The Faker (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader)

Chapter 11

(F/n POV)

I groggily opened my eyes and stretched out my heavy limbs. Light streamed into the room from the ajar curtains covering the windows. I groaned and rolled over, feeling like I had been hit by a truck. A truck of pain, embarrassment, and a need for a very hot shower. 

I finally pulled myself from the grasps of the plush blanket that held me captive and made my way to the bathroom. As I let the water heat up to the perfect temperature, nearly scolding, I slowly peeled off the clothes I had fallen asleep in. It was like a breath of fresh air once the long over worn binder came off. 'I really need to be more careful before I hurt myself...' I thought as I tossed it to the side along with the rest of my clothes.

I closed my eyes as I stepped into the steaming cascade of water as it loosened my stiffness. I let out a sigh of relief and let it run over me as I just stood there. The repressed memories of the night before crept back into thought as I stood under the water. 'Let's see...I was drug to a party I didn't want to be at...I played spin the bottle and kissed Bakugou in front of everyone... Left the party early... got lost... How did I get home? ' I thought to myself.

The more I thought about it, the fuzzier the memory seemed. Not being able to recall it bothered me. I felt like it was something important, but I couldn't make out the image in my head.

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I shut the water off stepped into the steamy outside that was the rest of the bathroom. I stretched my arms, working some of the soreness out before rubbing the towel against my hair. 'What should I do for breakfast?... I guess it is technically more lunch time...' I monologued to myself as I continued to dry off and do a mental scan of my cabinets.

A loud thud from the living room jarred me out of my thoughts and threw me back into reality. 'What was that?' A pit formed in my stomach. I quickly pulled on my over sized shirt and gym shorts before exiting the bathroom.

I stopped as I opened the bathroom door silently, holding my breath as I listened. The intruder was grumbling about something and walking around. I padded closer and decided to use my quirk.

I stayed behind the corner, back pressed against the hallway wall. I took advantage of all the plants I kept inside and focused my energy on the hanging plant that grew vines. I closed my eyes and used the vines to pin point where they were. 'The are standing still...near the fireplace?' I thought and nodded. 'Now is my chance'. I shot the vines forward quickly, wrapping them around the intruder's legs as they had their back turned.

"What the hell?" They said, followed by the sound of them hitting the ground as I pulled their feet out from under them. "Let me go!" I was surprised by the familiar voice demanding freedom. "Bakugou?" I said as I poked my head around the corner. I meet his crimson glare as I stifled a laugh. "Will you get the damn vines off me, shit wad." He was fuming, which was slightly understandable.

"I don't know...I don't really appreciate being called a 'shit wad'." I said teasingly as I tightened the grip of the vines around his legs and crossed my arms. "What are you even doing in my house anyways?" I questioned, confused by his presence here in the first place.

"I had to carry your dumb ass here after you passed out." He grumbled. "What? When did I pass out?" He just glared up at me from his spot on the floor. "After you got into a fight with some drunk. I saved you from an ass beating. Your welcome, by the way." He said dryly.

It was like there was a click in my head as I slowly remembered. "Oh yeah... That still doesn't really answer why you are here." I said.

 "I got tired and crashed on your couch." 

I just nodded and retracted the vines from his legs. He got up and narrowed his eyes at me. "What?" I took a cautious step back. "You look exactly like that girl in the family portrait on your mantel. My eyes widened. "W-What? That's obviously not me..." I asked, cursing myself for stuttering as I tried to pretend like I didn't know what he was taking about. "If it isn't you, the who is it?" He questioned further. 

"Uh... it my sister. People say we look a lot alike..." I hoped it was convincing enough. "Why aren't you in it? After all, it does look like a family picture." He pressed, stepping closer to me. "And you know, there is something off about you. I plan to figure out whatever you are hiding." He pressed on. "I don't know what you are talking about. I'm not hiding anything." I tried to sound as convincing as possible.

"I never brought it up because there were always others around, but I heard you talking with Aizawa a while back. He said 'Your secret is safe withe me.' People don't say that unless they are hiding something." I entered panic mode, 'How much of that conversation did he hear?!' I screamed internally as I kept a straight face.

I could feel his warm breath on my face as he stepped closer. I met his glare with one of my own. "How about you mind your own business?" My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest from the close proximity of our faces. "I feel like it is my business. You transferred in right after a villain attack and you seem like you have a lot to hide. Don't you think that is suspicious?" Though his features were sharp, and his voice was dangerously calm. I could understand the point he was making, but to think I was a villain was a little much.

"Are you implying I am a villain who infiltrated UA? Because if that were true, don't you think Aizawa would have reported me, if not, do you think Aizawa is a traitor too?" I furrowed my brows and hardened my tone. Bakugou just huffed and turned around, walking to the door. He stopped as He turned the handle and looked back at me. "I will find out what you are hiding." He said and closed the door behind him as he walked out.

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*Extra scene- Bakugou POV*

'Why the hell do I care so much. It's not like it really is any of my business.' I thought to myself as I shoved my hands in my pockets. My heart was beating fast and I could feel heat pricking at the tips of my ears. 'He pisses me off so much...' I kicked a rock as I continues to walk home.

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Owo Damn son who am I? Two updates in a week, shit.