Feroz Amor (Bakugo x reader)

Chapter 50 -"..poner una putiza!"

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Laying on the couch out in the commons, my head rested on the shoulder arm of the sofa and a leg above the head of the couch. I closed my eyes and listened to the music playing, coming from my phone that sat on the coffee table.

My foot and hand jammed to the sound of the music.

It's been days since Bakugou and Izuku punishment ended, and since then I've been trying to accept my fate. Whatever landed on me, I'd accept it with open hands. My emotions were going to be set free. I know it wasn't the smartest idea, but I hope it'll help me cope with future events.

"Everyone Today a news reporter will come by to feature you all in the newspaper." I heard Aizawa say between the sounds of my music. I gave no interest and continued to lie down. "Don't get too excited. This article is supposed to be about how the students are doing in the dorms. So don't do anything reckless and behave."

"Mr. Aizawa, there is no need for them to control themself. I want to report on the students' natural state." I opened one eye and saw the reporter that will be making his lousy article for us. "I'll be here from 8am to 6pm." Letting out a long sigh, I spun around and faced the sofa cushion.

The music stopped. "Y/n get up." Standing presumably right next to me, Aizawa spoke.

"Nel ya me acomode~" His scarf lifts my body, and I am then made to stand in the file line with everyone else.

"Hello, everyone, I'm Tokuda, a reporter. Thanks for having me. Just be sure to be your natural self and I might come over and ask some questions, so I'll be counting on you all."

I departed from the group and headed to the kitchen where a mess of dishes were scattered across the counters and missed pieces of napkin laid beside the trash can.

"No pues quien vive aquí? unos héroes o unos marrrrranos!" I shift my eyes from the mess to them. "Un pinche marrano es más limpio que ustedes!" They stare wide-eyed open by the sudden tone. Iida comes forward and chops his arm up and down.

"Y/n have some respect there is a reporter here."

"Respect?" I mockingly laugh. "Nose pa que teines lentes. Can't you see the mess?! In my contract it specifically said 'maintain. clean. environment.'" I spark the 't' of ' environment. "So, either someone cleans it or in no time we will have more than just pests like you in here." There was silence and soon Denki ran to the kitchen and put an apron on heading for the dishes.

"Anything for you! Y/n!~"

Others then followed Denki into the kitchen. I walk towards the sofa and utter underneath my breath "dime quien tiene visita y los dejan pasar con este cochinero~" I plop down the sofa, my arms intertwining behind my head.

"You must be Mondragon Y/n the transfer student from Mexico."

"La mismisima~"

"You know I really love your stamina in battle and in general. I wish to learn more about you."

I smile at the man that stood beside the sofa "cobro 6000 pesos por visita de admiradores. Just drop the questions but according to you it's only on 'dorm habitat' no personal questions."