Bakugo x Lore 🍋 (Bakugo x OC)

Chapter- 33 First Stop

The very next morning, Lore awoke to a face directly hovering above hers, and she screamed...loudly. 

"Morning baby birdie," Hawks sang as he jerked back to avoid her forehead aimed at his. 

Shinso who was busy brushing his teeth in their sink just sighed, "I told him not to wake you up like that."

"You told him not to? Why'd you let him?" she demanded while patting her heart hoping it'd stay in her chest. 

"Have you met him? He's annoying."

Hawks laughed and put his hands on his hips while proudly flexing his wings. "I am wonderful, yes."

"Wonderfully annoying," she snapped before rubbing her eyes with the backs of her hand. "Why are we up so early?"

"It's 8 am! Early bird gets the worm."

"You make one more bird joke, and I'm slicing your neck with your own feathers," she growled while trying to work her fingers through her hair. 

Shinso smirked, "I told you not to mess with her before her coffee."

Hawks held out his feathers for her. "Touch them. They are soft, dove. You couldn't hurt me with them if you tried."

She ran her fingers over his bright red feathers ignoring the shiver and moan that slipped out of him. "Are they sensitive?"

"Very," he panted. 

"Delightful!" She grabbed ahold of a medium-sized one and yanked with all her might. It slipped right out, but he still yelped in surprise. 

He clutched his wing to his chest and pouted, "That was so mean!"

She activated sun on her hand, and the feather hardened to a razor-sharp edge. Hawks's eyes glittered in excitement as she pointed it at him. He always did have a bit of a knife kink. 

"Wake me up like that again, and we'll find out how sharp your feathers truly are."

Suddenly the feather flew out of her hand. He floated it back to his own and watched in awe as it went back to a regular feather. "Your quirk is so exciting! Did you enhance my quirk with your sun just now?"

She groaned and flopped back over in the bed. She snuggled under all her pillows and whimpered, "Toshi! Make the morning person go away."

"As much as I'd love to, you need to get up. Go take a shower. By the time you get out, it'll be time to leave. Did you pack your conditioner this time?"

Shinso flipped open her bag and stared. Everything was organized in individual rows. He looked up at the mess of a woman hiding beneath all of her covers. He knew how she packed. It was called a tornado in a bag. He smiled to himself as he messed with the perfectly sectioned-off rows of Katsuki Bakugo's OCD regime. 

Feeling a wonderful delight knowing he ruined her boyfriend's handiwork, he stood up and said, "if you get up right now, I'll go make you coffee."

A purple eye peeked out of the pillows. She held up a pinky. "Promise?"

He sighed and wrapped his much longer pinky around hers. "Promise."

Now that there was coffee involved, she leaped to her feet and shimmied her way into the bathroom. In her excitement, she completely forgot Hawks was still in the room. Both men watched her near-bare ass wiggle with excitement as she kicked the door shut behind her. 

I fucking love those cloud panties. 

Hawks looked over at his younger partner in wonder. "Wow. You have frighteningly excellent self-control."