Vintage Books and Midnight Promises (Tattooed!Bakugou x Bookworm!Reader)

Chapter 4: Protective Instincts

By the time the next weekend had rolled around, it was their twentieth time coming together and you were starting to get a bit alarmed at how familiar their appearance was. You actually had to stop in your tracks when you realized you not only were looking forward to seeing Izuku and Eijirou but also Bakugou.

Crap.

That punk had wormed his way into your heart even more but you'd be damned if you let him stay there.

Convincing yourself you'd get over this petty little crush before it became a problem, you picked out some gifts for the two boys the next time you would see them.

By the time you had walked down the street to your shop from the toy store, you actually realized that they beat you to it. You had to calm the two toddlers down as they ran up to greet you, Eijirou vastly quicker on his feet than Izuku, even though the little boy tried his hardest.

They squealed as you gave them presents, showing them off to Bakugou and sped off into their corner to go play. Just like clockwork.

"So..." You started, cringing at how awkward you sounded now that you were alone with Bakugou. "Where's their dad today?"

Bakugou coughed, then cleared his throat. "You mean that scruffy old man?"

You cracked a smile. "That's the one."

He was always with them. He was the first one to bring the boys in on a slow day, which quickly livened up due to the endless amount of energy contained inside a little Eijirou and a tiny Izuku.

Midgets. You loved them so much.

Their cheeks were so squishy, too. Adorable.

It had been months since you had last seen Aizawa and you were a little bit worried about him. But you figured if anyone would know if he was okay would be the man entrusted to watch his sons.

Bakugou sighed, crossing his arms over his chest so that his muscles bulged out from that sleeveless tank he was wearing. The patches of ink rippled in the light and moved almost like it was real. "Aizawa-sensei's not their dad but he acts like it too fucking much to pretend that it's not true anymore."

You giggled at his harsh words edged with a bit of something else you couldn't quite put your finger on. Something that sounded like begrudging fondness.

Bakugou jerked his chin to where Izuku was chasing after Eijirou, begging him to help him get a book down from the shelf. Usually, you'd go help them but the adorable little toddler puffed out his chest and started clambering up the step ladder to get it.

Bakugou had bought that one himself to replace the rickety one you had accidentally broken and fallen off of so you knew it was sturdy. They would only fall off of it if they weren't careful but you were within sight of them so you weren't too worried.

"He's enlisted in the military so he can't always watch them even after they blacklisted him. His old unit just recently got reinstated." Bakugou said with a scowl, not bothering to elaborate on that, but his eyes softened the tiniest bit as Izuku huffed and puffed to catch up with Eijirou, his little legs working overtime to compensate for his lack of height. "So he gave the brats to me to make sure they didn't kill themselves or something."

You grinned, clasping your hands behind your back and stuck your face close to his, skirt swirling around your ankles as you sent him a cheeky smile.

"You volunteered, didn't you?"

"Shut the hell up, no I didn't!!" He shouted but you bit back the smile threatening to overtake your entire face.

"You're too easy to read~" You teased.