Misuse of Power (Yandere My Hero Academia x F!Reader Oneshots)

Soulmate Song Part 2 (Bakugou Katsuki)

Requested on my Quotev! This turned out baaad but whatever.

Title: Soulmate Song (Part 2)

Pairings: Yandere! Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, soulmate AU, spoiler for Bakugou's hero name, swearing

Summary: Your soulmate is not exactly what you pictured.

Your laughter mixed with the sound of the ocean crashing against the shore as you walked away. Bakugou clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes. He wasn't used to being ignored- much less by his soulmate.

He'd never cared about having a soulmate before. He had always scoffed at the idea of fate picking out some girl for him. But now that he knew you existed, that you had existed out here without him for so long, it made him angry as hell.

You were weak. But that wasn't really your fault, was it? You weren't blessed with a strong quirk like him (he'd checked the quirk registries, your quirk was laughably weak) and you hadn't trained tirelessly to become a hero like he had.

And the fact that you were weak just made him want to protect you all the more.

He strode across the beach towards you, hands shoved in his pockets. Maybe if he appeared casual, you wouldn't be frightened like he knew you would be. Someone as weak as you was surely as jumpy as a mouse.

Before he could catch up to you, however, you spun around and crossed your arms over your chest, fixing him with a furious glare, "What do you want?"

So you were fiery, huh? He liked it.

His lips curled into a smirk, "What do I want? My soulmate of course."

Your friend gave you a look of surprise, leaning in to whisper, "Is he your soulmate?"

"You didn't tell your friend?" Bakugou laughed, somewhat bitterly. He had kind of expected- maybe hoped- that you had told everyone you knew about your connection to a guy as famous as him.

You shrugged, "It didn't seem important."

Rage roared in Bakugou's chest and he gritted his teeth. It wasn't important? He wasn't important. How dare you- weak, helpless, stupid you- say something so offensive?

You looked him dead in the eyes and said, "Soulmate or not, I don't owe you a damn thing."

A shadow fell over Bakugou's ruby eyes as he lowered his head for a moment, trying to force himself to stay calm. He stepped closer, half-snarling, "You don't even know me. I could keep you safe. Someone like you's bound to get into trouble."

"Please," you rolled your eyes, "I've been taking care of myself just fine without you."

"Someone with a healing quirk? Like you?" Bakugou lifted his head to grin at you, "What're you gonna do when the bad guys come after you? Make them feel better?"

He had hit a sore spot. You came storming up to him, stabbing your finger into his chest, "Listen here, hero, I don't give a fuck about you so just stay the fuck away from me. We aren't soulmates, not anymore. I reject our bond."

Pain stabbed through Bakugou's chest and it had nothing to do with your poking and all to do with the bond between you both. Rejecting a bond was very rare and very painful, and yet, here you were, attempting to put him through that.

Your friend gasped softly and hurriedly said, "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure," you snapped.

Bakugou's expression suddenly changed and he nodded, "Alright, we'll see how that works out for you. Pretty soon, you'll be screaming for my help."

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When you arrived home, your door was wide open. The dark entryway seemed ominous instead of welcoming. You reached for your phone immediately and dialed 1-1-0.

"What's your emergency?" A calm, female voice asked you on the other line.

"Hi, um, I think my house has been robbed. The door's wide open and I'm scared to go inside," you said, eyes trained on your doorway, looking for movement.

"What's the address?" The emergency worker asked.

You gave her your address and there was a long pause. Finally, she said, "I'll send a hero to your location."

A chill ran down your spine, "Actually, could you send the police instead?"

"No, I've been told to send a hero to your location," she replied.

"Which hero?" You asked, slight panic edging into your voice. You had a very bad feeling about this suddenly.

Click. The line went dead. She had hung up on you.

"Aren't they supposed to stay on the line until the hero gets there?" You wondered wearily.

Movement caught your eye, and you watched as a figure approached the doorway, emerging from the darkness. Your heart plummeted to the pits of your stomach as Bakugou came into the light.

"Oh, honey," Bakugou's voice dripped with sarcasm and victory, "A robber? In your house? That's just a shame."

He held out a hand to you and, even though he was across the street, you stumbled backwards, trying to put even more distance between the two of you. He snickered at your frightened response, eyes swirling with excitement.

"Why don't you come inside?" Bakugou suggested.

"I promise I won't bite."