𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓹𝓲𝓽𝔂 {katsuki bakugo x reader}

𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 1

New tweet from Y/N [5:05PM]: A brand new EP from upcoming band No Heroes, another mainstream pop-punk album to put on when you've finished listening to good music and you want a change.

"Mainstream pop-punk." Bakugou reread the tweet that had flashed up on his screen, brows furrowed in irritation as he took in each word, "mainstream?"

"Aw man, I was really hoping she'd like it. She did an amazing review on Mindjack's new song last week. He got a review with Spotify after that." Kirishima sulked as he read the words on the screen behind Bakugou, watching the tweet slowly begin to gain hearts and retweets.

No Heroes had been a relatively small band a month ago, still playing songs in their garage as they practically pleaded for venues to let them play. Losing count of the number of shows they did for free as they tried to make a name for themselves. It helped that they had managed to gather up a cult online following to try and reach their dreams, hundreds of loyal fans finding them online as they began streaming their music and begging the men to play in their town. The first twenty-four hours of their latest album release had gone perfectly, rave reviews appearing all over the internet about this new band dominating the scene.

All except the one that you'd just posted.

"I'm gonna fuckin' message her." Bakugou snarled, fingers already moving to click onto your profile picture, a crowd shot from a live music venue.

"Kats, you can't make a burner account to send her shit, dude. She'll work it-"

"Burner? Who the fucks makin' a burner I'm just gonna message her." Bakugou's fingers were already clicking the touchpad roughly, following the link to your private messages on Twitter.

Kirishima hovering over his best friend as he watched his digits angrily jab at the keyboard, wincing at the unforgiving plastic as it quaked under his aggressive touch.

"I don't think you can say that, man. I mean- she is entitled to her opinion. And didn't you see the review New Noise gave us? It was glowing." Kirishima pressed a reassuring palm to Bakugou's shoulder that was swiftly shrugged away.

"She's entitled to her opinion, but it's fuckin' wrong." Remaining hunched over the laptop as he finished composing his message before clicking send.

*******

Flopping down onto your bed after a long day you pulled your phone out of your pocket to check your notifications, preparing to clear out your inbox of any unsolicited messages. Most from fans of you, or fans of the bands you reviewed. Rolling your eyes as you noticed a slew of new private messages from multiple people, a lot seemed to have the signature No Heroes profile pictures so you knew exactly why they were messaging. Clicking onto one of the top ones as you opened the message to read its contents.

New reply from N0HER0EZ [5:10PM]: No Heroes are amazing and I think you need to give the album another review because you clearly didn't listen to it.

Shaking your head as you moved to click the next one, already preparing for a similar message when you noticed their profile picture was the lead singer of No Heroes.

New reply from DYNAMIGHTNH [5:10PM]: No Heroes are the best band to ever exist and they don't need your stupid reviews for validation.

Deciding to just clear out your inbox of the rest of the messages as you kept clicking through, swiping your thumb across your screen to delete each one. Your hand lingering over the glass screen at the sight of one in particular

New reply from OfficialDynamight [5:11PM]: Are you listening to the right fucking album? You can't call us mainstream pop-punk when your favourite artist is Mindjack. I'd hate to see your Spotify playlist.

You had to do a double-take to believe who the message was from, even clicking onto his profile to see whether it was legit. And sure enough, the signature profile picture of Bakugou Katsuki flashed in front of your eyes, two small metallic studs sitting below his lower lip as he gave a cocky smirk, flipping off the camera with a tattooed hand. There was no way of denying he was attractive, the sight of him alone almost made you want to like No Heroes, but he was clearly a jerk.

Scrolling through his Twitter as you looked at the most recent posts. His pinned message is an announcement about the new EP and a single with a link to download it. The comments and likes were more than consistent for an upcoming band, really impressive actually. Of course, it was easier to gain traction when the band members are attractive. Remembering how quickly Dabi managed to reach the top of the metal scene after he released his first EP with the most recognisable voice.

Reading his most recent tweets you couldn't help but smile at the irate tone that was so easy to convey even through text. You could practically hear the seething tone of his voice as your eyes read over the message.

New tweet from OfficialDynamight [5:12PM]: @Y/N doesn't know what she's fucking talking about. Our new EP is the best pop-punk album of 2021.

The comments beneath were mostly loyal fans agreeing, complimenting the drummer for the music and talking about their favourite songs. One in particular catching your eyes.

New reply from KatsukiBangMyDrums [5:13PM]: My favourite song is your part on "No Love" I'd love to hear more of you actually singing Katsuki💕

You reread the tweet in shock, that was Bakugou's voice on that track? Truthfully the album hadn't been all that bad, but a lot of the songs not really standing out to you. But that song- that song you could remember vividly. If you had to pick anything from the album that would be the song you chose as the best one. Moving back to the private message you began to type a reply to Bakugou.

Y/N [11:23PM]: I didn't say your album was bad! I just think it wasn't that different to the others out there right now.

OfficialDynamight [11:23PM]: Oh yeah? Maybe you should listen again because you clearly weren't listening to the right album.

You were surprised to get a message back so quickly, especially since it had been hours since his last tweet.

Y/N [11:24PM]: I'm pretty sure I was, I clicked the cute little link at the top of your bands Twitter to download it and everything.

OfficialDynamight [11:24PM]: Yeah, well do me a favour and get your ears checked.

Y/N [11:25PM]: I'll put it on my to-do list.

You cuddled back against your pillows as you found yourself staring at your screen waiting for him to type back, over-analysing your message as you regret your words. Leaving such a closed-ended response that made it difficult for him to come back with any kind of conversation but to your surprise, he actually responded.

OfficialDynamight [11:26PM]: What you doing up so late anyway? Can't sleep because you're thinking about how dumb your review was?

He was so petty, his message actually made you smirk at your phone screen as you typed a reply.

Y/N [11:26PM]: No, I was actually at a gig. I'm just finishing up my notes for my review tomorrow.

OfficialDynamight [11:26PM]: What show?

Y/N [11:27PM]: Title Fight. They were so fucking good!

OfficialDynamight [11:28PM]: You mean to tell me that you like Title Fight but you don't like us? There's something wrong with you.

Y/N [11:28PM]: Nah, I just like good music ;)

OfficialDynamight [11:28PM]: Fuck you.

Y/N [11:29PM]: Right back at you! <3

OfficialDynamight [11:29PM]: You wish.

You laughed at his reply, finally moving to your notes to type up the final few you wanted to add from the show in preparation for your review tomorrow. Plugging your phone in to charge as you settled down to sleep, your heartbeat racing as you replayed your conversation with Bakugou in your head.