I woke up tangled in the sheets. I searched for my boyfriend, Katsuki Bakugo. He was sleeping next to me on his back. I craved for a kiss. I popped up on my elbows and aimed for his sensual lips urgently.
Bakugo laughed when I fell on his bosom. He seized my chin keenly. His mouth ravaged mine with adoration. I grabbed his neck and pulled him toward me, ravenous for his embrace.
Did he know that I dreamt of him every minute of the night and each time I closed my eyes? He haunted me with such devotion and ardour. His shadow tormented me like a reaper famished. I was trapped between my starvation for his affection and my growing dependency.
Waiting for my head to surrender to my heart. I didn't need anybody like Bakugo. All day, I recalled that I've never been infatuated with someone like that. It frightened me in the uttermost. The demise will be fatal for myself.
I will not ignored that he left Eijiro Kirishima for me. He was in relationship with him for four years before he decided to begin anew with me. I will always have this doubt creeping my mind. My sanity was hardly tested. Why did he chose me?
Katsuki Bakugo could obtain anyone. He was beautiful. He possessed a lot of tenacity. Plus, he was strong-willed. I was not good enough to keep him eternally. Still, I desired to live in denial for the moment. I knew it was not the most optimal resolution, but it seems to be the less hurtful. I lacked the bravery to simply face my fears.
I drowned in his gentle touch. Bakugo smiled. He stepped back a little. I snatched him. He chuckled happily, his eyes sparkling.
''Do you want a breakfast or not?'' He asked, teasingly.
''It depends? Is it waffles?'' I answered, winking.
''Your desires are my commands.'' He bantered, amused.
He jumped off the bed, naked. I was delighted by the wonderful view. His muscled butt, his seemingly endless legs and his sturdy back. My mouth watered at the sign of all this beauteousness. I was going to be blind in no time. I grasped the pillow and throw it at him directly on his bottom. He giggled before turning in my direction.
''Babe, you are too yummy! Go put some clothes!'' I mocked, eying him, hungrily.
''Didn't you enjoy the sight?''
''Completely but if you stay like that we are NOT going to eat FOOD!''
''Other things are goods for me too.'' He flirted outrageously.
''Ah, you...'' I muttered before he exited our chamber.
I wrapped myself in my bathrobe and chase him. The kitchen was extra small and cosy. The blue and yellow we opted for made me smiled. It was really amazing with the sun entering from the rectangular window. Katsuki's blond hair seemed golden under the light. To be this magnificent was a crime. I shuddered. I should not thought about his appearance. It's not like it was his fault.
''Do you want help?'' I asked, strolling to his side.
''From you?''He mocked, lightly.
''Hey, that it's not funny I know how to cook.'' I objected, offended.
''Only how to torch our pot!'' He pocked out, earnestly.
''You're evil, Bakugo!'' I barked, shocked.
''If you can stand the truth, don't put yourself in a position where you will hear it!''
''I'm not talking to you!''
''For how long, babe!'' He retorted before taking my hand and pulling me toward him.
He nuzzled his nose in my neck.
''I love you without your gastronomy skills!'' He confessed, humbly.
''I know!'' I answered, proudly.
I pressed myself against him. My arms around him. I hold him tighter, inhaling his smell. Doubts escaping me.
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