Anime Men x Reader 🍋 (Book 2)

Dracula | Bakugou x Reader

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Disclaimer; I couldn't think of way for this not to be a school setting, so just imagine it's college for the sake of I don't write stories about minors ✨
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"Y/N! Y/N! I brought my notebook, I-oof-," I look up quickly when I see Midoriya face plant as he trips on a book bag. ", so that you can tell me more about your quirk!" He gets up and keeps talking like he never even tripped. I suppress a laugh as he rushes to my desk, pulling a pen from his pocket, ready to take notes.

"Okay," I blush. "I mean...-,"

"Do you have to drink blood? Can you eat normal food? Do you have supernatural speed or strength? Can you talk to bats at all? Or use echolocation? Can you see in the dark? Can you-,"

"Izuko! Give me a minute," I laugh.

"Sorry," he blushes sheepishly. He's so cute.

"Yes, we drink blood. Our vampire coven has set up blood banks though so we don't drink from people," I frown.

"Why?" He looks up at me with a starry look in his eye.

"Well...," I shift around uncomfortably. "It can create an intense bond between-,"

"So, you're basically Dracula?" I whip my head in a glare towards Bakugou who only raises a brow at me. "Got a problem bloodsucker?" My cheeks heat.

"That's an offensive term," I hiss.

"Psh, whatever. Don't even think about trying to suck my blood," he growls.

"I wouldn't dream of it. Pig." I mutter the last part under my breath before turning back to Midoriya. "Like I was saying-," I'm interrupted again when the teacher walks in. "We'll finish later," I sigh.

"Okay!" He smiles at me before walking back to his desk, clutching his notebook tightly. I pull out the bookwork I needed for class today and when I look down at my desk, I see a crumpled up paper on it.

I open it slowly and see a child like drawing of a person with elongated fangs sticking out of their mouth, complete with glowing red eyes and what I assume is claws for fingernails. Dracula freak show was written on the bottom is messy handwriting.

I hear Bakugou snickering behind me and I glare to myself before tucking the drawing away. You have no idea how right you are though Katsuki....

That evening, I shove my homework to the side with a groan. My head was pounding and my fangs were aching. I need to take a walk. The thirst was burning my throat and I hoped the fresh air outside would clear my head. One more night, the blood will be here tomorrow.

I wave to everyone in the dorm as I quickly pass them, hoping that my eyes weren't glowing red. My mother had warned me this could happen but I had brushed her off, insisting I could handle it. I was fucking wrong. I felt restless and the need for blood was making me itchy.

The cool breeze helped clear my head a little as I walk to the on campus park. The lights of the gym were lit up, making me squeeze my eyes closed when one of the doors is pushed open.

"Out of my way fang face," Bakugou growls. He shoulder checks me and I roll my eyes at his childish behavior when I smell it. A choking sound comes from my throat when the smell of blood hits my nose. It smelled like rich chocolate to me and I felt my mouth beginning to water.

"B-Bakugou," I choke out.

"What?" he snaps. He turns around and my hearing zeros in on his heartbeat. "Y/N? Are you okay?" He sounds serious but all I could see was the cut on the palm of his hand, the blood there welling up and dripping slightly.