Stupid Bunny. (Bakugo's Demise.)

✨Chapter 57✨

"Katsuki, can you paint my nails."

Another week had passed in the blink of an eye. This time, you sat bored in Katsuki's room. Though, what was new?

No plan to hangout with your friendgroup... Katsuki said he was too tired, but you could go if you wanted.

You've grown far too attached to Katsuki to ever part from him. Maybe you'd muster up the courage soon and hopefully not be a burden in the meantime.

He grumbled at your request. "I don't have nailpolish in here."

"I'll go get it!"

You were quick to retort, even sitting up from your spot on his bed.

He cocked an eyebrow at your sudden burst of energy.

"Yeah.. sure.. whatever, I don't care."

You were already getting up to race to the exit.

"Don't take forever!"
He said, but was soon cut off by you opening and closing the door.

Just like that, you were gone.
Destine to scurry down the hallway and to the elevator.

But of course, you made it fast.

Extremely fast, as three minutes later you had the door opening again and panting out of your mind.

His ask for you to be faster wasn't even needed as you were back within what seemed like seconds.

"Holy shit you're back already?"

It looked like you'd been to hell and back, but still..
Tossed a particular box on his bed.

Nailpolish literally not in sight.

Katsuki glanced from the box to you.
Honestly, be didn't know how to feel.

"Doesn't look like nailpolish to me."

Obviously you wanted to do something with the gear- who would be dumb enough to not think that?

You ran a marathon for that shit.

"I'm begging you-" you pant, sitting onto the bed again. Worn the hell out.
"To do me with the handcuffs on."

He was floored you'd ever suggest such a hanus and sinful idea.
This only solidified you are a sex mongrel.

"You go to get nailpolish and come back with BDSM shit?"

You huffed.
"I know you want too."

Well, he swallowed.
Duh..
Way to call him out.

"Well what if I want you to do me with the handcuffs on?" He asked, grabbing the pink box.

Katsuki slid it out, discarding the outer wrapping.
"Tch, this stuff is shitty anyways."

"Pft.. I'd put them on you." You rolled your eyes, snatching the handcuffs.

You know, he was kidding. Only really teasing.
But if you actually wanted to put them on him.. He wouldn't say no.

Plus, how could he ever be a daddy if he didn't know what it was like to be a princess?
Get with the program.
Now, it was a part of his mission.

Fuck if he wasn't just a little curious.

"Do it." He said.

If you wanted him to put them on you and do whatever weird shit, then he should be the first. Right?

It was a smart move, one you probably wouldn't understand and would only argue against.

You blushed, but we're willing.