Paralyze |Bakugou Katsuki x Male!Reader|

➫Special Chapter; The Kiss

[Katsuki's Point of View]

I walked back into my house when that hag called me. She was talking with my old man and I just ignored them, going up to my bedroom.

Well, now I had to pack my things, just so I have everything ready to go for U.A.'s new dorm.

And that's what I did.

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I finished unpacking and getting my room somewhat done, and I let out a sigh, thinking about what should I do now. For the moment I just stepped out, went in the elevator and down to the common room, headed to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water.

After I drank my water I saw the rest of the class gathering around the couches, so I just washed the cup and dried it before putting it back where it belongs.

Shitty hair was sitting on one of the couches, so I silently started heading his way, but on my way to him I saw (M/n), walking down the stairs. In an instant, my body trembled with an unknown feeling, like a shiver, and when I looked down at my arms I noticed I had goosebumps.

Frowning, I rubbed my arms with my hands slightly, finally getting shitty hair's attention, "Oh, Bakugou!" He turned his head towards me and I groaned at him, standing behind him, "Are you cold or something?"

His eyes were looking down to my arms and the same feeling from before came back, but I just ignored it, bending down to his ear.

"No, asshole," he looked at me confused, but I didn't bother apologizing, "I'm going to bed, don't bother me," I whispered harshly and stood straight.

My eyes went directly towards (M/n), who was talking with Racoon eyes, but those (e/c) eyes of his were looking right at me. Raccoon eyes seemed to smile at him and then she walked away.

He staring at me like that made my breath hitch and a tingly-like feeling fluttered in my chest, right where my heart was.

Again with this fucking thing? I've felt it before, many times.

The first time was when (M/n) slept at my house. He might not know it, but I was awake when he made me hug that damn pillow so he could get up, his chest was soft and cuddly, that was the only reason why I didn't push him out of my bed in the first place.

Despite how nervous I suddenly felt, I took a deep breath and went to him, stood by his side and leaned into his ear, "Come to my room later. I wanna talk to you." My voice was soft when I whispered it to him, and it made me internally cringe.

Why do I behave so calmly and softly with this idiot?

He hummed a 'Yes', the deep noise made my body tremble slightly, and to avoid him seeing my blushing face I walked to the elevator, keeping my head down.

I pressed the button to the fourth floor and when the door closed, my back pressed against the wall behind me and I slid down to the floor.

My face was burning and my heart was beating rapidly, making me clench my jaw and cover my face with my hands.

When the door opened I hurried to get up and walk out, still keeping my sight down. I didn't realize I had stopped in front of (M/n)'s door.

Something about his last name on the plate outside his room made me flinch and I went into my bedroom, which was right next to his.

I plopped face-first into my mattress and I took a few deep breaths in, but my mind replayed all those times when my heart raced at (M/n)'s actions.

The time when he pinned me down on my bed, freed me and then tickled me. Hearing his genuine laugh made my heart flutter uncontrollably.