There For You (Bakugo X Uraraka)

Chapter 11: Breakfast

(After sharing their first kiss the two decide on making breakfast together.

Some more 🍋 ahead. Didn't mean to but not mad about it)

Uraraka puts her hair back and as she does Bakugo can't help but notice how her clothes cling to her. Damn, he thinks shaking his head. I have to get a hold of myself.

"So what should we make for breakfast?" Uraraka asks as she turns around suddenly. "Wait. We're you checking me out?"

Bakugo grabbed the back of his neck nervously. "Maybe," he said with his cheeks turning red.

Uraraka giggled and stood on her tip toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"We can have whatever you want," he says. "I'll even cook for you." He added smiling.

"How about pancakes?" She asks. "After so long away I'm in the mood for something sweet!"

"Okay pancakes it is then," he says with a smile.

He gets out a mixing bowl, spatula, pan, and all the ingredients. As he begins cooking Uraraka pulls a stool up to the counter and watches him work. He looks really calm while he cooks. So clean too! She thinks. Who keeps the kitchen this clean while they cook?

"So do you like cooking?" She asks.

"Sure," Bakugo responds. "It's calming, and I like having something to do."

"Oh," she starts getting out of her seat. "Everything seems really clean too..."

"Well cleaning as you go will make it easier when it's time to do dishes later," he said not realizing she had gotten up.

"Interesting," she said smiling as she walked around the counter.  In 2 steps she was next to Bakugo.

"What are you doing?" He asks and feels his breath stop in his throat because of her closeness to him.

"Oh, nothing," she says looking him strait in the eye.

Just as he was about to asker another question, Uraraka uses her finger to scoop a small bit of batter out of the bowl. She then quickly puts a small smear of the batter on his cheek. She giggles as she licks the thick creamy substance off of her fingers.

He smirked and a low growl escaped his chest. Her eyes widened at the dark look in his eyes.

"Bakugo?" She asks.  Uraraka watches his face closely because the light hearted look he had while cooking had changed.  He looked almost predatory as he stared down at her.

He then smiled as he used the spatula to to smear a long thin line from her cheek all the way to her chest, just above her breast.  All while he kept looking her strait in the eye.  She could feel her breath stop.

"What are you doing?" She asks breathlessly.

"You seem to have some batter on your face," he says as he presses her up against the counter. "Here, let me help you," he almost growls the last words into her neck.

In one motion he picked her up and puts her on a spot on counter clear of food. "Hold still," he whispers into her ear.

She holds her breath as he puts his head close to hers. She doesn't dare move a muscle as she has her weight resting back on her arms.