𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 - M!xM! Reader

🌧/☁️Uke Bakugo × Seme M! Reader

︎Anime: MHA

Let me know if there are any spelling errors during the story!

Your Quirk: Telekinesis - The power to move things with the mind.

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(3rd POV)

Y/N walked up to the door of class 1-A and looked up at it, lost in thought of how he got there.

Y/N was just transferred from class 1-B with all the snooty wannabes who thought they could get into 1-A by being selfish.

"I really can't believe I was transferred to 1-A..." Y/N thought to himself. He sighed and readied himself for all the stares he was going to get.

Y/N slowly opened the door and looked around the room, seeing all eyes on him made him start to breathe heavier than before.

"Finally he's here..." The teacher said. Y/N's eyes grew wide as he realized that their teacher was Eraserhead! Y/N was a big fan of Eraserhead, not even All Might surprisingly. He tried to calm himself down before actually stepping in and introducing himself.

"Yeah keep standing by the door while you're at it why don't you. It's not like I have a class to teach.." Aizawa said, leaning back on the chalkboard. Y/N sighed and walked up to the side of the desk, looking over all the confused faces.

"Maybe I should act tuff or something so they don't think I'm weak..." He thought to himself as he stood there for a couple of minutes. He took a deep breath and leaned against the teaching stool.

"Hello everyone Names L/N Y/N and my quirk is Telekinesis. I have been transferred from class 1-B." He said and then Deku had raised his hand. Y/N was confused on why he was raising his hand because he didn't know people would ask questions. "Yes? You with the green hair?" He said and then Deku stood up and looked at the floor nervously.

"U- um is there any side effects to your quirk?" Deku had asked and awaited his answer while holding a notebook in his hand with a pencil in the other.

"When I use it too much I get a headache and sometimes pass out due to such large headaches." Y/N tried to say with confidence. Deku wrote it all down and bowed to Y/N. "Thank you f- for the information Y/N-Kun." Deku said and then sat down.

"You're welcome uh... what's your name?" Y/N asked Deku and he scratched his head trying to figure it out. "Izuku Midoriya! N- nice to meet you!" Izuku said in a high pitched tone. Y/N chuckled and smiled at Izuku. "Nice to meet you too." He said and then a book was throw his way to get his attention.

"HEY EXTRA!! YOU THINK YOU'RE SOMETHIN SPECIAL?!" Bakugo had yelled and Y/N directed his attention towards Bakugo. Bakugo had sparks coming from his hands as he got pissed off by the way Y/N looked at him. "What's up with you Sparky?" Y/N asked and smirked at the way he looked when he was pissed off. Y/N leaned on the desk and watched closely at the blondes reaction.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME EXTRA?! I'LL KILL YOU!!" Bakugo yelled and jumped at him only being held back by Aizawa's scarf. Y/N couldn't fan boy right now because he was too focused on Bakugo looking like an angry pomeranian. "You're a little feisty aren't you?" Y/N teased and Bakugo looked like he was about to explode.

"YOU BASTARD!!" Bakugo yelled and Y/N just chuckled as he watched Bakugo struggle in the scarf. "That's a bad word Sparky." Y/N said cheekily. "Y/N sit down before I sick him on you." Aizawa said and then Y/N sat down on the only seat open which was three seats behind Bakugo. He sighed as he used his quirk to make his pencil spin in circles.

Aizawa let go of Bakugo and returned his quirk. "Now sit down Bakugo..." Aizawa said and Bakugo sat down with that pissed look still present on his face. Y/N chuckled as he watched Bakugo huff when sitting in his seat. Bakugo looked back at him when he heard a chuckle and grited his teeth together in anger.

For the rest of the class period everyone was catching glances at the two of them fooling around. More like Y/N flirting with Bakugo and Bakugo trying to kill him.

The teasing from Y/N continued on for a couple of weeks, making Bakugo mad as hell because Y/N wouldn't stop bothering him. Now he knows how other people feel when he aggravates them.

[One month later] cause I'm lazy

(Bakugo's POV)

"THAT IDIOT! MAKING ME FALL FOR HIM!!" I thought to myself as I looked up at the one I've adored since he got here, Y/N. We were in the middle of chatting with the rest of the Bakusquad, while I was just staring a hole in his head.

"Yeah I know the gra- um Bakugo? Are you okay?" He asked me and I gritted my teeth. "YOU THINK YOU'RE SO HOT, BUT LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING!! YOU'RE NOT!!" I yelled out. I still don't know how to tell him my feelings because it's really hard to not be mean to other people. If I don't portray myself as mean other extras will think I'm weak!

I started to run away in anger at myself for failing miserably. I felt like tears were gathering up in my eyes, so I closed them as I ran into the bathroom. I got into a stall and curled myself into a ball on the floor. "UGH I HATE WHEN I CAN'T EXPRESS MYSELF!!" I thought and hit my fist against the stall door, letting tears fall slowly down my face. "GOD!! WHY CAN'T I JUST BE STRAIGHT!?! IT WOULD BE SO MUCH EASIER!!" I yelled out and then started sobbing.

A couple of minutes later I heard the door swing open and I sniffed, trying to stop crying, so I wouldn't be made fun of. "Bakugo?" I heard a concerned voice say. I knew who it was at this point. It was Y/N. I backed away from the stall door and sat down on the toilet, bringing my feet up to my chest. "C'mon, know you're in there. Come out. I just want to talk about why you said that." He spoke out as he walked closer to my door.

After a couple of seconds I heard him knock on my stall. "C'mon Bakugo. Unlock the door.." He pleaded and I slowly unlocked the stall door, sitting back on the toilet with my legs to my chest again. When he opened the door he had a soft smile on his face, making me feel safe in his presence. I looked down and heard him lock the stall door.

"Can we talk? About what happened?" He asked nicely and I shook my head. "No..." I quietly said and he crouched down so he could see my face. He looked up at me with a sad look, wiping tears from my face. "Why were you crying?" He asked me and I shrugged. He sighed and hugged me. "Well if you want to talk about it I'm here to listen." He spoke out and I shook my head as he pulled away from the hug.

"No! I don't want to talk about my feelings! I'm not a weak extra!!" I yelled out and pushed away his arms. He looked at me hurt. How much worse could he make me feel about this? Why do I have to be a coward and run away from my feelings? If he would have been a girl it would probably be way easier. At least no one would judge me for being straight.

"Alright. Well when you need to talk just let me know." He spoke and got up to leave. I felt like I was letting him down by not telling him my feelings that he doesn't even know about. "Wait." I said and grabbed his sleeve. He turned around and looked back at me.

"What is-" He started and I just pulled him into a kiss. My arms wrapped around his neck as I felt his lips start to move against mine.

And in this short time I wonder: 'How does he feel about me?'

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