{STOLEN KISS} Bakugou x Fem!Reader

𝑵𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏

Later that evening, Yoruko opens her gate and drops you off in front of Bakugou's house for your plan to bring him to the League to begin.

"Okay, you ready, Y/N?" Yoruko asks sincerely as she gives you a short pep talk.

"Not yet, smack my face," you tell her with a straight face.

"What the fu-"

"Just do it okay? Trust me."

Yoruko sighs and gives in to your plea, but when she does smack you, she does it roughly.

"Ah, geez," you whine as you rub your cheek, "that hurt."

"I'm sorry!" she exclaims nervously, unsure of why you even asked her to do that in the first place, "Want me to grab some ice for you?"

"No," you say calmly as you look at her.

Yoruko's eyes widen as she notices tears falling from your face, "Y/N, I made you cry!"

"It's fine," you shake your head, "I needed to fake cry and you hitting me was help getting it started. Besides, it doesn't hurt too bad. It just stings."

Yoruko stands, staring at you stunned as you begin to walk away.

"Bye," you wave, "I'll talk to you later tonight."

"Good luck!" she finally smiles again, giving you a thumbs up.

You reach Bakugou's door and quickly ring the doorbell. As you do you try to fill your head with as many sad thoughts as possible.

Those animal commercials with the sad music, Bambi's mom... crap that one gets me every time.

Just as you begin bawling your eyes out, Bakugou opens the door. You watch through blurry eyes as he stands before you, taking in your appearance.

"What are you doing here?" he asks confusedly.

"Bakugou," you mutter as you rub your arms, "I need to talk to you. O-Only one I can trust."

Bakugou looks past you and seems to debate whether this is some kind of joke or not. In his defense, you are acting so you have to give him credit for being observant.

As he continues to hesitate on whether to let you in or not, you watch his face. You can't help but pay attention to the way his expressions change when he looks at you, it's almost endearing.

"Fine, come in," he finally says as he moves to the side.

You nod and continue to let your tears flow as you walk into the house.

"Did my friends put you up to this?" he finally asks.

You internally deadpan. Maybe you should take back those credit points from before.

"N-No," you stutter as you look down, "It's just me here."

"Alright," he sighs, "Sit down, I'll get you something to drink. What do you want?"

"Tea," you sniffle, "Any kind is fine."

Bakugou walks out of the room as you sit on the couch. You can't help but snicker at how well your plan is going and how easily he is to trick yet again.

When he comes back, he places a cup of tea down on the table in front of you and sits down with you on the couch. Immediately you wrap your arms around him, enveloping him into a hug. You notice he's putting up a weak attempt to push you away, so you begin to cry a bit more which automatically makes him freeze up.

"Why did you have to come here?" he says quietly, "You could have gone to any of the others. I-I don't even know you."

At his words, a sharp feeling hit your gut. Luckily he couldn't see that your expression was growing angered.