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bakugou sat at his desk in his home bedroom, staring at the picture frame, it was an old picture of you and him when you were in middle school. his arm draped over your shoulder and you placing a cheeky kiss on his cheek. it was a saturday night and his brain couldn't stop thinking about you, more so now that you had your little moment in the bathroom.
and each time he remembered what happened in the bathroom, a new wave of arousal washed over him, he was desperate to find you under him like that again. he huffed loudly and threw one of those orange stress balls across the room in annoyance. "stop damn it." he mumbled to himself, almost like he was ordering his brain, but, deep down he knew he was nervous. you hadn't given him a reply, sure it had only been one day but he was waiting around anxiously. he wasn't sure if he was ever going to have that experience again, but his body wanted to repeat it, possibly even do more.
he sighed picked up his phone and scrolled through his contact list till his thumb was hovering over (y/n)'s name. is he going to call? no he doesn't want to seem too desperate. but then again, they'd already exchanged kisses and more in the bathroom so nothing should be desperate at this point, right?
he let out a frustrated yell and threw his phone onto his bed. he was becoming hopeless. he closed his eyes and took soke deep breaths to relax himself. he tried not to think about you but of course his brain just kept trailing back to you. soon enough he wasn't in his room hearing the thunder and rain, he was back in the girls bathroom, watching you sit pretty on your knees while sucking ever last ounce of cum out of his dick.
bakugou slipped his hand past the waistband of his sweatpants. this was the forth time today but at this point, it was the least of his worried, he needed to get off. he bit down on his fingers and stroked as he let his mind go back to the moment, just imagining you on your knees again. the soft feel of your tongue and hot kisses trailing over him. he wondered how it would feel if they had gone much further, only if you let him of course.
"BRAT, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" His mother's voice shouted, breaking him out of his fantasy. he growled. "IN A MINUTE YOU OLD HAG!" he put on an oversized shirt, hoping it would be suffice to hide his raging boner and to go to where his mother was calling him from. "where are you then, hag!?"
"in front of the door dumbass!" she yelled. he grumbled, really not in a mood to yell so he walked over there to see a very nervous (y/n) standing next to his mum. the small blushing girl seemed a little wet, probably from the rain outside and was clutching onto her bag on her shoulder.
"why didn't you tell me you were having (y/n) over!? i would have ordered something nice! are you planning on staying (y/n)? i'll message your mum for you!" mitsuki smiled at you and then scolded and slapped bakugou lightly on the head.
