ideal child | k.bakugo x reader

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y/n stood on the rooftop and watched bakugo go and sit on the edge. "sit down" he said placing the plastic bag down next to him. she went and sat next to the plastic bag, quite near to him. 

"dont fall off" he said. "as if" she replied. "here" he said pointing to the plastic bag. "i said i didnt want anything" she said. "i know. but you've been patrolling for so long" he said. "you need energy" he said. 

"i am good" she said. "you're gonna waste my money?" he asked. she sighed. "you've got plenty" she said. "that doesnt mean i like wasting it" he said. 

"come on eat it" he said getting the rice ball out of the bag and giving it to her. she peeled the packet out of it and took a  bite. she felt better after eating it as its been a long time ever since she has filled her stomach. 

"are you free tonight?" he asked. "yes, why?" she asked. "want to go to a bar?" he asked. "why?" she asked. "god damn it, you ask too many questions. to have a drink of course" he said. 

"i dont drink" she replied. "seriously?" he asked. she nodded. he chuckled. "alright, then tag along with me while i drink at the bar" he offered. 

she thought. she had nothing better to do. "alright" she said. "i'll call you, hm?" he asked. she nodded. 

he placed his hand behind her, slightly leaning behind. y/n looked away with her ears red. her face feels hot. oh she hates it that its happening to her again. why does he have to be so close to her? 

"and today is my last day as your instructor, then we'll have someone else taking over me" the instructor said. y/n sighed. "who is it?" uraraka asked. "it'll be our retired pro hero, endeavor" he replied. 

"oh damn" shoto and y/n felt eyes on them.  

"good bye everyone"  the instructor said and left. "hey bakugo. are you planning to marry your girlfriend or something?" kirishima asked. his friends laughed. 

 y/n doesnt want to hear about marriage. she walks out. "you god damn idiots! no! i am never fucking marrying anyone. especially that bitch. and we broke up so dont mention her!" he said. 

"oh so you did break up. we thought, oh your relationship lasted more than three months, he's definitely in love, we were wrong" mina said, and it was followed by another laugh by everyone. 

"keep laughing while i have the authority to pile up more fucking work on your desk" he said slamming a file on the table and leaving. 

"shit..." y/n mumbled as she applied cold burn ointment on her burns in her hand. 

she went overboard again today and her hands are showing signs of burns once more. 

y/n leaned over the kitchen counter bearing the pain. "argh god damn it!" she yelled out slamming her hand on the marble. her hand burnt like hell. 

the bell rang. y/n sighed and got her jacket. she wore it and opened the door. it was fuyumi. 

"are you free now?" fuyumi asked. shit y/n totally forgot that she had promised that she would go with fuyumi to get her wedding dress. 

y/n nodded. "lets go then, shoto is waiting down. do you need more time?" she asked. "u-um...no" y/n replied. "come on then," fuyumi said. 

y/n got her phone and closed the door behind her and went with fuyumi to shoto's car. 

she got in and sat in the backseat along with fuyumi. "why is he here?" y/n asked fuyumi looking at enji sitting in the passenger seat. 

"dad said he wanted to come too, so i agreed" fuyumi smiled. "i am glad at least we're having some family time...although natsuo couldnt make it because he's in the hospital" fuyumi said smiling. 

y/n sat on the edge of the couch with her legs tapping nervously. she balanced her head on her hands as she looked down trying to calm herself down. she feels so dizzy. 

"are you okay y/n?" enji asked. "i am fine" she said and cut him off. "are you sure?" shoto asked who sitting next to her. fuyumi was trying on a dress. 

y/n can barely open her eyes. shoto looked at her resting her head on her hands, when he noticed down her sleeve, red marks. 

"y/n" he said. "what?" she asked looking up. he grabbed her arm and pulled up the sleeve. "what the hell shoto!" she pulled her arm away and pulled down her sleeve. 

"you've been overworking yourself..." he said. "i have not!" she argued. "did you put something on that y/n?" enji asked. she nodded. "lets go to see a doctor after nee san tries on the dress" shoto said. "i am fine, shoto. i dont need a doctors help for some petty burns" she said. 

"its not petty y/n, touya suffered from the same, i dont want you to, too" enji said.