One Of A Kind

the special human.

Bakugou pov.

That damn dragon followed me all the way home, but I don't really care anyways. I was greeted by a guard, and told them that Eijiro wasn't a threat, and they him in in. I went to my room, I had work to do.

Surprisingly, Eijiro wasn't following me anymore. I wonder why. I didn't think much of it and sat at my desk, beginning to look over documents and other bullshit.

Kirishima pov.

I found myself wandering away from.. King Bakugou? That's what the guards call him anyway. I like it here, everything is shiny. There was one guard who wouldn't stop looking at me, which I found strange.

Where is King Bakugou at? I sniffed the air, in an attempt to track his scent. No luck. Eventually what seemed like a maid, walked up to me and asked me who I was, and what I was looking for. The maid didn't.. have a body? But there was a plain dress, and a voice. So I'm guessing the "appearance" was magic.

"Oh uhm.. I'm Eijiro Kirishima! I'm looking for King Bakugou's room, he was showing me around earlier and I wandered off and got lost." She seemed pretty understanding about it, and she brought me to King Bakugou's room.

I decided to let myself in, but I ended up just standing in the doorway, like an idiot. King Bakugou was simply staring at me, he didn't seem angry.. but he was just standing there in joggers. Why was I staring?! Ugh.

"jiro- EIJIRO?!" I snapped out of my trance and met Bakugou's eyes. He looked angry? But not at the same time. He was probably confused. I feel like an idiot.

"What're you lookin at dumbass?" Before I could even answer the king's question, he started popping explosions out of his palms.

"Woah calm down blasty! I zoned out, my bad." At this point, I'm completely flustered. He told me to walk over to him, to which I did what I was told. I needed a safe place to stay and King Bakugou was my only option at the moment.

"I want to try something." He raised his hand up and.. patted my head? Oh! Pats!! I love pats! Yes! I leaned into his hand and started purring, though the purrs were growly, anyone could tell it was a purr nonetheless.

As I was rubbing my face against his hand, he started scratching my head. I loved pets, scratches, pats, ect. I just loved being.. loved?

Bakugou was looking at me, with a very faint smile. I loved it here. He eventually stopped, which was sad. But I'm lucky enough to get any pats at all!

"Thank you King Bakugou! I love pets." He just examined me for a bit before saying, "call me Katsuki."

Katsuki. I like that name. But I'm calling him Kat/Katsu instead. This human.. is special.