You fully expected the Bakugos' guest bedroom to be uncomfortable and small, but it was warm, welcoming, and large like the rest of the house. The sheets had black squares decorated on the white fabric.
You slipped off your shoes and riffled through the closets, but there was nothing in there except a black coat.
You crept across the hardwood floors down the hallway, and opened the room which had a plaque reading Mitsuki Bakugou. She was sitting cross legged on her bed watching a movie, clad in a loose pink tank top and cotton shorts.
"Hello, (Y/n)! Is there something you need?" She paused the movie.
"Uh, yeah....a change of clothes? If it's okay, I'd like to take a shower."
She smiled. "Katsuki has something around your size, I'm sure."
3rd person POV
The (e/c)-eyed female smiled back. "Ah, thank you, Mitsuki-san!" She left the room and walked down the hall to a door with a sign taped to it reading DONT ENTER and directly above it, a plaque saying BAKUOGO.
She jiggled the doorknob, knocked twice, and then opened the door, stepping into the frame.
Bakugo Katsuki sat on his bed, drinking cans of Pepsi and fiddling with his phone, earbuds in. When he saw you his eyes flickered up. You could faintly hear heavy metal blaring from his AirPods when he removed them.
"What do you want?" He bit out.
She let out a breathy chuckle. "I need something to wear to sleep."
He rolled his eyes and pointed behind the door. "Take that shirt in the frame. It should be like a nightgown for your 5"3 ass."
2nd person POV
You glared at him and looked behind the door to see a shirt with words printed on the front in big block bold letters:
PROPERTY OF KATSUKI BAKUGO
You looked back at him and smirked. "Yeah, no fucking way. Got anything else?"
And then you saw.
You laughed as you saw him trying to hide the bulge in his pants.
"I-it's not what it looks like!" He yelled, hisi face flushed.
You stepped into the room, closing the door behind you.
"Let me help you with that."
Warning: Smut ahead 🍋
His face was the shade of his eyes as he tried to find his words. "What?"
You had no clue what you were doing. But you wanted this.
You walked closer to him, and saw that his pupils were almost filling his irises with the black of his pupils. You reached down and cupped his face, smirking.
"I'll go and put the shirt on before I help you. I'm sure you'll love it, Katsuki."
He made a low guttural sound and squeezed his thighs together. "Lock my door."
You walked back to the door, wiggling your ass as you went. You flipped the lock, reached down, picked the shirt up, and put it on.
"Come here," He demanded. He tore his earbuds out and patted his lap.
(Play 'freaks' by doja cat now)
You smirked and went towards him. He lied back on the bed, placing his hands around your hips and groaning as you sat on his erection.
