Him Again (Bakugou Katsuki x Reader)

16. Stayed over

Later that night, you reached home, exhausted from your shift but you were surprised to see Bakugou standing outside.

He had been feeling much better. You had fully nursed him back to health. He wasn't sure why but he felt like he had maybe made you uncomfortable somehow. He couldn't remember what it was though...

"H-Hi." You said.
"Hey."
An awkward silence filled the air.
"I uh brought you dinner." He said handing you a box. You accepted knowing it was his way of saying thanks.

"Do you want to eat together?" You asked him, leading him inside. "Sure.." he said.

The two of you sat around the dining table you hadn't used in ages and began to eat. He had brought some ramen.

You took a bite. "WOAH. Did your mom make this? It's really good!"
"I prepared it." He said, and you nearly spat out your food.
"The fuck? When did you get good at cooking?"
"Im good at everything i do!" He boasted, earning him a smack.
"Do I look like a punching bag to you?" He yelled.
"Do I look like a pillow to you?" You retorted but regretted it as you blushed profusely.

"What?" He said, confused.
"Don't you remember when you pulled me into your bed and refused to let me go?"
He went red. There was no way he did all of that. "S-sorry" he muttered, "......and thanks."

"Huh i didn't catch that. What'd you say? You mocked him.
"Thank you!"
"Thank you, what?"
"Thank you Y/N!" He looked away, embarrassed.
"You're welcome." You chirped
"You're welcome, what?"
You blushed.
"You're welcome.....K-Katsu...."

He went completely red. The memories came flooding back. Oh god. What had he done. He was so ashamed of himself but when you said his name like that...his heart skipped a beat, he felt...

Without saying anything, he continued eating. You like that huh. You smirked, knowing you had something on him now.

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You both had dinner and began watching TV. Bakugou yawned. It was almost 8. "You cannot be sleepy right now." You rolled your eyes. "You've been sleeping all day! Its not even 8."

"I sleep at 8:30." He said. "But you knew that." He smirked. "Didn't say I didn't." You shrugged, catching him offguard.

Bakugou began going red again but changed the topic, knowing he couldn't win right now, with what he had done that afternoon.

"I should get going now." He said. You accompanied him till the front doorstep and wished him a good night.

A minute later, you heard a ding. You opened the door to see a Bakugou standing there.

You invited him back inside, shaking your head. He had stupidly locked himself out.

"You can just stay over tonight." You said, cheeks turning rosy for the hundredth time that day. Bakugou had no choice. He had to stay over.

You led him upstairs. Bakugou placed his hand over the doorknob of a room that he had assumed to be yours.

"No wait! Don't go into that room-" You said, panicked. He smirked. "Why not, huh? What you got hiding there?" He twisted the doorknob but you hastily pulled him backwards.

"NO!" You yelled. He stared at you, shocked. This was the first time you had yelled at him. "Just- not there." You said.

You looked at his confused expression and you sighed. "..... that was my parents room." You said, looking away. "I'm just... not ready to go in there."

Bakugou knew he had fucked up. Shit. "...I-I'm sorry." He apologised. "I shouldn't have-"

"It's alright. You didn't know." You said. He silently followed you to your room.

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The two of you studied for a while, discussing strategies for the sports festival. It was almost 9 and Bakugou was getting sleepy.

"I'll sleep on the floor." He said obviously. "Why?" You challenged. "I mean you stare at me through the window but you're too scared to sleep next to me?" What the heck were you trying to do?

"Don't act like you don't leave your window open for me." He smirked, taking you up on your challenge, taking a seat next to you.

You refused to lose. You tossed him a blanket and dimmed the lights, crawling into bed next to him. Both of you were blushing but determined not to accept defeat.

You placed your hand on his forehead, checking to see if he was still sick. Thankfully, it seemed like he was okay.

He grasped your hand by the wrist, just as he had done before, and pulled you closer. "You can't keep your hands off of me, huh?"
Deja vu.

Your face was only inches away from his. You could feel his cool breath on your rosy cheeks. "You keep pulling me close like that. Seems like you're the one that cant keep their hands off of me, Katsu." You breathed.

"Yeah, I can't." He agreed with you, the way you whispered his name was driving him crazy.

You could smell his caramel scent. It felt safe, comfortable. His face came even closer to yours. You both were exchanging breaths at this point.

You involuntarily rested your free hand on his muscular chest that rose and fell with every breath. His lips drew closer, but he moved his mouth to your ear at the last second.

"What're you going to do about it?" He said, lowly into your ear, his fresh breath tickled you. You let out a shaky breath and his soft lips made contact with the side of your neck.

He snaked a hand around your waist and pulled you flush against him. He could feel your chest against his.

You rested your head against his chest. His heart was beating fast. "You should sleep, Katsu." You said, trying to get him to stop making your heart skip three beats per second. "You must be tired...."

He didn't say anything and both of you slowly drifted into unconsciousness.

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