Smoke Screen (Bakugo x Reader )

Chapter Thirty-Five: Blissful Ignorance

I wake up just before the first light of day breaks over the horizon. Even though I didn't sleep all that long, I feel more refreshed than ever before. Falling asleep in Katsuki's arms last night made me feel safer than I've felt in a long while.

       Rolling over, I see that he's still asleep. He looks so peaceful and my heart flutters. I run my thumb over his cheek and comb my fingers through the tufts of hair that fall in his face. Looking at him like this, well, you could never tell that he could be so ill-tempered.

       I start to sit up to go to the bathroom to freshen up when his arms capture my waist and he buries his face in the crook of my neck once he pulls me back down. "Just where do you think you're going?" He yawns before placing delicate kisses along my collarbone.

       "Just to the bathroom," I sigh, a stupid smile consuming my face. "Sorry if I woke you up."

"You didn't," he sighs. "I knew that I had to be up early so we didn't get caught. Do you think your uncle will be suspicious if we are both up and downstairs before the sunrise?"

       "I doubt it but in case he's already awake we should go down at separate times," I pull myself closer to him. "Can we stay like this just a little longer though?"

        He kisses my cheek. "Of course we can."

Once we finally decide to get up, Bakugo leaves my room first, deciding to go to his room to brush his teeth before meeting me downstairs. He said he might wash up quickly too but that it shouldn't take him longer than fifteen minutes at most.

       Once in the common area, I make my way over to the bean bags and TV, turning on some music to quietly play in the background. I make my way to the kitchen and pop a hazelnut flavored K-Cup in the coffee maker before pouring hot water into the top. I'm having an episode of deja vu but this time is different...

       A strong pair of arms wraps around my waist and soft lips press against the back of my neck. His hands play with hem of shirt as his lips move to the spot behind my ear.

       "That was quick," I smile as I turn around with my coffee mug in hand.

       The irises I meet when I turn around are not the red ones that belong to my boyfriend, but rather ones so deep brown that they are practically black. I know these eyes and they petrify me to the core. I drop my mug and it shatters on contact with the floor. Hot liquid splatters onto my legs but it doesn't faze me.

No. Not now.

       "Did you enjoy my kisses?" Michael's voice lilts as he forces my chin upward and smashes his lips against mine. "What about the photo I sent you yesterday? Or your romantic night spent with Katsuki? I'm a little mad that you gave him everything I wanted from you."

Katsuki.

       I want to scream. I want to push him away from me. I want to get away from him... but I can't... move. My brain can't even function to give my body the commands to move. "What... what picture are you talking about?"

Katsuki. Please. Save me.

       He places another small peck against my lips. "That's right. You wouldn't know. You were unconscious and I guess either your beloved boyfriend or your uncle have your phone."

Please don't let this be the end. Please let me have more time with Katsuki. More time for my uncle and other pros to make this looming threat go away.

       The fear muddles my train of thought and I can't comprehend what he's saying. "My phone?"

       He sighs and shakes his head, all with an unsettling smile. "You really are stupid, huh? Why don't you ask your boyfriend when he comes in here." And with that, his body melts just like it did a week ago.