Unveiled Winds || Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Chapter 20 - Gala Gambit

In the days following that vulnerable moment with Bakugou, you found yourself wrestling with a newfound sense of awkwardness. It was as though a veil had been lifted, revealing a part of yourself that you had kept carefully hidden away.

As you went about your daily routines, the memory of that encounter lingered in the back of your mind, coloring your interactions with Bakugou with a subtle tension. Each time you crossed paths, there was a palpable shift in the atmosphere, a silent acknowledgment of the emotional barrier that had been breached.

You couldn't help but wonder how Bakugou perceived you now, after seeing you in such a vulnerable state. Did he view you differently? Did he see you as weak, or was there a newfound understanding between you?

Amidst the swirling currents of uncertainty, a new mission emerged—a welcome distraction from the tangled web of emotions that had consumed your thoughts in recent days.

Bakugou approached you, his expression serious as he explained the details of the mission. "We've got an undercover gig," he began, his voice low but firm. "There's a villain gala happening next week, and we've been tasked with infiltrating it."

He went on to outline the objectives of the mission, detailing the need for disguises and emphasizing the importance of blending in seamlessly with the crowd. As he spoke, his words were measured and precise, leaving no room for confusion or error.

Once he had finished explaining the mission parameters, he turned to you, his gaze unwavering. "Understand?" he asked, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

You nodded, a sense of determination settling over you as you prepared for the task ahead. "Got it," you replied, your voice steady despite the butterflies that fluttered in your stomach.

Bakugou gave a curt nod, then added, "I've already arranged for our disguises. There's a tailor shop on the west side of town called 'Cloak and Dagger.' It's a front, but they specialize in creating high-quality disguises for undercover work."

He pulled out a small, folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to you. "Here's the address. Go there tomorrow at 2 PM. They'll be expecting you. Just give them this passcode: 'Phoenix Rising.' They'll know what you need."

You took the paper, tucking it into your pocket. "Understood," you said, feeling the weight of the mission beginning to settle in.

"We'll meet up at the rendezvous point at 7 PM the night of the gala," Bakugou continued, his tone all business. "It's an old warehouse near the docks. Be there on time, and make sure you're not followed."

With that, Bakugou gave you one last, serious look before turning on his heel and walking away, leaving you to process the gravity of the mission ahead.

The day of the mission arrived quickly. You made your way to the tailor shop, "Cloak and Dagger," as instructed. The unassuming storefront belied the specialized services inside. Upon giving the passcode, you were led to a back room where a set of disguises awaited you.

The tailor handed you a sleek black dress, elegant yet revealing, paired with a simple but sophisticated choker. You noticed a wig with long, flowing dark hair and a pair of delicate glasses meant to subtly alter your appearance. You gathered the rest of the outfit and thanked the tailor before heading to the rendezvous point at the docks.

When you arrived, Bakugou was already there, dressed sharply in a tailored suit that complemented your own attire. His usual spiky hair was slicked back, giving him a surprisingly refined look. He also wore a pair of stylish glasses that softened his usual intense gaze. The moment he saw you, his eyes widened slightly before he quickly masked his reaction.