Enemies to Friends with Benefits
===== (Y/N's P.O.V)
Like clockwork, as I walked through the hall, I was shoved against the lockers. I grumbled to myself, continuing down the hall and turning the corner to Mr. Aizawa's classroom. A laugh followed me,
"Got something to say, Dumbass?!" I glanced back, continuing the walk to class. My backpack suddenly gave me some resistance, snapping me back against the lockers to my right. I groaned, Bakugo's smug grin blocking my view. I sighed,
"God dammit, Bakugo. For once, can you please just leave me alone? I don't get this innate need to demolish me. What've I even done to you?" Bakugo scoffed, leaning in close,
"What makes you think that I'm going to explain myself to you?" He pushed his palm against my face, smashing my head back against the lockers. I cried out, holding my head,
"Jesus fuck! Ow!" I smacked his hand off of me, shoving him back,
"Just leave me alone, Bakugo! Why me?! Why can't you just stick to picking on Deku?!" Bakugo's hand returned to my face, this time cupping my chin,
"Because fucking with that nerd is no fun..." His eyes dragged from my face to down my body, pausing at my hips. His tongue swiped across his bottom lip before he looked back up, leaning even closer,
"...But you..." He chuckled, whispering in my ear,
"...Fucking with you is so... much... fun." I could feel his lips brushing the shell of my ear. I shuddered, pulling on his hand,
"What the hell are you doing? Get off of me." He stood his ground, squeezing my face,
"Or what?" He started squeezing harder, digging his fingers into my jaw. I grunted, whining in pain,
"Bakugo, please." He pressed his body against mine, blocking me in,
"Ooh, you know I love when you beg." I glared up at him,
"Is that what you want then? For me to beg you to stop every time?" He smirked, shrugging,
"Well if you just give me what I want..." He stepped away from me, still squeezing my jaw,
"It takes all the fun out of it." He chuckled again, forcefully releasing me, causing my head to recoil into the lockers once again. I winced in pain, watching him saunter off,
"Jesus Christ."
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After weeks of Bakugo getting a little too close or grabbing my face too hard or saying something a little too sexual, I couldn't take it anymore. I didn't like it but I didn't feel the authority in me to tell him to stop. I was stressed out, what with school and having to find some way to avoid Bakugo. It was working, for a while, but I couldn't just keep away from him forever,
"I can try dammit." That night was just like any other night. I was, once again, walking and minding my business. It was late, 12 am probably, and all I wanted was a snack. I was still groggy and rubbing my eyes when my back was pressed against one of the cold walls. I knew the way Bakugo's body felt against mine without even having to see him. I groaned, pushing against him,
"Get off. Please. Leave me alone. I just want a snack." He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with one hand,
"I can be your snack." I could hear the smirk on his face,
"What the fuck? " When my eyes adjusted, I stared him right in the eyes,
"Let me go." His smirked widened into a smile,
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