Hair
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tags: black reader x katsuki, newly established relationship (still trying to keep up the illusion for your partner), black reader doing her hair, emotional reader, Katsuki being the rational calm boyfriend, fluffy, cute ending.
a/n: i skimmed barely proofread sorry for any mistakes, hope you guys enjoy. reblogs appreciated.
“I can come over tonight?” Katsuki asked on speaker of your phone.
You two spent everyday together since he had confessed to you by shoving flowers into your hands and running off before you had a chance to respond in slight shock.
“Uh I’m busy tonight sorry.” You said watching yourself in the mirror studying your scalp distracted.
“Okay what about tomorrow?” Katsuki grunted unhappy he would spend time away from you.
“Tomorrow I'm busy too, i can’t hang out this weekend.” You said eyeing the thin black plastic bag filled with beauty supplies sitting on your vanity.
He frowned, you always told him about upcoming plans you had. At lunch always rambling about whatever you wanted and him listening with small grunts and nods. You didn’t mention anything before about plans.
“What are you doing?” He asked. Not wanting to pry so early into a relationship and scare you off. He had plans to make you his permanently but he was nosey.
“My hair,” You answered honestly.
“What do you mean your hair? It takes that long?” He asked confused.
“Yeah, it does. I have a lot of hair and it takes a lot of hours sometimes a couple of days.” You admitted with a sigh already dreading the process.
Katsuki sat there on the other side of the phone with a small sigh of relief. You weren’t blowing him off with anyone else, just your hair. He had no idea about black hair but he knew he cared about you and that meant this was important.
“Do you need help?” He offered making you silent in surprise widely blinking at the phone.
The man that would tell his partner in the field to fuck off when he asked. Was readily offering you his help.
You let out a small laugh, “I do but I don’t think you know what that entails. It’s a really long process and it’s tiring. Im okay though thanks for asking.”
He just wanted to see you. After spending every day together for a month, he doesn’t know if he could go 3 days.
“Alright the offer still stands if you change your mind. Don’t tire yourself out.” He sighed and you both said your goodbyes.
You fiddled with the ends of your hair with a huff.
“Let’s get this over with.”
~
You wanted to ram your head into a wall. Staring at half your head being braided, 10 hours down and probably another 7 to go.
Your back hurt, your arms hurt, your head hurt it was not ideal. Not eating all day and getting irritated at everything you were in a mood.
Throwing the rat tail comb from your hands on the floor you flopped onto your bed in tears needing a break.
Your phone began buzzing, face still in the mattress you reached around til you found it and pressed answer button.
“Hello,” You answered muffled
“Hey how’s it going?” Bakugo asked
You sniffled pulling your head up tears running.
“It’s fine.”
Bakugo heard how upset you were causing his forehead to crease, “What’s wrong baby?” in a softer voice.
“It’s nothing it’s just my hair and i’m tired and cranky and i haven’t eaten all day. I’ve only done maybe half of my head and i want to stop.” You said through tears.
“Hey, hey please stop crying it’ll be okay.” Katsuki said trying to soothe you through the phone but it wasn’t working. Noticing a twinge in his chest at the sound of your soft sniffles.
You left out small huffs trying to control your breathing, “Yeah…sorry I should go you don’t want to hear me crying. Sorry to bother.” You realized you were probably scaring away the one guy you did like with your hysterics.
“No I didn-“
“I have to go thanks for calling.”
Katsuki stared at the phone feeling his stomach sink.
~
You cried until your eyes were puffy and reluctantly went back to braiding your hair. You were so impatient and tender headed but you would not spend 200+ dollars on box braids.
After about an hour you heard a knock on your door. You opened it to your boyfriend with a bag of takeout and one from the pharmacy.
You yelped in surprise slamming the door just as fast as you opened it.
Katsuki was very confused and kind of hurt at your reaction.
“Y/n! What the fuck come on.” He yelled from the other side of the door.
Your face held such embarrassment, hoping this was a figment of your imagination.
Your boyfriend was NOT here when you looked like a hot mess.
Your non-black boyfriend at that.
This is a nightmare.
“What are you doing here!” You yelled back through the door.
“Baby you were crying and I haven’t seen you in almost 2 days!"
You groaned, “You can’t see me like this! you have to go home.”
He grunted in annoyance, “You better open up. Im not leaving when you were crying.”
You were silent waiting for him to go home and he wasn’t budging. With a sigh you opened the door peaking out at him.
“Are ya gonna let me in?” He asked with raised blond eyebrows and pretty crimson eyes.
You opened the door and stepped aside.
“What’s wrong why are you slamming doors and crying?” He asked looking down at you as he entered your apartment.
You slowly closed the door behind you and leaned back against it.
“I didn’t want you to see me like this.” You admitted thankful that you didn't blush noticeably.
“Baby like what.” He sighed dropping the bags on your coffee table and bringing you in close.
Your head fell into his muscular chest, smelling his cologne.
“My hair.” You mumbled into his shirt.
He pulled back and used one hand to push back your hair to see your face. Your hair is in sections and a half-braided mess.
“I like you and your hair. So will you calm down please?”
“Really?” You asked with teary eyes looking up at him.
“Yes, I do.” He reassured his hands gently holding you, his main goal to calm you down from this tired anxiety driven mood.
“Okay.” You mumbled head falling back into his chest.
He rubbed your back, “What’s going on?” asking again.
“I stayed up all night and im not even halfway done. I have a headache.” You mumbled in tears.
Katsuki led you to the couch and made you take a seat.
“Take a break. You look hangry and I brought food.” He said propping you in his lap and handing you takeout.
You finished your food and leaned your head in his neck. Your headache stopping. He was right as usual, you were hangry.
“I’m sorry for slamming the door in your face that was mean.” You said wrapping him in a side hug.
His hand rubbed the side of your thigh with a light kiss on your nose.
“It’s okay, ya didnt break my nose with the door slam.” Katsuki said making you laugh.
“Can I?” He asked gesturing to your head and you nodded.
Katsuki’s thick fingers touching your blow dried hair.
“It’s soft.” He said with mild surprise, “Like really soft.”
You laughed, “Yeah I do have soft hair, but so do you.” Reaching up and lightly tugging on his spiky blonde hair. His hair was getting longer in the back. It may be because he loves your hands all over him and especially his head, giving you more hair to yank. Just a theory of course you would never say to him.
He grunted, “You feel better?”
“Yes…” You nodded as he smiled knowing what he was gonna say
“Crying over the being hungry?” He teased showing his canines with his smile and you rolled your eyes.
“Shut up.”
“I’m just saying.”
“Are you discriminating against a black woman?” You squinted but Bakugo had heard that before.
“I just came over here with food to stop your crying and got a door slammed in my face.” He said with narrowed eyes matching your own.
“Uh fine.” You sighed, “Can you not be a good boyfriend so I can call you a bigot.” Your hand trailing up his stomach under his shirt, wanting skin to skin contact.
He pinched the inside of your thigh making you yelp in pain in response. His head deeply buried into your neck just enjoying your touch
“Ow…”You whined rubbing the bruised spot.
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