Outside | K. Bakugo x Reader

Chapter 8

"HA!"
"Katsukiiii you're too good at this game" I pout as 'loser' shows up on my screen.

We had been playing one of the booth shooting games where we were against each other. Of course, he kept on winning but i didn't go down without a good fight.

"What you wanna play now, princess?" he jumps out of the booth and i follow him. I place a finger on my chin as we walk.
"I don't know what type of games there are so i couldn't tell you what i'd like to play"
"I forget that your life is boring" he smirks.
"What? because i'm so 'cool'" I nudge him in his side.
"If that's what you want to call it" he chuckles, eyes shining slightly as he looks down at me.
I gasp sarcastically and slap him softly on his arm to which he laughs.
He leads us over to some sort of machine.
"Those are so cute!" I gleam at the small stuffed toys.
"Claw machine" he says quietly and puts in a few coins.

*****

We didn't end up winning anything at the claw machine even though we tried for an hour. It's rigged. Katsuki ended up getting angry and almost broke the machine which ended in us getting kicked out.

We leave the arcade and it's suddenly dark out and the air had gotten a lot colder.
"Look! I can see my breath" I exclaim, huffing out air so i could see it rise. He doesn't say anything which makes me turn to look at him. To my surprise, he was already gazing upon me, smiling slightly. I return a smile.

"Hungry?" he asks, raising a brow.
"OH! City food!" I say a bit too loudly and smack a hand over my mouth before speaking again "yes I'm hungry"
He shakes his head, trying to hide the fact the corners of his mouth were tugging upwards.

Walking along the street, i catch sight of a big tree covered in lights. I squint my eyes "why is a tree here. There is no grass"
"You haven't seen a Christmas tree before?" he asks in disbelief.
"Nope" I pop the P.
"What life are you fucking living?" he tugs on my arm and we start running.
"Kat slow down" I laugh as we get closer and closer to the lit up evergreen.
When we do approach it, we stop in our tracks completely and stare at it. By now, I had noticed it was also covered in decorative baubles and more.

"That's so pretty"
My expression conveyed awe as i gaped at the tall tree. He just hums as his eyes remain on it, not bothering to say much about it at all.
The cold begins to get to me and i start to shiver, my fingertips feeling like ice.

His eyes trail down to me and he grunts "You can do this up, you know? Idiot"
His hands reach down to the zipper of the coat and i freeze up as he zips up the coat. He then mumbles something but i'm too flustered to pay attention as he searches one of his pockets. A moment later, he pulls out something and then stretched it out. I soon realised they were gloves.

"Hand" he murmurs. I slowly raise my hand and give him a questioning look "I can do it myself, sir"
He ignores me and slips it over my fingers and my palms. The gloves were wayyy too big for my hands but it enveloped them in warmth, nonetheless.
"Thank you greatly" I couldn't tell if it was being overly freezing that made my face feel hot or the fact he was caring about me.
"Shut up, let's get food"
"Okay" I try and get over the shyness and follow close behind him as we get going again.

We ended up going to a small takeaway place which had a tiny bit of seating where they did chips. Chips were actually really good they were made out of potatoes.

"Go on, just try it" he snorts handing me the red sachet.
"Nooo it looks scary"
"It's just ketchup" he throws his head back in amusement.
I huff at his persistence.
"Fine, be stubborn" He smirks and takes his hand away.
"Wait- Ill try it" I sigh.
He rolls his eyes playfully and tears the packet open with his teeth before squeezing it onto the clamshell food tray.
I'm hesitant but dip the potato chip into the mysterious red sauce. I make eye contact with him before trying it.
"Don't be scared... or are you a pussy?"
"Uhm, rude word" I frown and lean over the table to flick his forehead.

I bite down on the chip as he rubs his forehead. The tomato flavour spreads onto my tongue and the combination of that and the potato is amazing.
I sigh in satisfaction.
"Good, right?"
I slowly nod my head with my eyes closed. I open my eyes again to see an accusing finger pointed at me.
"And you didn't believe me"
"I feel like you're always trying to play a massive joke on me, that's why" I laugh, covering my mouth.
"You have that little trust in me, huh?" He pretends to pout.
"Don't be a baby" I drag out the last word.
"You were scared to try KETCHUP" he snorts. I just wave him off.

We finish our food and stand from the seats.

"We should get going, right?"
"Not yet i'm having so much fun" I frown.
"I mean, it's not much of a choice" He lifts up his arm and pulls back his coat to check something on his wrist "It's ten"
"Already?"

*****

We land on the balcony and his hand moves from my waist. He opens the balcony door for me and i walk in, stopping in the doorway. I turn to face him, searching his crimson red eyes.
His expression doesn't change, it was that of a neutral energy as he waited for me to get in my room.
"Thank you"
"Won't be happening again" he says seriously.
"I guessed so.." I speak quietly "but, by any chance, would you like to accompany me on a horse ride into the forest? I would really like to take you up on that fight offer"
He blinks plainly "I can't"
"Oh, why is that?" I furrow my brows.
"I shouldn't fight you..." his face turns into a smirk "because i'd win too easy"
I groan and rest my forehead on his chest "at least come with me"

He thinks for a second "okay, fine, jeez"
"Whoopeeee"
My voice is barely audible as i wrap my arms around the boy. I'm honestly exhausted from the adrenaline of sneaking out and playing games and all of that.
"You're real touchy, you know that, dumbass?" His voice is rough but I love it.... and those lips that his words leave... i just want to kiss them.
"Hug me back at least"

I wait for a bit, thinking he wasn't going to actually do it but sure enough, his arms held me closer to him and his warmth instantly made me melt into his frame.
I twist my head so my ear was now on his chest instead, a rhythmic yet fast beat sounding about my skull.

Is he feeling this way too?

I shoot my head up to look him in the eyes but he just releases me from his hold.
"Go to sleep"
"Okay, goodnight" I curtsy and step inside, the indoor heating coating me.
"I'll take the clothes in the morning just hide them somewhere"
I give him a thumbs up and close my curtains.