Rivals (k.Bakugou x Reader)

-28- Dinner at the Bakugous

I stood in front of the Bakugou residence with Mitsuki's groceries in my hand. This place is huge! I thought to myself.

"Y/n, come in dear." I hear the gentle woman's voice.

I snapped out of my trance and followed the blonde inside where I see a big open floor plan and pictures on the walls, some of places they've visited and some of little Bakugou.

Even the inside is beautiful oh my god!

I slip off my shoes at the door, stilling eyeing the photos. "Mrs. Bakugou... this place is amazing... I have to ask, what do you do for a living?" I say, following her to the kitchen.

"Oh I appreciate that honey... my husband and I are both fashion designers, we've been all over the place." She says, letting out a quick chuckle.

We placed the bags down on the countertop and I began to pull ingredients out before she stopped me, abruptly.

"No no no! You're not here to do manual labor. Just go wait in the living space until Katsuki gets here okay love? I'll be sure to let you know when dinner is ready." She smiles.

"A-Are you sure... I really don't mind helping... I mean, I can't cook but-"

"NO BUTS! I want you to enjoy your stay here tonight!! Just relax." She really knew how to win an argument, I'll give her that. Mitsuki was a firm but soft woman, I loved that about her. She reminded me so much of Bakugou, it was mind bending.

I made my way into the living room and stood at the doorway, eyeballing the couches and chairs.

Is it like... okay to even sit on these beautiful pieces of furniture?! What if they are just for show... ugh ya know what, maybe I'll just go find the bathroom first.

I walked down the hall and it led me to a staircase. This feels invading... maybe I should just go ask where the bathroom is... no she's busy... it's fine just go.

I began to walk up the steps slowly, holding onto the railing beside them. The second floor was much smaller than the first but I suppose that's because this floor mainly consisted of small bedrooms.

I continued to walk down the wide hall until I came to the first room, the door was cracked and had a familiar scent to it. I smell sugar and fire.

I gently pushed open the door to a dark room that was only lit by the setting sun outside. It had a desk and dresser on one side of the room and a big bed in the middle. This was definitely not the bathroom but I couldn't bring myself to walk away. Something about this room brought a sense of comfort to me and I wasn't sure why.

I stepped inside and examined the frames on the walls and the decor on the shelves. There were three frames above the bed, each holding a medal. The first frame held a gold medal and had a small font on the bottom that read, "Bakugou Katsuki. First year sports festival: First place"

This was Bakugous room? Why does it make me feel so... at home?

The next two frames held a silver and then another gold medal, I couldn't help but feel proud of him for these achievements. I couldn't attend the UA sports festivals during high school because my Sensei refused to let us. He said it would only distract us from becoming the best.

I think watching it would have helped us grow into better heros honestly. I wanted to know about the UA students and how they were always so amazing.

I never expected UA to reach out to me but I'm forever grateful they did. My life wouldn't be the same If had stayed at Shiketsu... I would have never met-