SELF/CONTROL (katsuki bakugou x reader)

slumber party special☆

Unedited☆ﾟ.*

(F/A) - Fav artist (as in band/singer/artist/actor/etc.)

My mind was rife with thoughts and worries and what if's. Katsuki's name popped up into my mind again, and I rolled over onto my stomach, screaming into the pillow that I had been resting on. I can't stand it anymore. I tried to distract myself many times with many things, thoughts of war or sex or music, but somehow everything circled back to him and his stupid face.

I had gotten too deep, he was officially in danger now. Not that I didn't think Katsuki could handle himself well in a fight: I definitely knew he could. But I didn't want to put him in danger. I never wanted to put anyone in danger, naturally, but especially not Katuski, for more than one reasons. I didn't want him to become bored of fighting off villains, and leaving me to be the nuisance I was alone. I didn't want him to leave, god, I really didn't want him to leave.

Of course, I also didn't want him to get hurt, but the more I thought about cutting my ties with him, the more my heart clenched. God, this boy was going to be the death of me, and the past 24 hours didn't help.

I didn't even know to start explaining yesterday. Should I start with waking up nearly being crushed to death by him? No, how about when I was greeted by his excited little friend? Too late in the story? Okay, how about when I was bored out of my mind, hanging off the back of my bed. Yeah, that sounds like a good beginning.

FLASHBACK☆ﾟ.*

"UGH!" I groaned out for the hundredth time, hanging off the foot of my bed. My hair fell towards the ground and my face was red from the blood rushing to my face, but it was the most comfortable position I had found yet.

My mind ran through all my hobbies and ideas before once again, I decided I didn't feel like doing any of them. But I was so damn bored. I had been distracting myself with school and classwork, but even with the immense amount of work Aizawa assigned, I was finished within the first hour of my stupid three-day break.

Now, I lay in a city I still barely knew with no idea of how to entertain myself. I let myself fall off the bed, tucking my head in and rolling onto the floor. Varsity played from my phone which sat on my desk as I laid on my hardwood floor, considering trying to sleep again. I decided against it, rolling onto my stomach.

Well what did I do back in America, back before ... the accident? Thoughts rolled around my mind, but most of them included Rachel, whom I did not want to think about. I propped my head onto my hands and rested my elbows on the floor, looking around my room. My eyes landed on a bottle of black nail polish that laid under my bed and suddenly an idea popped into my head, and luckily it wasn't even about Katsuki and what had happened the night before.

I shot to my feet, clutching onto the frame of my bed to steady myself after the dizzy lightheaded-ness hit me from standing too quickly, before walking over to my desk. I opened a groupchat, adding all the members of our class and typing out a text. It read: Hey guys, movie night/ sleepover at my house at 5?

I set my phone back down and turned to get some water, but my phone came alive with notifications. Flipping the phone over, I watched as text after text came, everyone in the groupchat replying with an excited yes. Except for people like Iida and Shouto, of course, who replied with a simple 'Yes' or 'Sure'. I smiled to myself, they must have been just as bored as I was.

Flopping onto my bed, I unlock my phone and check the replies, before sending my address and reminding people not to forget toothbrushes. I frowned, however, when I realized one person had not replied. It had only been about five minutes though, meaning he could just be doing something. I comforted myself with that idea for another hour of nervously swiping through dumb instagram videos before pulling my texts back up.