His Apartment~ 5

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His motorcycle slowed down as we neared his apartment. He drove into a parking lot for residents. I was surprised they could even have this in an apartment building.

He got off the bike and took my bags. "Come on. And bring bring the helmet."

It was kind of weird to be introduced to coldness. In the country everyone was loud. They were just either nice or a bag of dicks.

I followed Bakugou into the elevator. He refused to look at me. Is there something I did wrong...? Or is this just... him...?

It was quiet. I looked down at his hand holding my bag. "I can carry it myself." I said while keeping my eyes on the bag.

"You'll be too slow. I don't have time for that shit." He said as the elevator doors opened. He walked out with a tch. (Levi lmao)

I sighed and followed him quietly out of the elevator. We walked down the hallway till we reached room 314. He pulled out his keys from his leather jacket and put them into the key hole. (Wish it was my hole... and yes Daddy a leather jacket~ 😍🤤😩😩)

He kicked the door open and carried my bags in. I closed the door behind us. His apartment wasn't as big as the houses in the country, but wow.

 His apartment wasn't as big as the houses in the country, but wow

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(Enter through the black door in the kitchen.)

(Across from the kitchen

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(Across from the kitchen. Through the next door is the bedroom)

(Okay look back up at the kitchen. See the door on the waaaaaaaay right? Yeah, that's the bathroom)

 See the door on the waaaaaaaay right? Yeah, that's the bathroom)

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It was a lot neater than I was expecting. To be honest I was surprised I didn't see any missing women's clothing. But who am I kidding? He can't get a girl with that attitude.

"Ahh... you have a really nice place," I said with a nervous smile.

"Of course it is," he said with a scoff, "It's my place, isn't it?"

I swear I could see a devil's tail poking out of his butt.

He plopped down on his couch with his butt up in the air. "As payment for living here you will pay 1/4th of the rent, and make me meals. Deal?" He said with closed eyes.

I smirked and I leaned forward while curtsying. "Will that be all, Master?"

He popped one eye open and a tic mark appeared above his head. "While you're at it, cover your tits," he said before his stood up and walked into his room and slammed the doors shut.

I walked up to his doors and said, "Where will I sleep?"

"The couch!" he shouted from the other side. I sighed and turned towards my bags and dragged them towards the couch. I pulled out my pajamas and went to the bathroom to change, wash my face, then brush my teeth. During the process of cleaning my exposed bones, I heard a loud banging on the door. (Bang hahahah. I'm such a child...)

"GET OUT I NEED TO TAKE A SHIT" I heard from the other side.

I unlocked the door and he burst in already undoing his belt.

"GET OUT IF YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE SHIT SQUIRT OUT OF MY ASS"

And with that I ran out and spit into the kitchen sink.

Ten minutes later Bakugou walked out of the bathroom looking tired. Without a thought I went back in and was exposed to the stench of the nastiest ass shit smell a bathroom could ever have. He must of had a blend of hot Cheetos, takis, hot sauce, and hot peppers mixed into a bag and ate it.

I put my tooth brush up, grabbed my clothes and walked out while holding my breath. Nasty ass shitter.

First thing I'm doing here is buying some Ferbreeze. But then it might just smell like tropical shit.

For the rest of the night I ended up searching shit spray, ordered Poo-Pourri, and fell asleep at four a.m..

Around seven a

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Around seven a.m. I woke up to being hit in the face with a pillow.

"WAKE UP BITCH"

Oh what's that? It must be the sound of a FUCKING BITCH.

My face was contorted with anger as my beauty sleep was disturbed.

"Make me breakfast...!" He growled. When I looked up I saw the face of an angry blond man in a black tank top.

"How about you make me cum..."

Was the last thing Y/n L/n ever said before she died




NOT!!

"How about I cum in your shampoo you fucking bitch," he growled while smacking me in the face again with the pillow again

I couldn't help but smile and say, "Will you really do that for me?"

"Just make me breakfast already. I have to leave for work in a hour".

"Ffffffine," I said while getting up and stretching.

Once I got into the kitchen I looked in the fridge. There was bread, butter, orange juice, and beer.

"Fucking great," I rolled my eyes and turned around, "HEY BAKUGOU, you're having shitty toast this morning cause you got no fucking food!!"

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