Bakugou (adult) x Femme Reader 🍋

*smut*

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"Hey Kachan, you're still coming tonight, right?" Deku asks, walking over to Bakugou with a stack of papers for him.

"No shit, nerd." He answers plainly. Glancing over to y/n's desk, thinking she can't hear him, Bakugou mumbles "..what about Bitch face.. is she coming?"

Hearing her dedicated nickname appointed to her by the hot headed blonde, y/n ques into the conversation enough to hear what's following.

Deku shifts almost uncomfortably at the realization that no one has asked y/n if she'd like to come to the party tonight, she wasn't a part of class 1-A so no one thought it necessary to invite her to what's essentially a class reunion.. but knowing Bakugou has a crush on her, Deku pushes for him to ask her out.

Bakugou is notorious for bringing home a one night stand. But when it comes to the number 3 hero, he's at a total loss for words. He'll never admit it, but she's perfect in his eyes. Her hair is (h/l) and beautiful in color, her eyes sparkle no matter the day or time. Her quirk, unrelenting and unique.. and her ability to put it all together is enough to leave any man weak without fail. She could easily pull anyone she wanted, but to her, she has no clue just how amazing she really is.

"Why don't you ask her to go with you? I'm sure she wou-.."

"HELL NO NERD!! FAT FUCKING CHANCE!!!" Bakugou cuts Deku off causing a small scene in the middle of the office.

No one bats an eye seeing as how this is very typical behavior of the number 1 hero.

He's always going off about something.

Continuing to type, y/n keeps an ear on the conversation. Secretly, she would love to be a fly on the wall at this so-called reunion, but also has no reservations about not going at all. Deku sinks his head and presses his fingers to the bridge of his nose.

"Well if you're not going to ask her, then I'll ask her myself Kachan.. it feels wrong to leave her out when she's our friend."

"No! Not if I ask her first, I'm not letting you steal my fucking prize!" He growls, lowering his voice.

"Ok, ok, I'll let you ask her.. but you should do it now since the party is tonight." Deku says, turning to walk away.

Bakugou aggressively gets up from his chair and stomps over to y/n's desk, pouting and scratching a hand through his messy blonde hair. Y/n, seemingly unaware of the topic at hand, continues to type and keep her eyes fixed on her screen.

"Oi.. Bitch face." He says leaning his hands on her desk as if to make his presence more known.

"Yes, Katsuki? What can I do for you?" She replies, eyes not leaving her work.

"Class 1-A is having a party tonight and Deku wants you to come."

Y/n takes a moment to process his choice of words. Leaning back in her chair, she places her elbows on the arm rests and interlocks her fingers delicately. Eyes now peering into Bakugou's, she waits a few seconds before giving her reply.

"If Deku wanted me to come so bad, why wouldn't you let him ask me himself?"

Thinking about the implications of her response, Bakugou gets visibly agitated and growls through his now clenched teeth.