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Bakugou x fem!reader

breaking point 

Written by: doinmybesthere

on a routine mission, you and bakugou are trapped under a falling building. it leads to some, stunning revelations. pro hero reader and pro hero bakugou, mid twenties.

a/n: smut, praise, degredation, daddy kink, love, infidelity, reader is kirishima's GF, unprotected sex, hurt, angst, comfort. 

Bakugou: you have to tell her. Today.

Kirishima: it was an accident!

Bakugou: did you trip and fall into your exes pussy?

Kirishima: fuck, dude you're supposed to be on my side.

Bakugou: I'm right. And you know it. You tell her today.

Kirishima: she's gonna hate me.

Kirishima: do you think I could convince her to not dump me?

Bakugou: yeah, I think you could.

Bakugou follows you into the lower level of the parking garage, keeping a few steps behind you, glancing over his shoulder, frowning in the darkness as his phone beeps. He glances at it.

Kirishima: god that would be amazing

Kirishima: she gives soul sucking head, man

Bakugou: you've mentioned.

"Stop." You say quickly. "Don't move." For anyone else, Bakugou might have instinctively waved his arms, or jumped as high and landed as hard as he could, but for you, and only for you he grunts, and waits for whatever you're sensing. He watches as you activate your quirk, glowing softly and lifting a few feet in the air, closing your eyes as he feels you search the area.

"We alone?" He asks after a long moment.

"We are," you breathe, disbelief coloring your voice, "Somethings," you pause, "Something's wrong." Bakugou's tongue swipes over his lower lip as he thinks.

"We followed 'em here," He growls eventually, "We're in enemy territory for sure, but ya don't usually spook like this." He watches you realize it at the same time that it happens, your eyes shoot open and your lips part, to speak to give him the information that he's already gathering as the garage collapses around you. He moves a millisecond faster than the falling debris, tackling you out of the way of a huge slab of concrete, as the building falls. All you can do is cling to him as he expertly navigates the disaster zone, leaping and diving out of the way of falling cars, taking his free hand and blowing a gigantic mini van to smithereens, his other arm locked on your waist as he dives out of the way of a collapsing column. You both hit the ground and slide across the ground, Bakugou shielding your body with his own as there are more loud crashes. Neither of you moves until the deafening crashes quiet, the air filled with dust. Your arms are wrapped around his neck, and when his heart rate calms a little, he can feel your face pressed to his skin.

"Are you alright?" You whisper. Bakugou wiggles a little in the darkness, feeling each of his limbs, testing the joints.

"M'alright." He says in a low growl, lifting his head and looking around. You're in a little cavern, pressed against tilted pavement, heads higher than your feet, less than 10 inches of clearance between you and the car engine above your heads, not enough room for Bakugou to lay on his side. "You ok?"