Ratatouille (Bakugou x reader)

Chapter 1

A/N:  I think this is funny but its prob not even that funny

(its cross posted on ao3)

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Making out with your boyfriend had to be the absolute highlight of your night, maybe day. Who were you kidding? It was the highlight of your week. You and Katsuki hadn't been officially dating long and things were definitely getting more heated this time than your makeout sessions usually did.

The two of you shifted on his bed so he could pull you into his lap, he used the brief moment of space to press kisses to your jaw and neck before hungrily capturing your lips again. You had your legs bent on either side of him, supporting you as you straddled his hips. Naturally, you used the new position to grind into him a little the moan he made into your mouth only encouraging the motion. He gave your ass a gentle squeeze before trailing his warm palms down your thighs then back up to finally rest on your hips and help hold you on top of him and give him some control of your movements.

Kissing Katsuki had been a mess at first, he was brash, forceful, sloppy. It had been fun but you were thankful that, like with everything else, he learned fast and had to be the indisputable best at anything he tried. Not that you had much to compare him to but you were certain he had met that goal and had to be the best kisser in the whole world by now. Luckily he was all yours.

His plush, chapped lips still rough against yours. He was definitely the guiding force, creating the pace, but he matched your energy, knew what you liked and what you wanted. His tongue testing, his teeth nipping with just the right amount of force at just the right moments, hands going to all the right places.

You moaned as he guided your hips, pulling you impossibly closer. You dragged your hands up his back, nails kept blunt for hero work scratching against the fabric of his shirt. Even in the heat of this intimate moment, you remember he's sensitive about things around his neck so you carefully avoid doing anything that could make him uncomfortable, keeping your hands around his shoulders and only on the back of his head.

You play with the hair at the nape of his neck, when you do he groans, he's so vocal, you love it. Your other hand tangles its way into his hair, knowing he loves the feeling of your hands in his hair. You scratch at his scalp, absolutely savoring the sounds he makes when you do it.

Blame curiosity or a lack of impulse control for your next move but you fist some of the soft blonde locks and pull a little. Katsuki seemed into it based on the way his hands squeezed at the fat on your hips and how he pushed just a little more into you but a Crackle-pop and a slight pain at your sides had you pulling away from each other.

You whine a little bit at the loss of contact, dazed as you look at him, eyes half-lidded. Your arms are still wrapped around him, hands still firmly in his hair, but his eyes are wide and as the cold hits you from him quickly pulling his hands off your hips, the realization hits you.

You blink out of your stupor, eyes going wide to match his. "No way."

"Shut up!" He's looking anywhere but at you.

"Did you just?" You're grinning wildly.

"I said shut up!" he growls and moves to push you off but stops himself, pulling his hands back to his sides, leaving his palms up.

Throwing the thought of consequences out the window, you give an experimental tug to his hair. His hands light up again and he immediately shakes your hands off his head, glaring as you excitedly exclaim. "You're like from Ratatouille!"

Hands in tight fists now, he uses his forearms to knock your hands further away from his hair. "The fuck are you talking about! M'not!"

You moved your hands to rest on his chest, which he seemed content with for the moment. Despite the new revelation, you were still in a compromising position, and things had been getting, well, heated. And honestly, once you got past the surprise, the little crackle-pop feeling against your skin had felt kinda good.

"You absolutely are! That's literally exactly what happened!" You bounce a little, and he groans, making you fight back a giggle as he props his elbows onto your thighs, keeping you still as he glares at you.

He scoffs and rolls his eyes. "Let's see if that thick skull means you got thick skin too." He moves to carefully lift up your shirt over where his hands had been. The fabric isn't even charred so you doubt you have any marks.

You know he was just doing it to check if you were okay, but you couldn't help the flush that came over you. "If you wanted to get my shirt off, all you had to do was ask, pretty boy."

He froze, glancing up at you, then quickly away, red spreading from his ears, across his cheeks, down his neck.

"Shut it shitty woman or I won't share my burn cream." He delicately ran a finger over your exposed skin, making you shiver. You looked down but didn't see or feel any burns.

"I'm okay Katsuki, promise." You slide your hands over his chest to rest on his biceps and give a comforting squeeze. He looked back up at you, head still a little bowed. "Honestly, I kinda liked it. You can do it on purpose next time," you laughed.

He scrunched his nose, readjusting your shirt. "Freak."

"Your freak," you hummed in response.

"My freak." He nodded with a small soft smile (he would swear up and down was a smirk if he could see his own face) in agreement before wrapping his arms around you, pulling you close again so he could rest his head in the crook of your neck.

You rubbed soothing circles on his back, avoiding his hair. Because, as much as you wanted to play with it and maybe test the ratatouille thing again, you figured now wasn't the best time for that based on how he was acting.

It was a little while before he broke the silence, "m'sorry," he mumbled, muffled into your shoulder.

That took you by surprise, your hands froze on his back, but you quickly startup making the patterns again, not wanting to make him uncomfortable.

"It's really okay, I meant what I said." You pressed a kiss to the top of his head.

You weren't sure where this was coming from. If he was really so embarrassed about losing control. If he felt bad for possibly hurting you. Or if it was something else going on. You knew he had stuff he was dealing with, and he knew you had stuff you were dealing with. So, all you could do was be there and do your best to comfort him until he felt like talking. Unfortunately, getting Katsuki to talk about problems was always an uphill battle.

He pulled back to look you over, red studying you carefully, probably to search for any signs that you were lying or hiding pain. You just stared back. Most likely with hearts in your eyes. He was pouting and it was unfairly cute.

"Okay," he said once he found or didn't find whatever it was he was looking for.

"Do you wanna watch something?" you asked. As much as you wanted to, it didn't seem like he would want to go back to your earlier activities right now.

"I'm picking, your taste is shit."

You slowly untangle yourselves from one another so he could grab his laptop and you could settle into his side.

"Rude, ratatouille would have been the perfect choice," you snicker.

"You can go die." He glared with little to no heat in the look as he wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close so you could rest against him.

"Only if you come with." You smiled back.

He rolled his eyes but squeezed you just a little closer. "So fuckin' cheesy."

A few minutes into the show you couldn't help but say, "you know I'm going to have to tell the group about this."

Not even bothering to look away from the screen, he responded in a deadpan, "girlfriend or not you tell anyone, I will kill you."

"Surreeee." You shift to press a kiss onto his chest, letting the show play with no more interruptions.

You won't tell anyone, at least until he no longer seems embarrassed about what happened. But based on the fact that he has his hand resting in a fist on top of your arm instead of holding you like he normally would, you will definitely be bringing this up again.

A/N: I just think losing control of a quirk can be really funny so I wanted to write it, this was originally gonna be a silly lil one shot but then i wrote more so now its not

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