My Hero Academia x Reader One-shots

I Might Like You (Bakugou Katsuki x Reader)

A/N: Haha, yeah. Sorry for the absence. Was busy with APs and college apps, but I'm back now and I'm working fast! This was a request from smoothbitch. Hope you enjoy it!^^ I do not own My Hero Academia, any of its characters, or the picture. I do own the plot though.

"Out of my way, extra!" Wincing at the sharp shove to your shoulder, you bit your lip to hold back the retort on your tongue. Nothing but pain and harsh glares would result from talking back to Bakugou Katsuki, a lesson you had learned early in life. 

The ash blonde didn't even have the decency to spare you a glance as he stormed by you, set on doing god knows what. It wasn't like you and he had known each other practically your entire lives. No, not at all. 

For as long as you could remember, Bakugou had treated you just as badly as Izuku, if not worse. You had no idea what you had ever done to deserve his hostility, but the explosive male seemed resolved to hate you forever. 

Hurrying in his footsteps, Kirishima sent you an apologetic look over his shoulder. Taking a deep breath, you squared your shoulders. This was just another day. You weren't going to let Bakugou get to you.

Little did you know of the piercing red eyes that watched your every move, a rare conflict hidden in their ruby depths.

He hated you. No. Hate was too soft a word. He loathed you. With every fiber of his being. Why? He didn't quite know, but ever since you were kids something about you made him feel...off. Too warm and like his stomach was roiling. 

He felt weak whenever you were around, and that was unacceptable. He was going to be the number one hero. He couldn't afford to be weak.

So he kept you as far away as possible, channeling every bit of disgust he could into harsh words and rough treatment in an effort to drive you off, and that was exactly how he intended to keep it, despite his traitorous heart urging him to do otherwise.

Blowing a lock of hair out of your face, you tried to concentrate on the worksheet laid out on the desk before you, blocking out the sounds of conversation around you. You could probably get it done later if you really wanted to, but you just wanted to be done with it. One less thing for to worry about tonight when you had other homework to get done.

You were almost finished when a blur of yellow appeared in the edge of your vision, a certain pikachu look alike asking, "Whatcha doin'?"

Smiling, you looked up at Kaminari hovering over you. "Finishing the worksheet Aizawa-sensei gave us."

Though a lot of people found Kaminari annoying, you actually enjoyed his company, even going so far as to spend time with him outside of school working on schoolwork or just hanging out. He definitely wasn't the brightest bulb in the box, but he was kind to you and never failed to make you smile, unlike another blonde classmate whose sole purpose in life seemed to be to torment you whenever you came within a ten foot radius of him.

"Couldn't you finish it at home? You're so smart, I'm sure you could get it done in no time."

"That's exactly why I'm doing it now. So I don't have to spend time on it tonight."

"In that case..." Kaminari slid into the chair in front of you, striking a jokingly suggestive look. "Wanna make out later?" You raised an eyebrow at the same time that he noticed his mistake, eyes widening and his mouth opening and closing a few times before he managed to say, "No! I mean, do you want to hang out, not make out! That's not what I-! I mean you're beautiful, but-"