Title: TOUGH SKINNED
A Katsuki Bakugou ✘ Reader book.
Four years ago, your parents died in a tragic accident, leaving you with nothing but your baby brother and a world of responsibility.
Now, you juggle a "normal" life-renting an apartment with yo...
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𝟹𝟶𝟶𝟶+ 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜.
𝙺𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚔𝚞 (𝙽𝚘𝚞𝚗) : 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢.
When your check-up was over, you realized that you didn't have your clothes to change back into. You put the gown back on and made your way over to the door. Upon opening it, you saw Bakugo leaning against the wall just outside, absently scrolling through his phone.
"Hey," you called, but he ignored you.
"Hey!" you called again, earning an exasperated sigh from him.
"What?" he said, barely glancing up from his phone.
"Come here!" you whisper-yelled, as if you’d disturb someone if you spoke too loud.
He let out another sigh and walked over to you. "What do ya' want?" he asked, putting on his best annoyed tone.
"Oh, drop the attitude!" You waved your hand in his face. "Where are my clothes?"
"How the hell should I know?" he grumbled, causing you to shoot him a ‘bitch, be for real’ look.
"You were the conscious one…"
"Well, you shouldn't have been unconscious."
"I didn't have a choice! what's with you!?"
"Tch— they cut them off you," he stated as his phone's notification sound grabbed his attention again.
"Well, look who knew," you sighed. "Okay, now I don't have any clothes."
"The hell's that got to do with me?" he said, still staring at his phone.
"Oh?" You smirked. "So you'd prefer if I walked out of the hospital with you while wearing nothing?" you teased, leaning closer to him to trace a finger from his jaw to his chin. Just like you did during the dance.
