Katsuki Bakugo X Reader: Volume 2

Chapter 1: Ground Zero

Bakugo walks into his office space after another long day patrolling the streets of Japan. The ash-blonde slumped down on his chair as he relaxed his tired legs from the ongoing commitment of walking every street and sidewalk alike on this typical day. The hero laid his head back on the chair before subconsciously closing his eyes as he started to doze off briefly. A buzzer rang off his phone, untimely ruining his sense of peace. Then, Katsuki grabbed his phone and glared at the screen when a slight irritation grew from within his body.

Random: Hey, Baby! I had lots of fun last night! Let's hook up tonight. 😘

The ash-blonde read the text message before he flopped his head back once more, "damn fucking extra," the words whispered out of his lips as he took in a big deep breath and exhaled the oxygen out of his lungs. "I fucking can't deal with these bitches."

"Stressed out, boss?" A voice emerged across the room when Katsuki heard the assistant speak from the door. Their body rested along the door frames, and their arms were crossed along their chest.

"What the hell do you think, dumbass?" Katsuki tossed his phone on his table, smacking pile-works of paper organized on his desk space. The assistant entered the hero's domain and sat by the nearest seat available.

"Looks like you need to lay off those hoes. Maybe, you would be less stressed. Don't you think?" The assistant came off nonchalantly as the hero displayed an irritable look to his demeanor.

I don't think I pay your ass to think or dabble in my life, Bakugo thought to himself. However, he lets it slide because the intern's behavior reminds him of someone he used to know. Someone who isn't afraid to speak up to him, someone who isn't afraid to say it like it is.

"Don't push your luck, Damnit!" Bakugo spat back at them before straightening up in his chair as he arranged the files in the designated space. "Whatchu got for me?" He readjusted within his seat, waiting for the daily report about the Hero Society.

The assistant sat back in their seat before pulling out their iPad to deliver the ash-blonde with exciting news. "My sources say that the World Heroes Association has dispatched a couple of American Heroes to Japan to aid with the crimes within the region. However, the names haven't been publicized. Only a select few know the chosen heroes."

"Why the fuck are they sending more heroes when the damn country has heroes here!" Katsuki aggressively conveyed this to the assistant. He wasn't targeting his anger at them, but he could not still manage his tone here and there.

"Your guess is as good as mine. Maybe the WHA needs distinctive and differentia quirk-users to fight against the fiends. Who knows. Maybe Japan needs help against Shigaraki and All For One." The assistant slouched as they relaxed their head along the palm of their non-dominant hand.

"Do we know who the select few are? Maybe Star and Stripe, Captain Celebrity, Elecplant, or whatever" Bakugo sat back as he rested his head behind his hands.

"No, sir. I guess it needs to know basis, and you are not in the inner circle." The assistant chuckled to themselves as they had no remorse for suppressing their response.

"Tch! You think you're a smart ass? Get out of my office, dumbass!" Bakugo displayed a bothersome gaze.

"Ohh... you got me there." They paused for a moment before getting up from their seat. "Yea, yea, boss!" As they made their way to the door, they rotated around briefly and gazed into the hero's eyes, "by the way, 'Ground Zero' is needed downtown. A huge energy source is targeted within the inner city. A villain accumulating that massive power might be using the quirk-enhancing drug, 'trigger.' Duty calls, sir."

"Of course, it is, as I fuckin left that place," the hero whispered to himself. "These damn villains don't know when to quit."

"Every villain has a motive or an objective. Maybe if you did your assignment, you wouldn't need to go back, hmm." The assistant persisted in laughing as they closed the office door.