#Happy birthday Bakugou

[heartofjasmina]

Fashion designer Bakugou who sees you at his favorite cafe one morning. Your clothes are comfortable and colorful, but they obscure the beauty of your body he tells himself. So he marches over to you, wearing all black and a skull tshirt with heavy combat boots. It doesn't help that he's also drop dead gorgeous, so when he hovers over you and breathes out. "Let me undress you." Your brain short circuits. "I can dress you much better, let me." He doesn't so much ask as he commands, so you find yourself nodding along, unsure why he's interested in you in the first place.

When you get back to his studio he's measuring your figure, his large hot hands skimming over your breasts, your hips, your waist. The more he discovers, your waist would fit perfectly in his hands, and your tits are begging him to taste, the more he struggles to keep professional. He just wanted to have you as a model, he swears to himself. But when he's measuring your ass, he starts to lose it.

"Who the fuck let you out of the house in those grandma clothes when your body is this fucking amazing?"

The words slip out of him in a huff, and you blush bright red. "I-I don't wear grandma clothes." You try to defend yourself, but looking around his studio at the slinky tight fit dresses with corsets and plunging necklines, you realize that yeah- maybe you do wear grandma clothes.

"Just wait until I design something for you, you're going to look even more beautiful. Especially as my date." He's never been nervous asking someone out before, but damnit your curves and sweet, shy personality were a combination he was loathe to let go.

"Your date?" You felt like you were struggling to breathe. The super hot designer wanted to go on a date with you? You knew you were bigger, its not like you're oblivious. But never once did he make you feel lesser for being fat, he just seemed upset that you tried to hide yourself.

"If you'll have me." His voice was suddenly softer, his red eyes gentle as he looks up at you from where he's on his knees, the measuring bunched in his fist.

"Yes." You breathe out, knowing this chance encounter would change your life.

[gojoacedia]

I’m going feral imagining Katsuki Bakugou massaging all of your muscle knots out after training. You were lying on his chest, just resting after getting out of the shower when his hands started to travel down your back. You relax into his touch until he grabs a handful of your ass. You smile a little at him, knowing he loves your ass more than anything in the world. Suddenly he presses two fingers into the skin of your ass, massaging out a knot he found. The second he does you yelp and flail at the pain, there were a lot of knots in your muscles from training and you had never massaged any of them out.

“Hold still, it’ll feel better when I’m done,” Katsuki ordered.

“I don’t know if it’s worth it,” you told him, grabbing onto his shoulders so you could squeeze them when he got to a particularly sensitive area.

You hated to admit it, but he was right. It was so worth it. You stood up after your little massage session and your whole ass felt brand new.

[chateaaa]

☆ kismet - K. Bakugo

synopsis: Katsuki Bakugo as your Boyfriend!

pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x gn!reader

warnings: just fluff!

• Katsuki Bakugo would be the type who would show his love through his actions

• would be the type to have the love language of acts of service

• Katsuki would be the type to buy small trinkets that looks just like you and secretly place it inside your doem

• He looks mean on the outside, but on the inside he's very vulnerable and shows this side to you

• would literally worship you

• would listen to all your yaps and random stories, he would look annoyed but he is listening attentively

• would be so jealous when you talk to a boy, especially midoriya (poor izuku)

• everytime you both go to a date, he always pays

• would always carry you bridal style

Happy Birthday Katsuki!!! (made this cuz today is his birthday loll)

[suiigetsuu]

was it worth it?

[the-stove-is-on-fire]

Have I never posted birthday weed Bakugou here before???? Happy birthday blasty bastard ❤

[vidmochka]

「Share the beauty of this spring night with me」

Happy birthday, Bakugou!

[bakugoushotwife]

happy birthday bakugou!! // k. bakugou x fem! reader (selfship tbh)

warnings: very self indulgent, pregnancy, reader is a woman and mother already, bakufamily hehe <3

the tug on the covers is what wakes him. he’s always been a light sleeper, trained for years to detect any threat, even when he’s supposed to be at rest. maybe he’s a little less concerned about the random noises he hears around his house nowadays; primed from years of marriage to the clumsiest woman alive–and fatherhood to the clumsiest children. another tug. though he had hoped to sleep in today of all days. he took a personal day from the agency just to relax, cuddle up to his wife, maybe have a late brunch with the kids. the perfect day of rest for a busy man like him. 

he peeps an eye open to see if you’re laying in your spot. tch, hag. he rolls his closed eyes and decides to turn over; he could probably go back to sleep. another tug. 

“daddy!” bakugou’s little daughter huffs, patience clearly run out by that inherited scowl tugging on her features. complete with a stomp and all, natsuki pulls again. he loves his kids, cherishes being a father, but please. he just wants a minute longer. is that so much to ask on his birthday?

“nats, go get yer ma or come lay down.” he grumbles in the groggy morning voice you love to hear so much. your mini me happily obliges, giggling as she scales her way up onto the bed. she’s only five, and is absolutely her father’s biggest fan. he’s especially soft for his first born, and his precious little princess–hearing her laughter sheds the grump right off of him, heart melting a little as she sneaks under a heavy arm to lay next to him. “where is yer ma anyway?” he pouts, making her poke at the deep frown. 

“shhh, can’ tell you!! i distract.” she nods. oh how she possesses your grace. that makes him snort, and he already knows you have to be scheming something for today’s ‘holiday’, as you would call it. and his son is being held captive to be an accomplice to such a crime. you know he doesn’t want to make a big deal out of it. he hates that kind of attention and would much rather spend his time cuddling with his wife all day than sitting at some restaurant accepting gifts from his friends. he nearly has everything a man could ever ask for, a beautiful wife, healthy and gorgeous children–though he could tack on a few more there–the perfect home, a great and satisfying career…the list goes on. it took years to get to this place of peace. so, he really doesn’t want anything for his birthday this year. other than your ass back in bed of course. 

“oh yeah? she told ya to do that?” he blinks sleepy eyes open, meeting ones of a matching hue staring up at him. she nods. “what’s yer brother doin’?” he knows it’s a trap, but hey. you shoulda sent the kid that can’t make complete sentences yet. 

“helpin’ mama make ‘cakes n bacon!” she reveals proudly, eyes growing wide when she realizes she’s betrayed her mission. she claps a hand over her mouth and huffs at him. “mama tryin’ to be nice.” 

“ain’t she? let’s go help her.” he chuckles a little bit, sliding out of bed with her on his hip. his sweatpants hang low, but he won’t take the time to change right now. his hair is tousled from sleep, but as always he’s effortlessly and ruggedly handsome in a way that will never cease to make you weak in the knees. natsuki holds onto her father’s shoulder as he softly pads down the stairs, ready to foil your surprise. he holds his finger over his lips, nodding at his little girl. she mirrors the action, swearing to be silent. he peeks around the corner, this sight bringing a gentle smile to his face. maturing and loving and having a family had simmered him down a bit, but he never lost his spark. he always knows how to balance it though, and as badly as he wants to jump around the wall and catch you—laugh that you thought you could be so sneaky; he doesn’t. you’re holding your two year old son in a similar way to his carry on natsuki, dancing around the kitchen to keep him from fussing while you plate up his favorite strawberry banana pancakes, a signature you introduced him to. you dollop out whipped cream that katsuo promptly puts his hands into, making you laugh softly and shake your head. you stick some candles into the pancakes and that’s when it really gets him. 

so much care and laborious love poured into this, he can’t rob you of such a simple gift to him. natsuki pats his shoulder, pointing to the living room as you fix up the smudged whipped cream and fix your children’s plates. he sees that you’ve turned it into a massive pillow fortress, blankets and string lights and the tv tucked under it all so you could lounge about all day. the family cat perched comfortably on one of the fluffiest blankets, and blame fatherhood, he feels the sting of emotion behind his eyes. it’s perfect. it’s a gift he wouldn’t have even picked for himself–it nearly makes him laugh. you would find a way to go and do something for him anyway–even when he swears he just wants to lay around the house all day. he says that and you go and give him domestic bliss. 

you walk around the corner with his plate in hand, katsuo in the other, prepared to creep upstairs and wake your sleeping husband up for breakfast in bed. then you’d rouse him to come downstairs to the massive movie theater pillow fort you built. but meh—it seems your plans were mere…outlines. your smile droops, but then replaces itself upon noticing just how shocked and happy katsuki really was. he loathes surprises, and no—you would not drag the man out for birthday dinners or even a private date for you two. he’d much rather cook for you and the kids anyway. you know that. you know him better than you know yourself. but you would be damned if a year went by where you didn’t celebrate him. and yeah–you shoulda sent the kid that can’t make complete sentences yet. 

“this is real nice, princess.” he hums, turning to face you and letting you glimpse at your regretful daughter. 

“sorry mama..” she pouts, making you chuckle softly. there wasn’t much of a chance to get away with this anyway–it’s not her fault. 

“aw, it’s okay baby. now we can just sing happy birthday to daddy in the fort!” you grin, nodding at him to get comfortable inside. he smiles warmly, because that’s all he feels. complete and utter warmth from head to toe. he leans forward and kisses your forehead, taking katsuo out of your arms and taking the kids to nestle comfortably in the pillow seating arrangements you crafted. it is an incredible arrangement by the way. he’s sure it took you hours. he feels that signature tightness in his chest–the overwhelming love he has for you is sometimes a physical phenomenon. katsuo crawls over the pillows to tuck himself into a fluffy corner close to his sister, clapping his hands together in anticipation of the pancakes he saw his mom whipping up earlier. you duck under the entrance sheet and grin brightly—an expression he knows and loves. you’re proud of yourself, and you should be. you drop to your knees, hitting the fluffy couch cushions and fluffy down blankets. you scoot forward on them and then sit back, displaying your beautiful pancake creations. 

you nod to the kids who join you in a beautiful–albeit choppy–rendition of the happy birthday tune, and he beams all the while. his heart may genuinely burst from his chest though.  the greatest gift he ever got was truly his wife–and you’ve given him two more. he leans up to blow out the candles, leaning up yet again to steal a kiss from you before he takes the plate from you entirely. “thank ya, lil squirt. and m’littler squirts.” he ruffles natsuki’s hair, getting into the breakfast as you double back for everything else. the love in his eyes, the intensity that he always carries—it’s a gift in itself to you. you’re gonna watch shitty tv all day with your kids, being lazy and awful as you snack around all day. you call it a taurus’ paradise. of course you sneak your final gift in too, snagging it from the counter. 

he holds his arm out for you, chewing animatedly and nodding to show you his excitement. you lean into his hold and nestle close, putting a show on for your kids. they have limited tv time please don’t even start. “happy birthday, my love.” you hum again, kissing his cheek. 

“you spoil me, gorgeous.” he smiles at you, all soft and tender to give you butterflies. he tucks his hand into the dip of your waist and starts feeding you your food like it’s your birthday. he does that a lot. you think he gets nearly uncomfortable at being spoiled–or at least wants to include you in the feeling he has. it’s adorable either way. 

“you deserve it. you work so hard, you’re such a good dad and husband for me…i want to give you everything.” you chuckle softly, laying your head on his shoulder, hugging around his bicep. 

“woman, look at those kids an’ yerself an’ say that again.” he says, the pinnacle of affection despite his way of speaking. “ya gave me everythin’.” 

“nuh uhhh,” you giggle, digging in your pocket. “not everything. got something else for ya.” you place it in his hands—the only other thing he’d ever want: a positive pregnancy test. “one step closer to—what did you call it? bakugou total world domination?”

he sets his plate to the side and pulls you into his lap, clutching you close, chuckling a bit. “yer kiddin’! he nuzzles his face into your neck and sighs happily. “i love you.” he hums softly, shaking his head, “this gotta be the best birthday ever..” he adds, and he means it wholeheartedly. gone were the days of war and daily sacrifice. every once and a while a villain will get on his nerves for a few days—but he always comes home to his (growing) family. he didn’t even have nightmares anymore, blissfully coasting in a stream of peace he never imagined he’d know. the idea of having a lifetime like this was almost too good to be true if he hadn’t known he’d do anything to protect it.

“but don’t think we won’t celebrate on our own later~” you purr in his ear. sheesh, you keep proving this day gets better and better.

[whiskeyteethart]

Late birthday gift for the birthday boy 💥💥💥

[katsukichu]

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 - 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐱 𝐠𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Not the fic I wanted to upload for Katsuki's birthday but something I quickly threw together

The city lights danced beneath the night sky as Dynamight soared through the air, his eyes grew tired while his heart weighed heavy realising he's late and was not able to celebrate with you. It was his birthday, but hero duty called louder than celebration. Patrols stretched late into the night and he had to fulfil his duty of ensuring the safety of the city.

00:33 21 April 2024

The clock ticked past midnight, as he returned home. Exhaustion weighed heavy on his shoulders, but a flicker of anticipation burned within him. Pushing open the door, he stepped into the warmth of your shared apartment.The sight that greeted him brought a soft smile to his lips, despite the weariness. Birthday decorations adorned the living room along with an assortment of his favourite baked goods.

A note on the table that read :

Hi honey Happy Birthday again, I know you hate parties but I wanted to have something cute since this is the first birthday we're celebrating in our new home! I got some treats for us from that bakery you like and I made some of your favourite foods and treats in the fridge <3 y/n

Katsuki has the biggest smile as he reads the note and an even bigger one when he sees you on the couch cuddling a Dynamight plush. He leaves the plush aside because he's jealous because why would you need that when you have the real thing?

He tries his best to pick you up carefully so he doesn't wake you up - carrying you effortlessly in his strong arms he takes you to the bedroom and places you gently on the soft sheets. You stirred slightly, murmuring his name and slightly opening your eyes. Realising it's actually him you hug him closely and cover his face in kisses while apologising for falling asleep when you wanted to stay awake and surprise him.

“It's alright sweetheart - I love and appreciate everything you've done for me but let's go to bed now it's late. We can pick up from here in the morning.“

Hmmm is all you're able to respond with. You've had an extremely busy day. Doing preparations for his birthday, cooking,baking as well as entertaining family and friends that came over hoping to see Katsuki.

As Katsuki tucks you into bed he notices a neatly wrapped gift on the nightstand. He's said multiple times that he didn't want presents because he didn't want you spending your money on him. Regardless he carefully unwrapped the present to find a handmade photo album, filled with memories of your time together. Each page held a snapshot of your adventures and laughter frozen in time.

A warmth spread through Katsuki's chest as he flipped through the pages. The last page did not have a picture yet but had the caption - 20 April 2024 Katsuki's Birthday - First birthday celebrated in our new home!.

For years Katsuki has loathed his birthday - he never understood why people would be happier to get older. Katsuki never needed extravagant parties or lavish gifts that his parents and friends would try and force him to enjoy.

As he tucks himself in - entwined in each other's arms, Katsuki knew that he was home.

“All I need is you.”

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[remiruen]

happy birthday to bakugo with an old redraw of an even older post

[zombispit]

Happy Birthday Bakugoooo!!

((first time posting on this app idk how it works lol plz be nice 🥲💕))

[izvmimi]

it’s all a dream -

bakugou draws air into his lungs.

he’s 30. the sun is bright on his face, enough that the rays of the sun blind his vision and he squints.

he wakes up, toes and fingers gently flexing before he adjusts himself in bed. he sits up, and breathes easy. nothing hurts. there is no rushing of blood in his ears, no heaviness in his heart.

the hole in his chest is closed, and he breathes in again.

he's newly 30. today is april 20th, he remembers, and it's still early, just minutes past 9 am, he notices as he looks at the digital clock on his nightstand.

and then he can hear you before he sees you - light footsteps on the wooden floors of his home, your home.

it's his birthday, you exclaim. he blinks as you dive into him on the bed, straddling his body and giggling into the crook of his neck. his arms instinctively wrap around you, even if his brain is still waking up.

he holds you tight as you grin at him, your hand pressing gently on his bare chest, right above the well-healed wound.

"good morning, sleepyhead. i got your sash ready," you say in a teasing voice.

he blinks, then remembers the ridiculous fabric he's worn every year for the past five years, and he laughs, and pulls you closer to him.

"time to let these fuckers know it's my day," he whispers, then pulls back, for the first of many birthday kisses.

[freaky-yuki18]

How the big three celebrated Kacchan's birthday!🎉

[marimeeko]

I have to work so I only have time for a doodle but,

Obligatory birthday post for Katsuki Bakugou!! I hope we see him again soon.

[sat0-get0]

❥ 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

ꕥ 𝙘𝙬 : 𝙬𝙘: 1.4𝙠, 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜/𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙬/𝙤 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥, 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙!𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞, 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮𝙮𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚, 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙡 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚, 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙨 & 𝙞 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙨, 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙭𝙤𝙭𝙤

✎ 𝘢𝘯 : 𝘸𝘴𝘱 𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘪 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘵𝘷. 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘪 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 (𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦), 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘹 ༄

"'Suki, 'm tired." you yawn as you rub at your eyes. Class 1-A insisted on having a movie night in the main hall of the dorms, wanting to end this week off easy. Everyone is shocked Bakugou even agreed to watch. Everyone is shocked he's relaxed on the couch. Everyone is shocked that he currently has his arm around you while you lay on top of him. It's all very baffling but they try not to let their eyes linger on you both for too long out of fear of ruining the peace.

"Then go to sleep." he tells you bluntly, gruff from exhaustion evident in his voice. He is throwing off his night routine for this afterall. You look up at him with a pout, trying your best not to squint considering your sleepiness. "Let's go to your dorm." "Excuse me?" he says immediately, causing you to giggle. Kirishima looks at you both through his peripheral, thoughts running through his head of what you could possibly be doing at his dorm but he quickly shuts those thoughts down and focuses on the movie.

"Can you carry me to your dorm, 'Suki?" you bat your eyelashes at him, hoping to butter him up. He blinks at you slowly, probably because of how sleepy he is before saying, "Fuck no." You let out a groan and realize this is gonna take more effort. "Please, I won't bother you for 24 hours." "24 hours?" he asks. "A full damn day?" You nod eagerly, sitting up and looking him in his eyes. It only lasts for a split second because suddenly you're being tossed into the air and over Bakugou's shoulder, almost knocking the wind out of you. You hear him yawn below you as he begins dragging his feet towards his dorm.

"Where you going, Bakugou?" you hear Denki call out. "To fucking sleep." he shouts back before rushing to his door and slamming it behind the both of you. You hop off his shoulder and immediately start giggling at his antics, always amused by him. "Why are you always laughing?" Bakugou deadpans at you, the darkness underneath his eyes making him look a little too good in your eyes. "It's 'cause you're so funny, Kats'." He rolls his eyes at the nickname but doesn't argue against it. He's already tried and you insist that it's cute so he's grown used to it.

He releases a sigh as he plops down onto his neatly done bed, prepared to ruin it in his sleep as he drapes an arm over his eyes. He releases soft breaths, prepared to finally fall deep into sleep. That's until he feels a human on top of him, that human being you. "Wha- Get off me!" he practically shouts despite the late hours of the night. You try to remain sturdy on top of him, almost like you're riding a bull as he thrashes in an attempt to remove you but you remain on top of him. "Suki', be quiet! You're gonna wake people up." you scold, putting weight on his shoulders with your hands to calm him down. "I don't give a-" You slap a hand over his mouth before glaring down at him.

Bakugou only glares back but his tossing and turning comes to an end as he tires himself out even more. He practically pants against your hand and your face scrunches up as you wipe the moisture onto his heaving chest. "Damn." you breathe out, a chuckle following. "We're behind closed doors, you can relax." Bakugou seems to still be catching his breath as he looks up at you, suddenly flustered at the sight of you above him. "What's that supposed to mean?" he pants out, adrenaline lowering from the fight he put up but rising at the same time due to the position he's in. "It means we can do things like this." you smile mischievously.

You lean down and barely give him time to panic as you capture his lips with yours, hands coming up to his shoulders. Bakugou slowly eases into it despite his previous panic. His hands come up to your waist and you practically purr at the action, feeling welcome to use tongue. You feel the rumble in his chest below you as he groans, hands going even lower to rub at your ass that's barely covered by your pajama shorts. He chuckles lowly against your lips at the disappointed whine you give when his hands only linger there for a second before they're back on your waist.

This is one of those moments where it dawns on Bakugou that he's like every other teenage boy. Just like the lewd idiots that he despises in his school. He's no better than Mineta as he feels his body heat up and suddenly is hyper aware of everything about you. The way you sit on top of him suddenly feels way different, your bulging chest pressed against his impressive pecs, and your hand that caresses his scalp. It all has him releasing groans that for once, aren't out of annoyance. The grip on your hips becomes more tense and it only makes you more amused by the second.

"You're getting so warm, Kats'." you hum against his lips before pulling away, giving him a smile that makes him wanna drag you back into a kiss. "Am I making you feel that way?" you ask with a cheshire grin, hands smoothing down his tanktop before settling on his chest. Bakugou can barely even look at you with how much he's blushing. It's so bad you can see it with just the dim city lights coming from his window illuminating the two of you. "I'm always warm." he huffs out, tempted to throw you off of him once again. "Yeah, okay, Katsuki." you laugh before placing a peck on his lips unexpectedly.

"I can't keep you up all night so I'll leave you alone." you mutter loud enough for him to hear before rolling off of him. You rest your head on top of your own arm and look up at Bakugou's face. He turns around to meet your eyes although he can barely look for long before his emotions overcome him again. To be honest, he's not even that tired anymore. He wants to stay up all night just holding your body impossibly close to his and be enveloped in your kisses. He wants to tell you how much he fucking lov- likes you, and just wants to date you already. But at the same time, he's scared of what he doesn't know. He doesn't know how you'll react, doesn't know if it'll ruin what you already have so he keeps his lips tightly zipped.

"Goodnight then." he whispers and you give him his goodnight before closing your eyes, smile evident on your face even as you fall into a peaceful sleep. Bakugou wonders what you dream about as you sleep. He doesn't wanna get his hopes up and believe they're about him but they definitely are, he just doesn't know that. He stays up for a bit longer as you sleep, wanting to make sure you're completely drifted off before he goes to sleep himself. He analyzes your features, your closed eyes that are usually looking up at him with amusement, your nose that rubs against his whenever you get too close, and of course, the lips that were just on his own moments ago. If this goes on, he's sure he'll be lovesick by the time its midnight. Now that you're completely asleep though, Bakugou wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer. Now he's ready to go to bed.

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𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘉𝘰𝘯𝘶𝘴 ✧

"Guys, don't go in there." Kirishima sighs out, trying to hold Denki and Sero back by their collars. "It's the afternoon already! Does sleeping late really make this dude sleep in so late?!" Denki practically yells out before succesfully slamming Bakugou's dorm room open. "Hey, Baku-" Sero cuts himself off. Even Kiri is slightly shocked at the sight. Your shorter form lays on top of him as the both of you sleep. With the blanket tossed to the ground and both of you rocking a bed head, their faces turn grey. "Oh shit." Denki whispers as Bakugou's eyes blink open. "What the fuck..." he rasps before making out the pale, scared faces of Kirishima, Sero, and Denki. "Y'all have 5 fucking seconds." Those are the only words Bakugou had to say before the 3 musketeers were scrambling away from his dorm with a slam of his door. They're all panting as they run towards the main hall, still processing what they saw.

"Do you think they-"

"Don't fucking even." Kirishima breathes out as he slaps Denki on the back of his head before catching his breath.

𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✩

[kisekinocho]

Happy birthday, Bakugou! 💥

Since I’m extremely behind on MHA, I am calling the cat Lord Explosion Murder :3