Thicker than Blood (Bakugouxfemalereader)

Outting of Uncertainties

The next day was a free day. Everyone was told to lay low and not to cause any commotions. I sat down at the bar in front of Kirogiri. "Good morning." I said grogily. "Good morning Blood. Would you like some breakfast?" I nodded sleepily. He chuckled. "And some coffee apparently. Cold brew or hot this morning?" I smiled at him as I rested a head on my hand. "Cold brew please. Dabi slept with me last night and I need to cool down from that." He nodded and after a few moments he set a cup of iced coffee in front of me complete with carmel drizzle and whip cream. I inhaled the sweet scent from the sticky carmel that I loved. I sipped on it as Kirogiri made me a quick breakfast of scrabbled eggs with cheese and some toast. I was eatting when Himiko bound into the room. "B, lets go shopping today. I want to find new dresses for us." I looked up from my breakfast. "What for? Did we have plans to go out tonight or something?" She nodded gleefully. "Yeah, I want to go out clubbing tonight. We don't have anything going on and we haven't done anything fun lately. Come with me." She begged and I chuckled. "Alright let me finish breakfast then we can go." She bounced around before leaving to assume to get ready herself. I finished stuffing my face. "Be careful Blood. We caused quite a commotion yesturday. Make sure she doesn't get to out of control. Call me if you need me alright?" I rolled my eyes at him. "Don't worry MamaGiri, I'll look out for her." He groaned at the nickname making me laugh as I ran to my room.

Luckily when I got back to my room, Dabi had already left. I went to my closet and grabbed a pair of light jeans that had rips down them. I grabbed for a orange croptop with long sleeves. I then reached for my white vans before placing them on my bed.  I went to the bathroom and ran a brush through my long hair. I didn't like cutting it so it was currently long enough to touch my butt. I ran some product through the strands before scrunching it a bit with my fingers. Soft waves formed around my face and I smiled. I grabbed for my makeup. I quickly applied a light layer. Knowing that it would have to be heavier for the club tonight. I added a bit of mascara and eyeliner before leaving the bathroom. I was just finishing with my shoes when Himiko burst through the door. She sported a more trendy look with black jeans, a blue blouse, and cardigen. The biggest change is the temperary dye she always wore in her hair when she went out. Today's color seemed to be a deep purple. She even had her hair down instead of up in buns today.  "Come on B! Lets get going!" I giggled as I reached for my backpack that held my costume and weapons just in case. It also had money and fake I.D's in it if the need ever arose that I needed them.

We grabbed a set of keys from Mamagiri before we ran together to the garage. The small black sudan wasn't anything special, but it was reliable and would get us where we needed to go inconspicuously. We made it to the mall by about 10:30. We happily went from store to store. Picking up items and trying them on even if we would never wear them in a million years, but it was fun and silly. By lunch we stopped for Boba and an amazing club sandwich. I actually loved days like this. Days like this had been far and between for me so I treasured these days. I almost forgot that I was a villian and was just a normal girl at the mall with a friend. After a whole day in the mall, we finally found a new outfit for tonight for both of us and I even picked up some merch. Ok it may or may not have been hero merch, but I had a bit of a guilty pleasure with their sweatshirts. I had at least one for the top heroes stashed deep in my closet and at least three different styles of Ground Zero themed underwear.  The designs were sutle and if you didn't pay attention to the design itself you wouldn't know the deference from the rest of my undergarments.

By the time we got back to the compound the sun was begining to set. We dumped our bags onto my bed before she lead me to the bathroom. She made me sit down on the toilet seat before she reached for my makeup. She touched up my foundation before she began to paint my face like the artist she was. Before long she was done and I took a look in the mirror. She had contoured my cheekbones to make them look sharper and gave my eyes a smokey finish with dark black wings with eyeliner. The makeup made my eyes pop almost unnaturally. She finished with a medium shade of red lip liner and lipstick. I awed at her work as she began on herself. I dug out my curling iron. I section her hair hair as it heated up. I began to curl her  naturally straight hair. When I was done I ran my fingers through it before pinning a few strands away from her face. She loved it of course.