SELF/CONTROL (katsuki bakugou x reader)

bus ride☆

Unedited☆ﾟ.*

Children ran through the streets, firing water guns at each other. Ice cream trucks were on every block, the town a symphony of 'waraaabiiiii moochiiiiiii'. Every sane person in town was showing a lot of skin, except for the stereotypical japanese grandmother who still wore a full outfit, looking down on the younger girls who dared to show their skin to the public, wondering where modesty went.

Yes, summer had finally come in Japan, which could only mean one thing: school lodge trip! Of course, with the commotion that occurred at the mall a few weeks ago, the destination had been changed. But it would take a heck of alot more to deter me. I was an unstoppable force, barrelling out of the public bus that was full of sweaty businessman who didn't have summer breaks and crying babies who couldn't handle the sweltering heat. I ran the rest of the way to the meeting location, the unbuttoned white blouse I donned as a light jacket fluttering into the wind.

I hurriedly apologized to the people I knocked into with my duffel bag, not caring all to much. I was just excited to get on the bus and to our lodge, enjoying nights of bonfires and smores and swimming and stories.

When I finally came into sight, I must have looked like a mad woman by the reaction I got from Bakugou. I didn't blame him, I was running down the street in a halter top and high waisted shorts, shouting "YA-HOOOO" at the top of my lungs.

I slowed down as I reached the bus, getting there just in time as Iida began demanding us to get in our normal queue, which there was a fat chance of actually happening, even though I did end up sitting next to Katsuki. I smiled, humming and impatiently tapping my fingers on my knees, waiting for the bus to depart so the official bus shenanigans would ensue.

"What's that dumb expression for?" Katsuki asked, looking at me like I was a child who enjoyed sitting in their own pee. However, my expression didn't waver. Not even Katsuki's half-insults could get me down. Something was weighing me down a little bit though. Should I really be sitting next to Katsuki with my recent, er, development in feelings?

I quickly waved the situation away as the bus roared to life, and I didn't mean the engine only as the students of Class 1-A began cheering, breaking out snacks and phones. Iida tried to enforce rules, but there was no point.

I talked with Katsuki, talking about things we had seen on TV and senseless things like that. He was in his usual bitter mood, but it was a little bit more tsun than dere. (the word tsundere is actually two words, tsun meaning harsh and dere meaning soft ((not exactly but you get the point)). He shared in sadistic jokes and opinions, but the conversation was flowing nicely, without having to put effort in. I stared at his expressions as he furiously told a story, his eyes getting all wild and angry.

"You know you're really hot when you're all wrathful and sadistic and-" I didn't mean to say it out loud, and as soon as I realized I was, my hands flew up to cover my mouth as I tucked my head down into my knees. I couldn't dare to look up at him, not hearing anything from him.

"Is there any chance you could just, like, forget I said that?" I asked - well, more like pleaded, even though I knew the answer.

"Not a chance in hell. What do you even fucking mean?" He asked, but it wasn't as taunting as I expecting. Don't get me wrong, it was still obviously mocking, but there was also genuine curiosity in there.

"You know, when you get so angry that it seems like you're losing control or something, or when you're being mean to somebody. Jesus Christ, what am I even saying? You've turned the things I hated into something that I find attractive." I trail on, not caring anymore. It wasn't a secret anymore. Katsuki stared at me in a mixture of pure shock and confusion.