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Bakugou and the others watched as their roommate finished several boxes of beer, and slowly started moving onto the whisky. Todoroki coughed gaining the attention of the alcoholic. "Ugmn, that's the sixth box today (l/n)." You shrugged, the bags under your eyes darker than Aizawa's. "And..?" You spoke in a husky voice. Bakugou barked, "Get your ass up and actually hang out with us." Midoriya nodded, "Cmon (n/n). Please?" You sighed deeply, what can I say? You have a very masculine appearance. Muscles, abs, messy hair, wide shoulders, monotone expression. "Fine." You grumbled cleaning up your mess Kirishima interrupted you, "And can you also change...?" You looked down and realized you had on pajamas, grumbling— once more, "Yeah yeah." Taking your sleep shirt off, Bakugou caught a look at your ribs, your ripped body, but where the fuck was there any sign of ever eating. You slipped on a white tee-shirt and some ripped up black skinny jeans. You fixed your cross necklace, rubbing your tattooed arm, "Alright let's go." Midoriya face palmed, "What?" You questioned the gesture, Izuku pointed at your feet, Bakugou began to become impatient very fast, you noticed and quickly slipped on some vans. Everyone walked out the door, you grabbed your black leather jacket on the way out. The girls met up with y'all and started running their mouths about gossip to Kirishima, Midoriya, Iida, and me. Todoroki and Bakugou having a calm peaceful silence. You grumbled, the sun was out and fucking hot as ever. Uraraka smiled holding onto your arm, "You're finally out of the dorm (M,n)!" Your cousin hollered, you rolled your eyes, "No fucking dip—" A hand clasped your mouth and you looked slightly up seeing Iida, "No cussing! Young innocent children are all over the place looking up to us!" He stated proudly. Older classes muttering as they passed the disheveled man, he saw the stares and flipped them off, Bakugou snickered.
They all started walking towards a restaurant to go eat at, the restaurant was mainly for hero's, and since they were in collage for it, they were commonly recognized and asked for autographs (allowing them to get food from the restaurant). (M/n) swung an arm around the last bit of family he had, squeezing her close, Uraraka was used to this. She wrapped her right arm around her cousins waist. Bakugou wanted to be mad, but couldn't, they were related. Bakugou standing an inch taller than you smirked, it used to not be that way, (M/n) had always been taller than him. So finally outgrowing him was fun. They all walked in and took a seat taking note on a the hero's in the building, the restaurant went quiet when (m/n) walked in, he twiddled a piece of his hair nervously, why the fuck were they all looking at him. Laughs were heard all around, the group was so fucking confused. Hollers calling the not completely sober male over.
He looked at his friends with anxiety. "What the fuck ?" He whisper yelled to the group and his arm was snatched and he was pulled to a group of very famous hero's. They all had moonshine in a large cup. Bakugou growled.
"This was supposed to get him away from alcohol."
They heard the clanking of glass and cheers, they followed (m/n) sitting down near and around him and the other hero's, Bakugou on one side of him, and Todo on the other. A grunt was heard as (m/n) gritted his teeth, "100% pure alcohol!" A hero laughed a hallow laugh, definitely drunk af.
Bakugou slipped an arm around (M/n)'s back to tell him it was okay, this happened very frequently. Nether the less, they had a fucking awesome time. Midoriya even had his first shot. And Uraraka actually had beer for the first time. It was a day of many first. After they left the restaurant they went to a carnival playing games.
But the day would not last much longer, and hero training was tomorrow, meaning they would be going off campus to a different part of the world, meaning no more alcohol for (m/n) for a while.
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(Katsuki Bakugou X Male reader)The missing piece that spelled help.
FanfictionYou hadn't necessarily got everything in the bag. Actually, you have nothing together. Your ex girlfriend took all your shit, and you have always been slightly addicted to alcohol, but when she left it became all you ever did, drink. You don't sleep...