Kids In Love | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader/OC

two- Katsuki

I watch as she reaches up towards the top shelf on the tips of her toes. She carefully slides the plates to the edge of the cabinet. I don't know why anyone would put a large stack of ceramic plates on a top shelf. That's just a disaster waiting to happen.

"Good god woman," I bark as I move behind her to grab the plate teetering dangerously on the edge of the cabinet. I place a hand on her waist as I reach up and take the stack from her. She's warm all over and I bite my tongue to keep from saying anything I probably fucking shouldn't. I need to get away from her. Put as much distance between us as possible. I withdraw my hand quickly and set the stack of plates down on the counters before taking several long steps away. "Leave them out. I'll find a shorter spot to store them. The last thing we need is you breaking an entire stack of dishes."

"Yes sir," she squeaks as she avoids my eye. She takes some of the plates and disappears through the doorway to the dining room.

I don't know what came over me. I don't know why I didn't just tell her to move. And I really don't know what in my brain urged me to place my hands on her hips, but I couldn't fucking stop myself. She smelled so fucking good, like lavender and honey. And fuck I think I liked it.

"You good bro," Ejirou says as he leans against the counter. I didn't even hear him come in.

My face feels hot, "'m fine shitty hair."

Ejirou stares with a smirk. I'm not fucking clueless. I know I like her. I mean what's not to fucking like. She's pretty, she smells good, she follows directions to a T. And fuck she's pretty.

"This is going to be one long vacation for your emotionally constipated ass," Ejirou laughs, and I glare at him.

"Shut the fuck up. Doing anything would only be complicated. You know I'm not looking to date anymore now that we're going pro."

"Yeah, you, um, made that clear when you broke up with Ochaco," Ejirou shakes his head.

Yeah, I fucking sure hope I did. We had an off and on fling. In the end she wanted to get married, and I don't, so I ended things. Cheeks wasn't too happy with me but that really isn't my problem.

"I think she probably thinks you two are going to get back together," Ejirou shrugs and I glare at him.

"I doubt that man. I made things pretty clear."

"Jiro texted she's heading up next week and Ochaco is tagging along."

I drop the spoon and it platters to the floor, "what?"

"She apparently found out and pushed her way into coming. I really think she's thinks you're going to make up and debut together."

"Fuck. Fuck no. Did you tell Jiro to tell her no? I don't want to fucking deal with this. This is my last chance to relax before we go pro."

"Um," a soft voice enters the conversation and we both turn to see her in the doorway. I can't fucking remember her name and I hate myself for it, "the table is set... is dinner almost done?"

I nod dumbly and she smiles sweetly before returning to the dining room. My eyes linger on the empty spot she just occupied. Ejiro stifles a laugh, and I fuss at him to help bring dinner to the table. I don't need this shit right now. I'll get over it eventually. I have to.

After dinner Denki somehow got everyone to agree to have a bonfire on the beach. The sun was already setting as everyone split into groups to find firewood.

I watch as she walks along the beach with Denki. There is a pit in my stomach. Why is she with him and not Mina? That's the whole reason she's here right now. I look around as Hanta hands me another loose branch. Mina is laughing at something Ejirou said, her hand on his arm. I roll my eyes. It's their fault I owe Deku twenty bucks.