“Y/n just told me that it was you and your parents that took her in last summer, thank you for looking after my sister, she’s suffered so much at the hands of our parents, I’m happy that she’s found someone to cherish her like she should have been all this time…Thank you for saving her, my words alone can’t possibly convey my appreciation for the generosity of you and your family” y/bn bows to Bakugou and it definitely catches him off guard.

“You uh…you don’t need to do all that…” Katsuki stutters, a blush tinting his cheeks and he clears his throat before continuing “Y/n is my girl, I’d have brought her home with me sooner if I knew how shitty your parents were being to her…you don’t need to worry I’d never let anything happen to her”.

Now with Katsuki present, the joyous sibling reunion seemed to have come to an end. “Let me give you my new number so you can get ahold of me” you suggest, holding your hand out towards your brother.

“Yeah, that way you don’t have an excuse to not invite me to your wedding! Ah congratulations by the way” he laughs awkwardly as he hands over his phone. Your busy updating your contact information, so you don’t see the flash of anger that crosses Katsuki’s face but your brother certainly does.

Why would he be upset about her giving me her phone number?

Y/bn doesn’t have time to contemplate this as you quickly hand the device back to him.

Before either of you can say anything else, Mitsuki’s loud voice calls out to you;

“Katsuki! Y/n! Come on we’re going to be late for our dinner reservation, the rest of the family is already there!”.

You give your brother an apologetic look and he’s quick to wave you off, “Don’t worry about it, we’ll catch up some other time…Go have fun, this is a big accomplishment for you”.

Katsuki gives him a nod, which your brother returns and before your lover can drag you away, you immediately give your brother another big hug. The two of you sway side to side and share a laugh as you would have when you were children. When you pull away your eyes are shining with tears.

“Sis…Please don’t cry” your brother mumbles sadly. “M’not Gonna cry, It’s just really good to see you again..missed you a lot” you say between sniffles.

“We can meet up as soon as you have some free time, alright? We’ll do something fun! Like old times”

He gives you the boyish smile he always used to before going in for another hug.

Katsuki fought really hard with himself to keep the expression on his face calm because inside he was LIVID. This asshole just shows up after being absent from your life this entire time, and you fall all over yourself. He may be your brother but Katsuki is your devoted lover who’s been here for you the entire time your family hasn’t. No, you weren’t going to be seeing him to “catch up”, you don’t need a link to your parents around. You’ll just end up going back to them, and that can’t happen. When you finally turn to walk away from your brother, Katsuki grips your hand tighter than usual as he practically drags you over to where his parents stood waiting. “Was that your brother y/n?” Masaru asks, you’d told him plenty about your younger sibling during the evenings spent talking out on the back patio with him. You happily nod before explaining how the younger boy had come to see you.

Katsuki keeps the chip on his shoulder for the rest of the night out with his family. It wasn’t until the two of you enter your apartment together that he finally loses the grimace on his face.

“So….Is this the official start of our new life together?” you giggle, the excitement of today has yet to dwindle down just yet, and your giddy mood has you throwing your arms around your lover’s neck.

“Nah that happened when I made you mine, Jump” Katsuki grumbles as you hop up and wrap your legs around him. Without missing a beat he begins carrying you through the apartment.

“Well why don’t we re-create that time then?” You suggested once reaching your bedroom.

“Nah” Katsuki says before tossing you onto the plush mattress.

“But why-“

You don’t finish your question, because suddenly he’s looming over you, looking oh so menacing but incredibly sexy.

“Why complicate things? We’ll bring today’s celebration to an end by me Fucking you so good all you’ll be able to say is my name”.

The feeling of his hands slipping beneath your dress and indiscriminately squeezing your flesh makes you whimper.

He’s taking his time to get you flustered, massaging the inside of your thighs, dragging his calloused fingers across your hips.

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my days with you…just the two of us from now on…love you so Fuckin’ much princess, M’gonna be so good to you baby, worship you like the goddess you are” Katsuki knows he’s rambling, but it was just so hard not to with how irresistible you looked beneath him.

The level of devotion Katsuki has for you will always be nothing short of confounding. How could someone as incredible as him be so in love with one as damaged as you?

“I want to cherish you for the rest of my life, like a most prized possession”

For the first time in your life,

You’d truly been able to fool yourself

into believing that Happiness

Was not only attainable

But also finally within your grasp

Fin

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