𝙈𝙊𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙊𝙉 | 𝙠.𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙜𝙤

𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙

Hurriedly, you shower and change into a loose fitting shirt and shorts before stepping back out in the living room where Bakugo was sprawled out on the small couch fast asleep. A small smile spreads across your face as you approach to watch him soundly sleeping, tracing every feature with your eyes. The small cute arrogant kid really grew up to be handsome — a fact you couldn't deny, although you'd refuse to let him know that.

Gently, you shake him awake, "Katsuki" he groans like a small child being woken up from a nap, "Katsuki you can sleep in my bed, your legs are practically hanging off" a soft chuckle escapes as he groans once more slowly opening his eyes.

Once he makes himself comfortable in your bed, you make your way over to your closet fishing out a spare blanket for you to sleep on the couch.

"Where are you going?" Bakugo's deep sleepy voice calls out just as you were passing the bed

"To sleep on the couch, where else?" You laugh as he sighs pushing himself up and grabbing your wrist to pull you on to the bed.

"Katsuki!" you yell in shock but he just adjusts himself to wrap his arms around you, "what ar-"
you felt your heart pacing from the sudden hug.

"Shut up, I know you're still not okay so let's stay like this, now go to sleep idiot" he mutters

He was right.. yet again.

Though him being there did make you feel better and having his arms wrap around you in his warm embrace bought you the familiar comfort you didn't know you missed until this very moment.

***

The morning comes and you wake up to an empty bed. A part of you felt sad seeing how you fell asleep feeling warm and fuzzy but now the cold air brushes your skin. You sigh making your way over to the kitchen to brew a coffee before going out on your balcony which over looked the city for your routinely coffee and cigarettes — a European breakfast, if you will.

The harsh wind caresses your skin as you rub your hand on your upper arm for some warmth. Immediately your mind darts back to last night, how Bakugo hugged you. A small spreads across your lips, he was always so rude, rough and cocky but underneath all that is someone whose sweet, caring and gentle. You weren't quite sure how many people have seen the real him but you knew for a fact it was a rare glimpse and to know that you've seen it several times makes you feel somewhat special.

"Oi!" you jolt, snapping you out of your thoughts and dropping your half lit cigarette on the floor

"Katsuki! Fuck! you scared me!" You yell holding your pounding chest.

"It's your fault for zoning out" and just like that he's back to his usual cocky self

"I thought you went home?" picking up the cigarette from the floor and bumming it out on your ash tray.

"I was planning to make breakfast for your sad ass but you had nothing in the fridge so I went to buy breakfast instead and then buy groceries, geez no wonder you ate like the kbbq was your last meal" he complains as you grab your coffee making your way inside to sit at the dinner table.

"You didn't have to do all that you know?" raising an eyebrow at him, "I'm barely home so I don't really have time to cook for myself anyways"

"I know that dumbass but you have to take care of yourself too" he mumbles handing you a container of English breakfast that he bought from your favourite restaurant whenever you missed the taste of British food — a rare occasion.

"Soo.. are you gonna cook for me?" You tease before taking a bite.

"Tsk, I'll stay and cook for the weekend then meal prep you lunch for the week" he grumbles taking a bite of food.

"Wow~ Katuski aren't you sweetest?" You lean over playfully ruffling his hair which he surprisingly doesn't object to, "why don't you quit being a hero and be my house husband instead?" You ask jokingly earning a simple tsk as a reply. The thought of Bakugo in a frilly pink apron crosses your mind as you burst out laughing.

"If I'd ever marry you, I'd end up being the house husband either way, you can't even take care of yourself let alone cook and clean" he blurts out

"Hey! I can cook, I just don't have time and I'm also lazy" you mumble the last three words but Bakugo heard you loud and clear, "and what'd you mean I can't clean? Looks at my place, spotless"

"Yeah cause you're never home" he chuckles as you roll your eyes, he wasn't wrong.

"Well thank fuck we're not married, I can't imagine ever birthing your devil spawn of a kid" closing your eyes and sticking your tongue out at him

"Please, do you not see this face?" He points at his own face and smirks, "At least you'll know the kid isn't ugly"

"Of course they won't, I'd be the mother and my genes will carry the looks! yours will carry the anger issues" you roll your eyes at him

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author note: writing the breakfast conversation scenario made me happy icl, it's just cute 🤷🏻‍♀️