Yandere Marinette x Bakugou

Unseen Whispers

A few weeks had passed since I confessed my love to Bakugou Senpai, and still, he hadn't replied. Each day that went by without an answer filled me with simmering anger, but I was resolute. No matter what, he would love me. I would make sure of it.

One quiet night, with the moonlight casting shadows across the city, I found myself climbing up to his window once again. The cool night air brushed against my skin as I silently pried the window open and slipped inside his room, careful not to make a sound. My heart pounded with the thrill of being so close to him, yet hidden in the darkness.

He was asleep, sprawled out on his bed, his face relaxed and peaceful. He looked so vulnerable, so different from his usual gruff and guarded self. I crouched down beside his bed, my eyes tracing every detail of his face. I gently rubbed his cheek with my thumb, feeling the warmth of his skin under my touch. Leaning in, I brought my nose close to his, our breaths mingling in the stillness of the night.

"Oh Senpai..." I murmured with a dreamy sigh, my voice barely a whisper in the quiet room.

I lightly pecked his nose, a fleeting touch that sent shivers down my spine. Our first kiss would be together, when he was awake and fully conscious, but for now, this would suffice. I sighed softly and looked around his room, my eyes drinking in every detail of his personal space.

I made my way to his laundry basket, filled with his clothes from the day. My fingers trembled as I picked up his black t-shirt and boxers. Bringing them to my face, I inhaled deeply, the scent of him enveloping me. I let out a dreamy sigh, the smell of his cologne and sweat intoxicating me and making me wet. 

 Bakugou's POV:

I woke up shivering slightly, realizing that the window was open. Confusion filled my groggy mind as I sat up, rubbing my eyes. "I shut it last night....?" I asked myself, the cold air seeping into my bones. I stood up, stretching my muscles, and moved towards the window, closing it firmly.

As I moved to grab my laundry basket, I noticed something strange. My black t-shirt and boxers were missing. "The fuck?" I muttered, my brows furrowing in confusion. Shaking my head, I dismissed it as my imagination playing tricks on me and got ready for school.

After dressing and grabbing my things, I headed out, my mind drifting to Marinette. I hadn't given her a reply yet, and the thought gnawed at me. It wasn't that I was opposed to dating, but I had never really been interested in it. I had never dated or even spoken to a girl in that way before. But... she was cute.

I chuckled softly, shaking my head as I thought about the short, blue-haired girl who had somehow wormed her way into my thoughts. Maybe I would say yes. Who knows? It might be good to be in a relationship for once.

Marinette's POV:

As I walked through the halls of U.A. High School, my mind was a whirl of excitement and nervous energy. I spotted Bakugou Senpai up ahead, his tall frame easily visible among the throngs of students. My heart skipped a beat as our eyes met, and I could feel my cheeks heating up.

"Oi! Marinette," he called out, his voice rough but strangely soft at the same time.

I turned towards him, a bright smile spreading across my face. "Oh, hey, Bakugou Senpai." His name on my lips felt like a caress, and the sweetness of my smile seemed to make him blush, though he quickly masked it.

He sighed, running a hand through his spiky hair, and looked at me with an intensity that made my heart race. "I... wanted to say yes to your question," he mumbled, his usual confidence replaced by an unusual shyness.