𝗠𝗬 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 ⌗ 𝗄. 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈

𝖲𝖠𝖭𝖩𝖴𝖴𝖲𝖧𝖨𝖢𝖧𝖨 ༾༾

𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘
𝗌𝗓𝖺

WARNING: arousal will be partially mentioned in this chapter, proceed with caution.
Level:   ❚ ❚ -   -  -

                                    𖩩 : "bitch boy," Bakugo turned to Y/n in annoyance, glaring in response to the name. Y/n stepped towards him, "You idiot," Bakugo scoffed at her insult, "You're the-" Y/n interrupted him by placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't touch me," he smacked her hand away with a growl which made her annoyed, "Let me heal you," he backed up in attempts to put some distance between the two, "I don't need your stupid quirk to help me." Y/n huffed as she stepped closer to him, "Can you set aside your stupid pride for a fucking minute and let me help you!"

The blonde took one more step back which caused him to fall back onto his bed, he winced on impact as he landed on his bruises.

"See, you do need my help," Y/n said with a sigh, Bakugo lifted the upper half of his body up as he glared at her, "I'll be fine leave me alone!"

Y/n narrowed her eyes at him before rolling her eyes, she was growing tired of his attitude. The blonde watched as she inched closer to him, "What the fuck are you doing back up!" He growled.

She sat on the male's lower half, wrapping her legs around his waist in order to keep him still, "Get off!" Bakugo felt his ears begin to heat up at her unexpected actions. "You just had to make this harder than it had to be," Y/n mumbled as she placed her hands on his chest.

Bakugo growled as he faced away from the girl, luckily he had turned the lights off before all of this took place which meant that she wasn't able to see his flushed face at the moment. Y/n finished healing his wounds before loosening her grip on him.

"Feel better now bitch boy," Y/n adjusted her position after loosening her grip on him——but something felt odd. "Fuck," she rose a brow at the blonde, there wasn't much lighting in the room but she could somewhat make out his current expression through the darkness.

His flushed face might've been easier to hide but some other things were harder to hide. Y/n started to feel something grow behind her, she didn't know what it was do to how poor the lighting was in the room so she decided to use her hand to guide her.

"Wait you idiot don't-" Bakugo's sentence was soon cut short by a low grunt, to Y/n this grunt was different. The sound of it made her heart skip a beat as her own breath slightly hitched.

Y/n moved her hand from where it was before and unconsciously shifted back causing the thing to shift from her action, this seemed to also affect Bakugo because once she moved his breath had hitched ever so slightly. "Bakugo?" Y/n managed to utter out, she now had an idea as to what it was she touched before and Bakugo's reaction just made it obvious.

Bakugo felt his entire body begin to heat up, it took everything he had to keep his self control, "Idiot, just get off already," he growled through clenched teeth as he attempted to sound normal. Before Y/n could say something, a sudden sound caught their attention. Their attention now turned to the object that had managed to slip out of the girl's pocket.

The blonde was caught off guard by the sight of it, what he saw in the sink hours before was apart of a pack he had noticed was stuffed into her pocket. He wanted to laugh hysterically but at the moment all he could let out was a chuckle, "Why did you bring those to a park?" His gaze shifted from the pack to the girl on top of him who was clearly embarrassed now.

"Shut up, there's a perfectly good explanation for that," Y/n grumbled, her gaze shifted from the side towards the blonde. The look he had, made her feel a certain way. From his flushed face that he tried to cover up with his annoyed expression and his half lidded gaze, it was causing her body to slowly react in return.

She took a breather before covering her embarrassed expression with a small smirk, "What's with that look bitch boy," Bakugo glared at the girl as he saw her smirk widen. "Didn't I tell you to get off," he uttered out, Y/n slowly snaked her arms around his neck loosely as she inched closer to his ear.

"Do you honestly want me to get off?" She whispered making the male's heart skip a beat, he lowly growled—- at the moment he knew he didn't want her to stop now.

"You'll regret not getting off, so I'll give you this last chance to do it before I make you get off myself," Y/n chuckled at his threat, "Oh? Well I'll take that as a challenge."

"It's not a challenge, I just know you won't last if you don't get off," Y/n didn't know as to what the feeling she had growing inside her was, but all she knew is that it was hard to hold back any longer. She slipped a hand under Bakugo's chin as she pulled him closer to her.

"Then—"

"this is our new bet," she whispered as she closed the gap between their lips catching the boy off guard, but before anything else could happen he felt a little off. "Bakugo," the said male furrowed his brows at the sound of the voice in his head , "Bakugo," the voice sounded too familiar, but what confused him was the person the voice had sounded like.

"Get up!"

The blonde shot his ruby eyes open only to be met by e/c ones.

"To think you wanted to handle it on your own, you blacked out by just landing on those bruises," the girl sighed as she sat on the chair behind her. Bakugo was confused, he was questioning if he was still in a dream.

"What's with the look? Get out already I'm tired. I already healed your bruises so you're not my problem anymore," Y/n said as she crossed her arms over her chest, Bakugo glared at her as he got up from his bed, "You're kicking me out of my own room? That's laughable."

Y/n had enough of his presence and decided to take things into her own hands, "Alright," she pushed the blonde towards the door before opening it and kicking him out along with his pillow and blanket.

"See you in the morning or whatever," She said before closing the door in front of him and locking it. Bakugo growled as he muttered curses on his way down to the couch, "To think I had a dream like that about you, makes me more aggravated than anything," he grumbled as he slammed the pillow on the couch and laid down.

But what made him much more ticked off was the fact that in his dream —- he had succumbed to her touch voluntarily.