Failure {(grown up) Katsuki X Reader}

9

"How about this?" Mina holds up a (f/c) crop top from down the isle.

"Mina, that's a crop top. No." You turn back to the pants your looking at.

"Oh come on, it's all anyone sells anymore. You'll just have to deal with it." You groan putting back yet another pair of low waisted jeans.

"I understand people like this stuff because makes them feel pretty, but Christ can a woman not find any decent clothing anymore?" Mina pats your shoulder.

"Fraid not sis." You roll your eyes and turn to the rack behind you hoping for better luck.

"I know I shouldn't be picky since Bakugos paying for everything, those clothes just make me feel, exposed I guess." You hear Mina searching the racks behind you.

"And a that's valid, it's your body, no one should judge you for wanting to be comfortable in it."

"Leave it to you to have a perfect view on everything." You pause looking over your shoulder at the back of her head. "Thank you."

Later around five in the afternoon, you'd finally decided on a few outfits. Most of them were modest which you were happy about, but Mina had convinced you to buy at least one not so modest outfit.

As you exit the store bakugo is sitting on a bench looking absolutely miserable. As you approached should could easily see the resting bitch face. He looks up noticing you and Mina.

"Why does it take women hours to pick out a few fucking pieces of clothes?" You set the bags down next to the bench he's on and sit down.

"Well it doesn't help when you can't find decent clothing." You lean your head back heaving a sigh.

"She just scared to show off her body." You clench your fists in your lap.

"If you looked like a goddamn skeleton you would to." Minas eyes turn apologetic. She goes to say something but bakugo speaks first.

"And who's fucking fault is that?" You stiffen processing his words. You stare at your lap as shame and anger wash over you.

"Bakugo I'm not sure-" Mina starts but is cut off.

"No she can't keep going around making comments like shes not to blame for what happened." You rip your gaze from your lap staring up at him.

"You think I don't blame myself for the last three years? You think I don't blame myself for what happened between us? Yeah I fucked up, bad. But I'm trying to fix it. I've only said the couple of things I've said because I thought I was in a safe place where I could move passed it. But how the fuck am I supposed to do that with you throwing it in my face at every turn?!" You were shaking, you could feel the heat from your face, your heart was pounding. He doesn't say a word. He looks away from you, stands up and leaves. You rest your head in your hands trying to calm down.

You can't help but remember a time when bakugo would have supported you no matter what. A time when you if judged yourself he'd tell you that you were wrong. That you were perfect the way you were.

You stand staring at your half naked figure in the mirror. You pinched at your sides frowning at the smallest amount of fat.

"What are you doing?" Katsukis form showed in the mirror behind you. His face is slightly concerned yet curious.

"I think I need to lose weight." You said truthfully. The concern falls and is replaced by irritation.

"Why the fuck would you do that?" He asks crossing his arms his stare not wavering from yours.

"Well based on my height my average body weight is one thirty, to one forty pounds. I'm at one fifty-five- Kat!" You exclaim as he picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. "Put me down!" You hit at his back, not hard obviously but you hoped it would get him to put you down.

A moment later he plopped you down on the couch. You glare up at him. He glared back down at you hands on his hips. Now the only thing that could make this better was if he didn't have a shirt on. You blushed at the thought and mentally slapped yourself.

He smirked seeing the blush on your cheeks. But quickly his face fell. "That way your looking at me, that's how I look at you every time I see you. You perfect the way you are and I'll be damned if I catch you say some stupid shit like that again." He lowers himself onto his knees his hands resting on your bare thighs. His warm touch sent shivers down your spine. "I don't give a fuck what some asshole says about your weight. You're perfect the way you are." Tears stung the corners of your eyes. You were in a mix of emotions. Happy, comforted and most of all you were turned on. Who knew body positivity could be hot.

Without a second thought you throw your arms around his neck slamming your lips onto his. He wraps his arms around you his touch soft as if he were holding a delicate flower.

You pulled away only for a brief few words. "I love you Katsuki Bakugo." He pulls you tighter against him burying his face in your neck.

"And I love you, Y/n L/n."