(Katsuki Bakugou X Male reader)The missing piece that spelled help.

chapter 7• SMS

The sun silently rose, knowing that it could never simply catch a break. (M/n) snuck back to the room, making sure not to wake up Bakugou, knowing that he could never tell him the truth. He sighed, running a (s/c) hand through his (h/c) locks. His dull, bored eyes darting almost immediately when Bakugou started moving. (M/n) walked towards the restroom, making sure the alcohol smell was gone. His phone buzzed. And there he read—

???- (n/n)...

He gave phone  a questioning look  before shrugging ultimately.

-pardon, naмe?

???- υgн.... ι wanт тo нold yoυ.

-ι тнιnĸ wнoever тнe ғυcĸ тнιѕ ιѕ, ιѕ ιnѕanely drυnĸ, and тнey're a ғυcĸ ғace.

???- мgnн.. ι wonder нow yoυ тaѕтe.

-lιĸe alcoнol.

???- ι need тo нold yoυ.

-wнo тнe ғυcĸ ιѕ тнιѕ?

???- ι wanт yoυ тo вe мιne

-yeaн oĸay ѕυre-- once yoυ тell мe yoυr ғυcĸιng naмe reтard

???- ι wanт yoυ тo ѕυвмιт.

-oĸay ι've loѕт yoυ. goodвye.

But the text didn't stop, they didn't for awhile. He felt someone watching him whenever Bakugou held him by the waist, whenever he would lock hands together. He felt uneasy.

???- нe doeѕn'т deѕerve yoυ.

(M/n) for sure knew at this point he was being watched. He tugged Bakugou's sleeve. "Katsuki.."

The stoic male yanked Bakugou into a single stall. Eyes frantically darting between the new messages.

???- yoυ can rυn вυт yoυ can'т нιde.

The message receiving male shoved the phone in Bakugou's hands.

Bakugou

What the fuck. I read all the texts starting from the beginning of today until now. Who the fuck is this creep. I looked at the usually monotone male, who was pacing in small circles. I locked the door, and sat his phone down by the sink. Rubbing soothing circles in his collar bone area, I gently grabbed his shoulders; pinning him against the wall, I sweetly kissed his neck. Gently sucking and licking creating a dark bruise.

"Katsuki... what the hell mannnn.."

"Mine; just to show, we don't have to contin—"

Lips were immediately attached to mine in a fast fury. I felt his hand slide down, but he simply wasn't having control today. I pressed against him, slyly dragging my tongue along his bottom lip, he denied. I growled.

I pulled away, not wanting to hurt him. Him standing an inch shorter than me I gave a smirk.

"I love you."

"I don't not hate you too Bakugou.."

There was a knock at the door. We kept quiet. Another knock. And the phone on the sink flashed.

I quietly grabbed it, not wanting the person outside to hear if it was the person texting.

???- Let me in...

I put the phone back down. Making sure the door was for sure locked, I grabbed (M/n). Pulling him into a stall I walked back out locking him in it. I sighed, here we go. I unlocked the main door and opened it, walking out I pretended not to know the guy. With (M/n)s phone that I had grabbed on the way out in my pocket I quickly opened it, seeing new messages.

???- Where the hell are you (n/n)...¿

I waited 10 minutes around a corner before I returned to the stall..