My Hero Academia Imagines

I Hate That I Love You (Bakugou Katsuki)

Bakugou Katsuki

Writing Prompt 7- I hate how much I love you

Bakugou didn't do relationships. He was not the type to make friends, he was not the type to date. He always believed that being distracted by trivial things like love and friendship would take away from his personal pursuit of being number 1.

Hell he already was falling behind with all these shits from UA moving up and improving so fast. He felt as if he was moving by inches while they moved on by the miles. And it pissed him off.

But something pissed him off more. You did. Ohhhhh did you piss him off.

The way you laughed made his heart flutter. 'What a cute laugh, only a real shit head would laugh that way.'

The way you visibly perked up when he interacted with you. 'There must be something wrong with them if they get this fucking excited when I ask to borrow a shitty pencil of theirs.'

The way you'd compliment him when he moved forward another inch despite everyone else constantly starting to outshine him now.. 'Fucker... it's not that impressive, but I'm glad someone fucking noticed...'

It took him a long time, as emotions and Bakugou were not a familiar mix in the cocktail of his life. But slowly he started to realize why he would insult and compliment you at the same time.

He was head over heels in love.

And it pissed him off! He remembered punching a hole in his wall when he realized it. His mother was not happy about that in the slightest...

But it wasn't his fault! You were the one who did this to him! He would have been fine and back to his usual self if not for you! If you hadn't existed or shown up in his life, then he would not be having this problem.

Yes that was it. He hated you! He hated everything about you! From your smell that drove him crazy and calmed him down at the same time, to your light touches when he walked next to you in the hallways and your fingers accidentally scraped together.

Yes, everything you did was terrible and therefore he hated it! But why did he miss it when you were not around? Why did he feel so jealous when you would talk to Deku or Icy Hot? Hell even laughing at something Round Face said made him grind his teeth and scratch his nails across his desk.

You had him wrapped around your finger and you didn't even know it! He was obsessed with you in the same way he was obsessed with becoming a hero! He was in love with you and he hated it!

Or at least he wanted to hate it...

He wanted to hate it so badly, but something inside of him kept urging him to accept it and do something about it. His innerself wanted him to like it.

"Are you feeling okay Bakugou-kun?" You squeaked and broke him out of his trance.

He looked up at your concerned face and then looked around the classroom. The clock read 15 minutes past the final bell, and the only two people remaining in the room were yourself and him now.

"I'm fine!" He yelled at you and then bit his tongue hard at his sudden harsh tone. "J-just leave me the fuck alone."

You blinked and shook your head in protest. "Something's wrong, you never stutter!"

"I said I was fine! So get out of my way before you fucking regret it you weakling? God I swear you are the most fucking persistent whor-"

The classroom became silent after the radiating sound of your palm connecting to his cheek was made. Bakugou blinked, not sure exactly what had just happened. D-did you just slap him?

He was pissed! What gave you the right to slap him? He was so ready to tear you a new one!

"YOU'RE SUCH AN ASS!"

He was beat to it though.

"Seriously? Is it by choice that you act so arrogant and rude? Or do you do it without realizing it? Either way it's a major problem!

Ugh! All I'm trying to do is be your friend! But apparently you're too good for those too huh? Well guess what? You're not on as high of a pedestal as you think and one day when you finally realize it, no one will be there for you!

And you'll deserve whatever pain comes your way."

You slammed the door closed behind you and Bakugou glared at where you had last been seen. He hated being in love with you. He hated that he was too stubborn to act upon it.

He hated that his mother was going to get a call later that night that he broke a desk in his rage from him being such a stupid person.