"i'm supposed to be the matchmaker!"
↳ bakugo x reader
4th in katsukixreader
1st in eijiro
2nd in katsukibakugo
2nd in bakugokatsuki
1st in katsuki
[started: 09/08/21]
[completed: 29/09/21]
[editing started: 04/06/24]
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y/n walked into class accompanied by yaoyorozu, ashido and jiro on the monday after the sports festival.
just don't talk to him.
mina and kyoka were quick to take their seats as there were close to the front of the class, and aizawa was already sat at his desk. while momo and y/n continued to walk.
the girl watched the floor closely, now becoming familiar with bakugo shoving his foot out to grip her up. but it never came.
she considered provoking him, but what was the point? she didn't exactly want for him to show off his golden medal.
y/n was about to sit in her usual seat when an idea came to her head. acting upon it, she snatched up momo's chair before she had a chance.
"y/n? why are you in my seat?"
"l/n, why have you changed seat?"
y/n looked back at their two questioning classmates and awkwardly smiled. "i wanted to...be closer to...mineta?"
both looked at her dumbfounded, momo tilted her head forward as if to say, that's the worst excuse i've ever heard.
but momo didn't complain and took a seat beside todoroki, just as y/n wanted. i mean my quirk is true love after all.
within that time, y/n hadn't noticed the purpled haired boy i front of her. he was looking back at her, blood dripping from his nose, blush over his cheeks and a lip between his teeth.
l/n scowled, frowning at the boy before she kicked his chair harshly, the desk winding him before he winced in pain.
"l/n." aizawa's stern voice called. "move to the front, now."
the girl huffed and gave a stubble middle finger to the small boy that had caused her to get moved. she was kind of regretting playing matchmaker for momo and shoto, but after thinking about it, she's glad she did.
he feet dragged her to the front of the class, awaiting aizawa's next orders.
"aoyama will switch with her! right aoyama?" mina suggested quickly, attempting to get the girl seated in front of her.
"no." the man replied in a monotone voice. "you will talk, i would like her seated where there are no nuisances.
the options being in front of ashido mina, denki kaminari, kyoka jiro and...
"hagakure, please will you move to the back to y/n's previous seat."
katsuki bakugo.
"you've got to be kidding me." y/n rolled her eyes, now truly regretting playing matchmaker. no love is worth my pain.
y/n looked at the boy who would be seated behind her until further notice, seeing him with a sinister smirk only made her regret her actions even more.
she practically threw her books onto the desk and sat into the chair. not wanting to even think about looking back at him. god knows what he's gonna do.
everything seemed to be going unusually well before she realised she thought too soon. y/n could feel the boy behind her lightly kicking the leg of her chair, sending small vibrations up throughout, bothering her as she tried to do some work.
she started by trying to ignore it, only making the boy kick a little faster. it hadn't taken him long to push her over the edge, her neck now snapping towards him.
"will you stop it!" she whispered angrily, frowning harshly at the boy.
his red eyes met her and he didn't speak a word, only chuckling quietly before looking back down at his work.
"right class, we will be moving on to internships...during the sports festival, the pros were scouting, hoping to recruit you for a short period of time, to train you, and give you a feel of what it's like to be a pro hero."
