Outside | K. Bakugo x Reader

Chapter 5

"Well once there's a corset, the measurements will be different, dumbass" he mutters as he watches Reisuki handle the tape measure around my waist.
"R-right" She stammers and goes to grab one of my corsets from my wardrobe.

"Look at you with your fashion knowledge" I meet eyes with him through the large mirror. He grunts and crosses his arms.
"Common sense."
"I didn't think you'd be into fashion" I smirk.
"Dads a fashion designer, what about it?" he glared.
"Nothing, i think it's really 'cool'" I quote Izuku's speech.
A dusting of pink seeps onto his cheeks "yeah? Whatever."

A second later, Reisuki is back and tugging on the strings of my corset, causing me to suck in a harsh breath.
"Oi, don't hurt her" concern lines his voice temporarily.

I let out a small laugh "Katsuki, what are you saying? This is normal"
"Doesn't that shit hurt?" his eyes squint slightly as my assistant continues to tighten the garment.
"I mean, it's... a corset" I say, smiling at his expression "stand down soldier, i'm not being attacked. There's no need to be so worried"
He clears his throat and relaxes his shoulders "I wasn't worried"

She wraps the measure around me again and then notes the measurements down.
"Any colour preference, ma'am?"
I think to myself for a moment "I'm unsure"
I step off of my raised flooring and enter my large walk in wardrobe, eyeing the colours one by one.
If i'm supposedly finding a husband at this ball, what would be most appealing and regal?

I scan them but still can't decide and poke my head around the doorway.
"Katsuki, you've seen me in a few colours, what do i appear most attractive in?"
"None" he grunts.
I scowl at his mean jokes "Don't be so rude"
"My bad, princess" he rolls his eyes "I don't know, don't ask me. Aren't dresses your thing?"
"You said your dad was a fashion designer" I groan and lean against the frame.
"Yeah, my dad, not me"

I chew my lip and spin back around, searching amongst the gowns.
I hear his distant voice and go to look at him again but he's already in the doorway. My eyes widen at his sudden appearance but he pushes past me and has a look for himself.
His fingers brush past a few as he analyses them briefly.
Watching closely, I notice him focus on a royal blue one.
"You like blue right?" he says casually.
"I do like it"
"The colour represents royalty, correct?" He glances back at me.
"I suppose so, but-"
"What? You asked for my opinion" his eyes linger before he turns back around.
"Nothing, but it's a little bit boring" I mumble "how am i meant to catch a suitors eye?"

His back faces me as he speaks "Would the king allow more modern adjustments?"

Twisting to face Reisuki, she replies "I'd have to check with him"
"Then check" he mutters before spinning to leave the room.

I follow him out of the wardrobe, skipping slightly "thank for helping me, Kat"
He furrows his brows at the nickname but says nothing of it "My job, isn't it?"
I nod and bite my lip, looking in the mirror again though i can't help but stare at him through the reflection. Despite his angry expressions, he can be quite beautiful at times.

What tears my eyes off of him is the sound of Reisuki opening the door again.
"He says it depends on what it is"

Bakugo let's out a peeved off sigh and runs a hand through his hair "I need specifics"
"I apologise, but he didn't say much else. He has no time, you see?"
"Well then, i'll just do what i think looks good"
"You? You'll do it?" I grin.
"What? Don't want me to, fairy tail?!" He raised his voice as he furrows his brows.
I run on my top toes over to him and throw my arms around his muscular frame "Thank you!"
He doesn't hug me back. Instead, he lifts his arms up and looks down at me as if i'm alien.

I frown "Don't be so mean"
"I'm not"
I groan in frustration as i pull back. I just wanted a hug for gods sake.

"Anyway, you need to update your shit, it's all so... medieval. I'll talk to my dad."
"Thaaank you, Kitty Katsuki" I grin childishly.
"Oi! Don't call me that!" He shouts, threatening to swing his fist. I just laugh at him.
"You wouldn't dare!" I smile in an all knowing way.
"Oh? Really? Wanna bet on that, princess?" He smirks.

"Uhm- Maybe not do that" Reisuki says quietly.
We both look over to her and she's got an anxious expression.
A snort escapes my throat and i slap a hand over my mouth in surprise.
Bakugo wheezes and folds over "How lady like!"
"My goodness, i didn't expect that" I say, a hot feeling spreading onto my cheeks.
"AHAHHAHAHAH" He throws his head back in amusement.

We hear the door open again.
"What is this racket?" My father booms and we immediately stop.
"It was nothing, father" I say calmly.
"You, boy, should be doing your job silently" He growls as he points a finger at the blonde.
"Yes, sir" he bows his head.

I chew the inside of my cheek and get back onto the raised platform so that Reisuki could take the rest of my measurements.
"I assume the dress planning is coming along well? Considering you have time to mess around and laugh like a little girl?"
"It's coming along fine, father. I'm just having fun"
"Is that so?" He looks down his nose in my direction "well that is to stop"
The door shuts firmly and Reisuki is behind me again, going to take my hip measurements.

I let out a sigh and rub my forehead.
"He's a dick"
I gasp and shake my head at the fiery boy.
"What?" he shrugs "it's true"