I. DARE. YOU. (Bakugo X Y/n)

Dinner Pour two

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You are in Aizawa's car after of 30 minutes of convincing him to let you take it. You were going to drive but Blasty ass decided he was for 'safety purposes'. As if he knew what safety was. It was around 7:43 and Aizawa said we had to be back exactly at 10 before curfew. Which is stupid. You look over at Bakugo as his hands turn the wheel. You lick your dry lips. You had your birthday coming up. Perhaps Bakugo would spend that time with you.

"What are you thinking?" He breaks your thoughts.

Without thinking, "I'm just thinking about your..." You stop yourself; Y/n get it together! What the hell??

You straighten yourself in the seat. "Your driving. It sucks thats what I am thinking about." Great going. He laughs.

"As if asshole. My driving is keeping us alive tonight. You should be thanking me." He stops the car at a red light.

You start chewing on your lip before turning to him. "Where are we going to eat?" You see him staring at your lips before his eyes travel to yours.

"Just shut the hell up. We're getting there." He presses the gas.

You yawn a bit before seeing him pull into a sushi place called Yuzde Yuz Restaurant Alsancak Izmir.

You opened your door only for Blasty to grab your arm, yanking you back.

"I'm getting that damn door. So, stop being an impatient bitch." He opens his door and walks around to your door, slamming it shut before opening it. You scoff, while getting out, wiping your lip with your middle finger and grinning at him. He leans down and whispers in your ear.

"Remember who is feeding you, asshole." He starts walking into the building without waiting any longer.

Fatass.

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You sit in a red itching booth across from the angsty bitch. You're going through the menu when you feel eyes on you. You notice the blondie eyeing you down.

"What do you want?" You say picking at the menu's cover.

He grunted before kicking his feet beside my ass under the table. You slap his leg.

"Move!" The waiter comes over.

"What can I start you two off with?" The waiter nodded towards Bakugo.

"I'll take a beer." He speaks normal. Rare.

"Ok, and for you?" The waiter waits for you.

"Water." You say not looking away from Blasty.

The waiter nods before disappearing. Bakugo leans up before clenching his jaw and leaning back. Not moving his feet from my ass.

You notice his jaw tick.

"What are you thinking about?" You repeat the same question he asked you earlier in the car.

He cracks his knuckles. "Are you and Icy hot talking?" He spits Todoroki's nickname out like it burns his first layer of skin.

"What no?" He eyes you quizzically.

"I don't like liars, Y/n. So be completely and utterly honest. Because if I find-"

You interrupt him. "Are you jealous?" You smirk leaning up with your hands crossed together under your chin.

His foot twitches. "Fuck you, Y/n. I am not jealous. I saw you getting all flustered with him earlier. He's an ass." He rolls his neck.

"You attacked him, you were the ass. He was just... asking about you and me." You look at the water being placed in front of you and the beer being gifted to Bakugo.

The waiter asks for our food items.

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After bickering he has had four beers and is looking a bit tipsy. Guess you'll be driving.

"Y/n, I just need to know. Do you feel like fucking icy hot or Shitty hair?" His questions kept coming. You leaned across the table. He was still fully intact.

"Bakugo. Why are you asking me all this?" You finish the last bit of food on your plate.

"Because I have a god damn mouth to talk!" He narrowed his eyes at you.

"You're right. I am sorry." You start to stand but he grabs your arm.

"Y/n." He slurs your name just a bit.

"Hm?"

He stands, throwing cash onto the table. "I'm fucking tired."

You grin. "Okay."