BakuDeku x Reader (Fluff)

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YES this is poly, if you don't like it, skip.  Also IDC if you don't like bakudeku, just skip. 

Reader uses she/her pronouns because I accidentally she/her instead of they/them like i was going to but now i'm already 7 long paragraphs into the story so sorry :(

!!WARNING!! MAYBE SWEARING 

(Y/N's POV)

You were sitting in the common room, the rest of the class was in school at the moment. All except for You, Bakugo, and Izuku. That night Bakugo and Izuku went to fight, you followed them to make sure they didn't hurt each-other. Unfortunately, you intervened just when Aizawa did, making your presence known to the others. But it wasn't your fault! how were you supposed to know Aizawa was there to stop the fight?! The three of you now were on house arrest at the dorms. You three had to do all the chores for the whole week too, which chores are nothing you're not used to, considering you have two little brothers and neither of your parents were home much. You're used to cleaning and cooking and other stuff, but it was very clear that Bakugo and Izuku, were not. 

The two boys had been fighting ALL MORNING, and it was only 8:30, you were not going to deal with this all day. So you went up to them and did something any other reasonable person would do, you yelled at them about it. "CAN YOU TWO STOP FIGHTING LONG ENOUGH TO TAKE OUT THE DAMN TRASH?! I'VE ALREADY CLEANED THE KITCHEN, THE DISHES, THE COMMON ROOM, AND THE DAMN ELEVATOR FOR CHRIST SAKE!!" your face turning red from yelling so much without taking a breath. The two boys just stood there staring at you, the first to speak up, naturally, was Bakugo. "tch fine damn extra" he said while blushing slightly. You just assumed he was embarrassed he was yelled at.

Izuku just stuttered and followed Bakugo, taking out the trash. "Finally" you sigh flopping down on the couch, Izu comes back and sits next to you. "I'm sorry Y/N. Are you mad?". You, Baku, and Izu have all been friend for as long as you can remember. And in all that time, Izu has hated you being mad at him, he would get really sad and scared that you wouldn't like him anymore. "No, I'm not mad." you replied, staring ahead, not looking at him. "Are you sure?" he says, tearing up a bit. You sigh "Yes izu... i'm sorry I yelled" you said and looked at him. He doesn't respond, he just hugs you and cries into the crook of your neck. You instinctively hug him, rubbing circles into his back. 

Baku finally comes back, looking down to avoid your angry gaze. He tries quietly walking away, as to avoid yet another lecture from you about how you're 'all friends' and he should 'respect other people'. "Bakugo." You say in a stern tone. He slowly turns to you, knowing his little getaway plan, didn't work. You motioned for him to come sit on the other side of you. He walked over to the cushion next to yours, sulking down into the seat. You simply sat there, angrily staring at him until he started talking. "It wasn't my fault, that damn Deku start-" he said until he was interrupted by you, "Stop. Stop blaming it on Izu all the time. I don't care what it was about, I really need you two to get along.. You two are my best friends, I can't live without you two. So please...stop fighting.." you said while tears threatened to fall. He could see your eyes getting glossy, and he knew he really did it this time. His breath hitched as you looked away from him, turning toward Izuku. 

"Y-Y/N" Bakugo stuttered. 'I'm sorry'  He thought, of course, he would never say that out loud. So what actually came out was, "Tch I don't care, you have the damn nerd, you two are a perfect match, crybaby." (That's when he knew....he fucked up-) Your eyes widened, you were honestly surprised, you never thought he would say that to Izu let alone you aswell. Now..Now you were mad. You carefully moved Izuku off your shoulder and got up, leaving to the elevator. You were trying desperately to get out of that room before you had a mental breakdown. You stepped into the elevator as soon as it opened, and continuously pressed the button to the third floor, which is where your room was located. Once the elevator closed, you let everything out, you fell down to your knees, crying into your hand. You cried in the elevator until it came to your floor, you stumbled down the hall to your room. When you finally made it you slammed and locked the door, then continued to cry on the floor. 

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