One-shots

Pinned {Katsuki Bakugou x Y/n(nb!)}

1st person. (Y/n)'s Pov

(Warning: it gets a lil steamy)

My feet carried me through the halls of the 1A dorms, tears threatening to fall any second now as I placed a hand over my mouth to contain shaky breaths. I knew it wouldn't happen, it was obvious. Plain as fucking day. My hair cast a shadow over my face as I came to a stop in front of the dorm belonging to the explosive Bakugou. But that doesn't make it any less painful I suppose. We had known each other long before coming to U.A, however he refused to call us friends at the time I knew we were and still are. 

What if he's already hanging out with Kirishima or Kaminari? He's probably busy with homework if not. I hesitantly held up a closed fist to knock on his door and paused. But they care, right? They'd understand right?  Steadying my breath I lowered the hand over my mouth and let out a slow exhale before letting my knuckles tap on his door. My ears picked up on movement from inside but minimal so it was probably just him. 

"What the hell do you-" the blonde started as he swung his door open, however upon seeing my obvious emotional state he softened his voice, "...want..?" 

"C-can I come in?" I stuttered somewhat shakily, after a brief moment he nodded and pulled me in into his room before closing his door. Rubbing my face I stumbled over to sit on his bed as the blond turned to face me. 

"Spill," he demanded as I sniffled, "what the fucks going on?" My hands rested in my lap as I sat crisscross, I looked at my hands as they fidgeted.  

"Well, um..." a lump formed in my throat as I attempted to speak, "I-I was rejected, she said she was straight so she couldn't possibly date me. But I'm not a girl, she knows I'm non-binary," my jaw clenched after I stopped speaking  and sucked in air through my teeth. Why can't more people understand that? It was a minute before Bakugou said anything which sort of made me nervous, I'm not used to a quiet Bakugou. 

"If that extra doesn't like you for you then she's not worth your time," and with that the tears started to fall as I bowed my head. Deep down I already knew that but just hearing someone else say it made it seem all that more true, "and if she doesn't it's her loss." My head snapped up at his added comment. 

"You really mean that!?" He was standing by me with a pillow now in hand, it was a plain black color. 

"Do I look like a liar to you Dumbass?" The blond snarked and threw the pillow at me with a bit of added force, I didn't quite catch it so on contact I made a small 'oof' sound to his hidden amusement. But once I had the pillow in hand my arms wrapped around it, they needed something to cling to and he possibly picked up on that by my fidgeting. Or he was just being Bakugou, who knows.  

"True, true," I mumbled before resting my head on the pillow, "thank you." 

"Whatever." We fell into silence again, something he often tends to do when not being provoked by his classmates (which is the majority of the time unfortunately). I heaved a small sigh before burying my face into the pillow, emotions suuuuuck! The sweet scent of nitroglycerin invaded my nose, a smell similar to caramel. "Was there a reason you came here?" I looked up, a stray tear sliding down my cheek.

"Hm?"   

"Couldn't you have gone to shitty Deku or Pink-Cheeks instead?" For a moment I blinked at him again, trying to think of a lie. 

"They were both busy," the truth was that- as stupid as it seems, hanging around the explosive boy almost always brightens my mood. The only response Bakugou gave was a grunt while I rubbed my face again, picking at a small patch of skin by my chin because ✨acne✨. Sneaking a glance over at the boy I couldn't read his expression, it was one of deep thought as he went to sit in his chair by his desk. Unfolding my legs I was about to slip off the bed when he spoke again.