My Hero Academia Imagines

Do You Even Love Me (Bakugou Katsuki)

Bakugou Katsuki:

You'd be the first to admit that your relationship was currently on the rocks. But you'd also never admit that all of your relationships had always ended with them being thrown off the rocks. But this one was different... Katsuki was different. You... you wanted to make it work out, you wanted to make it work with him.

But he made it so hard, and you didn't really make it easy on him either. The two of you both were prideful, stubborn, and unwilling to admit when you were wrong. It was almost funny how similar the two of you were. But... it wasn't always easy.

When the two of you worked together or were on each other's side, then things tended to work out fine. But as of late, it seems like neither of you had wanted to be around or even talk to the other. Both of your feelings of pride getting in the way of actually talking and trying to grow your already rocky relationship.

But you knew... you knew that you didn't want Katsuki to become another ex who you would avoid eye contact with when you passed him on the street. In fact... you didn't want Katsuki to even become an ex at all... if possible.

And so... you decided to for once crack down on your own thick headedness and try and do something nice for the new pro-hero. Katsuki was often stuck with either late or odd hours for work and as such... he was always tired when he came home.

And so, deciding that maybe a good start would be to have him come home to his favorite meal, you spent your entire day off from your own job cooking. You went through a lot of trial and errors, wanting to make him the perfect meal.

Finally, ten minutes before he usually gets home you had made the best spicy curry yet. And now all you had to do was set the table and wait to welcome him home. You wanted this to work out... you had to make this workout.

Halfway through you setting up two table settings, you heard the front door unlock. The familiar sounds of grumbling and heavy footsteps making their way towards the shared kitchen and living room. The small apartment always letting you hear nearly everything in it... and this time, it was Katsuki's angered mumbling.

"Welcome home, Katsuki." You smiled, seeing him stop in his tracks when he saw the meal and you in front of him. "I made your favorite, figured you'd need it after your day."

Maybe it was his day, or your choice or words, or just the tension and distance that had come between the two of you in recent weeks... but for whatever reason, your little greeting seemed to be the explosion that broke Katsuki's back.

"Oh fuck off..." He grumbled, moving straight to the bathroom. "I don't want to eat your shit meal... especially since you made it cause you thought I'd 'need' it.

Your smile dropped within a second, feeling like once again... he was being a total ass for no reason other than because he could be. Your eyes narrowed, and without thinking about it, you open your own mouth.

"I try to do something nice and this is how you act?" You tossed the napkin onto the chair. "Well, you can make your own damn meals for now on. Serves me right for trying to be a nice girlfriend to you, Katsuki."

You shouldn't have said anything, you should have just let it slide. Something had obviously pissed him off today and while it was wrong to be taking it out on you, you had made it worse by further provoking him.

"Yeah, fucking talk like you're a damn angel, huh? (Name) could never do anything wrong, right?" He clicked his tongue. "So damn full of yourself."

"Well, what does that make you then?"

"The guy who has to put up with you! Why can't you be that fucking shy girl again, like when we first met and started dating... At least she didn't give me a lecture every two damn seconds. You're not my fucking mom!"