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❆ Christmas Special : Bakugou Katsuki ❆

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—★Katsuki Bakugou

【Slight Yanderism and Sexual Content】

Blood , sweat and tears. Common words used for one's hard work. The blood pumping through their veins , the sweat from exhaustion and the tears from the desperation. It was what she shed , yet she could not grasp her wishes. She cannot obtain the impossible.

Yet he too cannot obtain something. Being the best among the rest , beat DEKU and make her heart his. He wanted her in his arms , he wanted her warmth and her everything. He wanted her to be his but he knew he had to work hard for that. But jealousy is not easy to control.

Helping duct tape boy , short circuit pikachu , shark and radioactive pink in their exams was the first event he ever became jealous of. Second was he was too late to take your homework to you since you were sick and half n' half had to bring it to you. And he was definitely pissed off when tired walking grape cornered you to the wall to protect you from the crowd back then. And DEKU was the worst when he saw you eating with him

Every time you'd say his name , it felt like heaven. He even imagined hearing you scream his name , as you leave scratches on his back. And every time he releases from his tight grip. And right now , he was staring at a photo of your smiling face in his bathroom. His breaths got ragged as he stared at you , tempted to touch himself ( and the author is tempted to write a lemon yet they cannot) because of your alluring features.

His phone suddenly rang , he turned his attention to the caller ID. It was your name. With a smile on his face , he picked up the phone and answered the call.

"What do you need?" He said in his usual grumpy voice.

"I just wanna ask a quick question. Is black better or red?" She asked.

"The fuck? Is that all your gonna ask?" He exclaimed.

"Jeez. I was just asking. So which color is better?"

"Black. Now if you'll excuse me I'll ma- I mean I'm gonna go to sleep. Bye." He hung up and sighed in relief.

His mind gave him sinful thoughts once again. Was the color for underwear? Oh , he cannot control himself anymore. He knows that if he couldn't handle he'll explode.

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"A red envelope?" She murmured as he looked at the letter in her desk. She picked up her bag along with the letter as she walked out of their classroom. Opening the letter , there was a piece of paper with a written poem.

'Blood is red ,

Some bruises are blue

But you won't believe the hardships I went for you

An inescapable feeling that I have felt

But when I looked at your smile I knew I fell

A wish to hold your hands in mine

But today I'll know if you'll be mine'

Please meet me at the rooftop after you read this poem.

With the letter in hand , she walked along the stairs and looked at the door that led to the rooftop. She inhaled deeply before opening the door. She looked around and saw a particular blond who seemed to be muttering something,

"Bakugou?" She asked. The male flinched before turning around and looked at you.

"Y/n , look. I know a lot of shit happened and we just met. I lo-lo! I fucking like you!" He said , his face flushing red.

"I like you too Bakugou." She said , her face also flushing red.

"I knew I had to force- Wait! Are you serious?! Yes! Finally! Suck my dick assholes!" He shouted and laughed before hugging her.

He smiled from the hug as he he silently sniffed your scent. He slightly drooled , feeling himself almost getting erect. He stopped his thoughts and released from the hug before grabbing her wrist his other hand on his blushing face.

Extra:

"Ah-AH~ Y/n you make me crazy!" He whispered as he came on his right grip but he didn't stop as he inhaled a part of your hair. Chuckling every now and then , as he inhaled your vanilla scented hair.

"When You were busy hugging back , you didn't notice that I cut a part of your hair from the scissors in my sleeves. " he whispered as e inhaled more , spoiling himself.

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"What the fuck?" She whispered as she brushed a part of her hair , it was shorter than the others. Really short , other reached your h/l while this only reached your shoulders (author said to make hair longer).

"Well , Mr. Potato . You do look cute in that black sweater." She looked at her white [insert dog breed] who seemed to sniff the sweater before rolling around her bed.