𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 ᝰ 𝐤.𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟒.

𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐛𝐲𝐬 𝐱𝐱

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇 as you headed down to the kitchen to get a glass of water. with everything that had happened recently, your brain wouldn't shut down. your mind was consumed with every single interaction you had with bakugou over the past two weeks.

you would've never imagined yourself not despising his presence. you still disliked the guy, but you couldn't deny that he was extremely attractive and could make you feel good with a single flick of his finger. literally.

you entered the kitchen, seeing a tall figure already resting on the counter, looking his phone.

"couldn't sleep either?" you quietly murmured, approaching the cupboard to grab a glass and then manoeuvred to the sink to fill it with cold water.

bakugou let out a small hum, his eyes drifting from his phone to you. you were in sleep wear, which for you was a baggy shirt and a little pair of shorts. your shirt had fallen off your shoulder, revealing your bare skin. bakugou's eyes drifted over your features, looking at how the light of the moon made it look like you were glowing.

you looked over to him, your eyes trailing down his body. he wore a white shirt and grey sweatpants. his arms were holding him up against the counter, causing his muscles and veins to pop out. he definitely saw you checking him out, but you didn't care.

he pushed himself off the counter, shoving his phone in his pocket before approaching you. you took a large sip of water, then turned back round to fill it up again. you felt his large hands linger on your waist and you tried not to shiver under his touch.

you let out a gasp as his hands slipped under the fabric of your shirt, practically burning small circles into your skin. you swallowed harshly, trying to ignore how you could already feel heat pooling in the pit of your stomach.

he then spun you round and pressed you against the counter, his eyes burning into your own. you smirked slightly, a faint outline of his abs showing through his shirt. however, not enough for your liking. you jolted the hand that held the glass of water, some of the liquid being thrown onto his shirt. he furrowed his brows for a second in pure confusion, before your fingers trailed along the outline of his abs - which were now much more visible.

"i could've just taken my shirt off, weirdo."

"right here?" you rose a brow.

"kitchen sex doesn't sound so bad." you smacked him arm lightly.

"take me to the bedroom if you're going to fuck me." you said, your voice dangerously low. you leant your face closer to his, his eyes drifted over your features with burning desire in his eyes. your hand was pressed flat against his lower stomach, hovering just above the waistband of his sweatpants.