bowser bakugou x reader x wet bowser

ending 2: wet bowser *ೃ༄

"wet bowser, would you mind staying over tonight?"

"no problem," he replied, "i'll stay as long as you need."

***

a few months had passed by, and despite the fact wet bowser was only planning to stay for one night, he had ended up staying for many more. (y/n) had one day suggested that he should move in permanently, and the two had been living with together ever since. they had grown especially close during this time, and much to (y/n)'s surprise, bowser bakugou was happy for both of them.

ever since they had both worked together to rescue her, the two of them seemed to naturally work out their differences. wet bowser never knew how much he had in common with bowser bakugou, and the two of them had now become good friends.

wet bowser had proposed the idea that he and (y/n) go out for dinner, since their previous date was abruptly cut short before it had even started. (y/n) was also shocked to find out that bowser bakugou had admitted to wet bowser that he was the one who told mr spencer about what happened at UA, and she was even more surprised when wet bowser forgave him, saying that it was in the past.

(y/n) slipped on the same red dress she wore the last time, as well as her black heels. she brushed through her hair, applying some mascara and red lipstick and spraying her favourite perfume. she grabbed the necklace wet bowser had got for her from her dresser, putting it around her neck.

(y/n) remembered how bowser bakugou had taken the time to repair the necklace for her after he had broke it. she smiled at the memory, bowser bakugou was such a good friend and was so lucky to have him in her life for all these years.

(y/n) grabbed her purse from her bed, before she made her way out of the room and downstairs to where wet bowser was waiting for her. he was dressed in a suit and tie, and she couldn't deny how handsome she thought he was.

"you look beautiful," he smiled fondly at her, noticing how she looked away shyly.

"thank you," she replied bashfully.

"ready to go?"

***

wet bowser and (y/n) drove through the busy streets of musutafu, wet bowser's porsche weaving in and out through the traffic. they laughed at the sound of other drivers beeping their horns, starboy by the weeknd blasting on the radio as they sped through red lights.

(y/n) giggled as she felt the wind in her (h/c) hair, the breeze caressing her (s/c) skin. she looked over at wet bowser, noticing his chiselled jawline and large hands that gripped the steering wheel. she felt butterflies erupt in her stomach as he looked over at her, shooting her a boyish grin.

she watched as he parked the porsche on the side of the road, getting out of the car and opening (y/n)'s door for her. she smiled at him, thanking him as she stepped out. ever since the pair of them had started living together, wet bowser had been nothing short of a gentleman, and (y/n) had to admit that she loved this new side to him.

they walked into the restaurant, wet bowser taking (y/n)'s small hand in his as the waiter showed them to their table. wet bowser pulled (y/n)'s chair out for her, causing her to blush as she sat down. he gazed lovingly into her eyes from across the dinner table, still holding her hand in his.

(y/n) and wet bowser each had a glass of champagne, clinking their glasses together. they talked throughout the evening over their meal, reminiscing the past and how far their relationship had come over the years. (y/n) couldn't believe that wet bowser used to bully her when they were kids, he had grown so much as a person since then.

the two of them shared a dessert, feeding each other spoonfuls of the sweet dish. (y/n) found herself getting flustered at the thought of them indirectly kissing. wet bowser smiled at her fondly, finding her embarrassed state and bashful expression endearing.