Stupid Bunny. (Bakugo's Demise.)

✨Chapter 69✨

You were in the process of scooping ice cream into your mouth after having finished all the popcorn.
Between Katsuki's legs, again. While he played with your hair.
Which, he'd done countless times.
Yet hasn't precisely focused on it.
"Why the fuck is your hair so soft?" He said it as if it was supposed to be derogatory.
You shrugged. "I dunno, but your hair is soft too."
"Why do we both have soft hair?" He wondered. Perhaps a match made in heaven.
"You have soft hands." You said, despite the defined roughness. "-And lips."
The corners of your mouth upturned to a smile thinking of them.. and the absolute joy in being able to kiss them.

He blushed, making sure all your hair was out of the way of your neck before going to kiss it.
It caught you a little by surprise, yet you weren't about to make this sexually feeling thing sexual.
Of course not.

"Is the back of your neck the most sensitive?" He begged.

You pondered, still licking your spoon of ice cream. It all felt good to you, but as he kissed there it was apparent.
"Oh- yes-"
"That feels very nonsexual."

He snickered. "Yeah, it's not sexual."

"Mm-mm, not at all."
Maybe, just maybe, you were more encapsulated with your ice cream then the various times he pressed his lips to the skin on your neck.

"I can't even believe you'd think," he got cut off by a kiss, "This would be sexual?"

Maybe a little, yet you tried to reason. "I mean, it doesn't have to be."
"Neck kissing is very stigmatized, Katsuki."
He hummed, "That's true."
"..But it gets you wet, doesn't it?"
Welp, there that heat comes knocking.
As if it hadn't been, but he was right.
It was an immediate reaction.

You shuffled in place a bit, shyly responding with, "Yes... Maybe.."

But it's not sexual. This? No way.

I don't know how long that idea lasted, because Katsuki soon bit down on your neck. Not hard, but enough to elicit a shameful moan from you.

"Kat... I'm trying to not make this sexual, but it's feeling kind of sexual-"

He thought that was the absolute funniest thing in the entire world.
How dare he pull such a 180 on you?
Honestly, he'd just let you keep doing that.

"It's not sexual." He insisted, continuing with the gentle pecks.

"This is not at all a sexual gesture?"
You questioned, just to be sure.

"Nah, I'm being friendly."

You know who was feeling even friendlier than Katsuki? His mother.

"SEX! YOU'RE HAVING SEX!" She pointed her finger at the two of you...
You, between Katsuki's legs..  eating ice cream.
In a onesie, still.
Even more important, you two had been sitting in bed for nearly four hours?

Katsuki jumped, head up upon her entrance.
"YOU OLD HAG, WHAT IF WE ACTUALLY WERE?"

She crossed her arms, "Well then you would have been caught."

"But this-" she circled her finger, "That's so cute, what are you two up too?"

"Romance." You stated simply.

As badly as Katsuki wanted to get out of his mother's sights being intimate with you, he stayed placed. Just couldn't bring himself to push you away.

"Romance dramas." He finished, bothered you just left off on that.

"Ooh, romance dramas."
"Well, that's all well and good."
She checked her watch, being sure she wasn't late.
"I'm home early to take (Y/n) to her appointment."

You were immediately confused by this news. "My... Appointment? Like therapy?"

She nodded, "Oh yes, make sure your ready."

Katsuki was so fucking out of it at that. Why was it such an odd idea?
At that, his mom was gone and down the hallway.
You were shuffling out of place to get on the floor.
And..  he was left cold... Alone..

"What the fuck?" He hissed at you.

You were setting the tub of ice cream on his nightstand and digging right in for you clothes.
"Why did you move?" Still, he remained the least bit pleased.
As if he didn't even hear her say you had somewhere to be... And you weren't about to waste people's time.
Cause fuck that.

"Appointment. Will you come?"
You were digging through your bag for an easy outfit.
He didn't know about that one. "Probably not." Obviously, he wasn't about to sugarcoat it.

Your heart began to race, though not in an intolerable pace. Still, your stomach was dropping.
Parted from Katsuki? How will you ever live? What if something bad happened?
You were trying to steady your breath, knowing it wasn't such a big deal..  yet your brain was telling you it's an immediate physical threat. After you'd been silent for far too long, he spoke up again, "You okay?"

You nodded, not wanting to go into the fact your departure was causing you to nearly hyperventilate.. talk about an issue.
You also didn't want to guilt trip him into going.. so the best bet was is to just hide it.

"I don't really know what to wear.."
As you spoke, you'd found a outfit you'd be comfortable in.
"Oop, nevermind."

°°°

With a kiss and a hug goodbye, you were set for the road. Sitting next to Mitsuki, of which you were mildly unfamiliar with.
The change of surrounding had you nervous, not to mention about to meet a new person.
Either way, you tried not to be awkward... But it was hard.

"So... Are you super excited?" She was only joking, almost monotone in her asking.

You tittered, "Oh yeah."

"You know, the first time I went to therapy was an enlightening experience."

How else would it go? What if it was an absolutely horrible expierence for you?
So many questions with little to no time.

"It sounds scary." You said honestly, afraid out of your fucking balls.

Mitsuki smiled, "Well I made sure the lady your meeting with isn't a total cunt."
You were not expecting that word to fly out of her mouth so unapologetically.
You found yourself giggling.

"Therapy also means medication!"
The sentence sounded more hysterical rather than genuine as she smiled at the road.

"Aw, man, I cannot wait to be hopped up on happy drugs."