LAVENDER| bakugo katsuki

16|𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿

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Summary: After the villains' attack and the building falling, Akari is left alone with Bakugo to recover in the hospital. Mirko and best jeanist are busy taking care of some stuff, so meanwhile Bakugo has to take care of her.

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Bakugo was leaning on the door of the bathroom, waiting for you to finish up.

"Actually I want to take a bath. Can you come help me?" You call out

After a pause he responds. "What? No just call a nurse."

"Oh come on, you're responsible for me tonight you have to take care of me."

He rolled his eyes and entered the bathroom.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He freaked out as you were taking off your shirt.  "Calm down, I have a top underneath, you pussy."  You laugh.

He growls and kneels down, opening the water tab of the large bath tub. "Are you going to wash your hair only or your whole body?"

"Just my hair"

"Good, it looks like a birds nest."

"Dont be so fucking rude!" You exaggerate your reaction, glaring at him as if you were offended. He didn't seem to be fazed, he just stood up after checking the water temperature and stood infront of you, gently picking you up, and setting you down infront of the bath tub on the floor. then he put 2 folded towels, one under your neck as you leaned your head back, and one under your leg.

He stood up, ready to leave but you grabbed him. "Where do you think you're going blondie?"

"Calling a nurse."

"Oh no you're not. Go on, wash my hair peasant." You wink at him

After he silently glared at you, you groaned.

"You have a hand yourself."

"Oh Come on, my hand is bandaged. Besides, it's not like I'm asking you to wipe my ass!"

He sighed, kneeling down infront of you.

"What's the magic word?"

You pause. "Hmmm I dont know, Bakugo is a hoe?"

He raised your chin with his index finger, leaning closer. "Wrong answer dumbass." He stood up.

"Okay fine! You're no fun. Please?"

"Please what?" He smirks, folding his arms.

You roll your eyes in the most dramatic way. "Please wash my hair."

Smirking to himself as if satisfied, he knelt down once again, grabbing the shampoo off the shelf.

Leaning your head back, he slowly let your hair loose in the warm water, the soft strands quickly getting wet.

Pouring some shampoo in his hand and some on your head, he started messaging your head all throughout, washing your hair gently, careful to not hurt you.