Anime One-shots~Male!Character x Male!Reader

{15} Bakugou Katsuki

 How many times had the young blonde walked past the building now? To be exact, he had lost count after the sixth or maybe seventh time that he saw the mascot of the store next door. So maybe this was his 15th...22nd time? He was unsure about what number it was but he knew very well that if this person asked him if he wanted a sample again he was going to explode, quite literally. The young hero, Alias of Bakugou, had been told to go and get a haircut. Yes, quite a simple task really. His friend, if he would call him that, Izuku was more of a rival now. He had given him a card, Bakugou had simply thought of it as his barber. The other Hero had a nice line-up almost every single time he saw him. Surely the blonde man had thought he went to a barber.

Rather than giving the number a call, he had decided on his own to just stroll into the place. To his dismay, when he had arrived at the address on the card he saw that it was not a barber but a salon instead. Yes, plenty of other men, women and heroes alike went to salons. Haircuts were haircuts simply put. If they did a good job then they did a good job, same went with being a hero, if you managed to help someone then you helped them. No one sees whether you're a man or a woman, a child even at times. Obviously Bakugou remembered his highschool years for that matter. But yet, here was the platinum-haired walking past the front of the shop once more. The person under the mascot costume had actually gone inside said shop already and mentioned to the receptionist that he had been trying to build some sort of courage to walk in.

As much as the young hero was unaware of this he couldn't help but turn sharply at the tap of his shoulder, "What?!" He said rather aggressively, thinking it to be the mascot yet again asking if he wanted to try a sample. To his obvious surprise it wasn't, instead in front of him stood a petite woman with a simple and warm smile. No matter how many years passed, Bakugou was still rather rough around the edges and his attitude didn't change much. Yes, he was much less physical but his emotions were still run by anger from time to time. However, the public had come to learn this about him. "I heard you were looking to get a haircut, how about coming in?" Said the smaller woman as she motioned for him to follow her.

Without saying a word the blonde followed like a lost puppy. His eyes on her as he walked up to the front desk, "We have an available spot right now." A couple of clicks later, coming from the keyboard on the other side as she typed in his name into the system, he was being led over to a chair. "He'll be right with you." Was the only thing he was told before the young lady walked away. Of course the hero was still stunned, his eyes held curiosity but they also held a look of loss, it was highly uncharacteristic for the man but not impossible for it to ever show on his face. And not a moment later his eyes landed on a figure making their way over towards him.

"Hi, my name is {Name}. I'll be taking care of you today, and you are?" A smile appeared on the other person's lips. "You don't know who I am?" The question was answered with another. Even through his slight daze the blonde had taken notice of the small whispers here and there between other clients and even between other stylists. "Hmm, no, I'm sorry. This is the first time I've seen you in my chair." Whether it was that they were playing dumb or not the blonde man couldn't help but answer with a simple, "I'm Katsuki."

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I haven't updated this collection in quite a while, so hello again and thank you to those that are still active for coming back and reading my work.

I personally really like the idea I had for this piece and was thinking of perhaps adding onto it and making it into its own story, a book. Tell me what you guys think? 

Thank you again.