MHA/BNHA Boyfriend scenarios *discontinued*

|Snogging, part 1 ✅|

Shout out to the readers who skipped to this kissing chapter

Marcie and Ruby pls don't bully me for this :'(

Don't read dis by ur family unless you want to be bullied too

anyway

these are slightly longer

Izuku Midoriya

Midoriya followed you into the breakroom. You'd long since quit your job at the cafe because you'd been offered a high-paying job somewhere else. Midoriya missed you at work, he had no one to make him laugh- well, not as you do. You'd thought it'd be nice for you to pop in on his break. All of your old co-workers didn't mind you going into the back, the knew you were just with Midoriya.

"Thanks, Izuku," You smiled, as Midoriya shut the door behind him.

He sauntered right up next to you, grinning. God, his grin was so contagious, you couldn't help but smile back. A strong feeling of flustering crept up the back of your neck, you hadn't felt that bothered since you two started messing about (a few months ago). It was almost reassuring, you loved him even when he was just walking. As stupid as that sounds.

He gave you a cheeky look before resting his hands on your waist, pulling you towards him. Your heart skipped a beat slightly. His hands fit your body perfectly.

You raised your eyebrow, faking confidence. You slipped your hands up to his shoulders, forcing your bodies closer. He was so warm. Freckles danced across his fair skin, starting from his forearms up to the tip of his nose. It made him one thousand times hotter, honestly, you couldn't imagine him without his freckles.

Midoriya's dark green eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips. Automatically drawing himself towards them. You lifted yourself up slightly.

Your lips pressed against his, savouring the warmth they radiated. He shifted his big hands from your waist, one travelling up to your face, pressing itself on your cheek. You lent into his palm, his body heat capturing you in a woozy haze. The other hand slid around your body, causing you to curve up to him, crashing into each other.

Your hands quickly knotted themselves into his curly hair as the kiss began to escalate. Suddenly Midoriya was shoving you. Both of you stumbled towards the lockers, knocking over scattered items as you forced your tongue into his mouth. All the nervousness completely evaporated.

He leant completely into you, sloppily battling with your tongue, softly letting out groans. You let him win, you loved it when he was dominant. Midoriya swiftly made it clear that he'd been yearning for your touch, the way he swirled his tongue against yours, the way he moaned every time you tugged at his hair. It was such a turn on.

Suddenly, he pulled away, breaking the kiss.

You stared at him. You watched his face fade to red, wiping the excess saliva from his lips. Embarrassment erupted from your chest, you quickly took your hands away from him.

"Damn, alright," You whispered, a bit hurt and confused at the abrupt halt.

Midoriya mumbled something, then suddenly reached out to comb through your dishevelled hair. Even more confused, you just batted his hand away. It was his turn to look hurt.

"S-sorry," He whispered.

Then it clicked; he was just nervous. You don't know how- both of you had done this many times. Sighing, you pieced it together, it was a misunderstanding. Not wanting to leave the atmosphere awkward, you apologised. Then scooping down to his catch his hand, you kissed his palm.

"I'll see you at home, okay, Love?"

jesus. one down, i hope ur enjoying this.

Katsuki Bakugo (Highschool AU)

Bakugo was crouched down by the bedroom radiator. The neighbourhood prick had a house-party while his parents were out. Literally everyone in their year was invited; neeks, jocks, cheerleaders, winos to even the foreign exchanges.

Music was pulsing throughout the house, the quietest room was the prick's bedroom, where a massive group (including Bakugo) were sat around in a circle. They'd locked the door so nobody could get in. The prick (A French-Japanese student who moved here from Lyon) had the brilliant idea of playing Spin the bottle, but instead of a quick kiss, it had to be a full-on snog.

Bakugo hated this idea, but his mates dragged him here.

Also.

His crush may-or-may-not be sitting a few feet away.

You were was a foreign exchange from (country name) and you sat next to him in English. You were very friendly and had chats with him often.

"BAK-U-GO, BAK-U-GO, BAK-U-GO!"

Very annoyingly, he was up next. He resisted for the last five rounds, but he gave in, "Fuck it."

Everyone started cheering and screeching as the blonde reluctantly reached out for the bottle. He gave it a quick spin, watching, silently hoping he'd get you, knowing that he wouldn't actually get to kiss you-

The beer bottle twizzled to a stop, Bakugo followed the direction that the bottleneck was pointing.

You. It was pointing at you.

Everyone was absolutely losing their shit.

Screaming, jumping, "OOOOOHHHHH"-ing.

Your friends shoved you on the back, cheering and laughing their heads off. Bakugo's friends doing the same, Kirishima even attempted to pick Bakugo up. The whole thing was chaos. After about three minutes of struggling, you and Bakugo were stood in the centre of the circle. Bakugo had always wanted to kiss you, but not in front of his screaming mates, smelling of BO and Vodka-cola. They had to get over it because clearly, they weren't getting out otherwise.

......

You were bright red. THE Katsuki Bakugo- the guy you liked since the start of the year- was scowling, also red, right in front of you. JUST. ABOUT. TO. KISS. YOU. You felt like a child, it was just a snog. It wasn't like full intercourse or anything. It not that difficult.

Your friends knew of your crush on the blonde-rebel. That's why they were going insane, phones out, recording.

A shrill chant started echoing around the room: "KISS HER, KISS HER, KISS HER!"

Bakugo was muttering something before looking at her, red eyes meet (e/c). He shrugged. You shrugged back, unable to do anything else. He took it as a sign to go for it.

Bakugo's hands quickly placed themselves on either side of your cheeks. They were massive, warm and reminded you of bear's paws. He then ducked down and pressed his lips against yours. All of the breath was suddenly swiped as your mind ran a thousand miles an hour. You both stumbled back slightly, before getting in the rhythm and moving with each other. Bakugo's hands brought your face closer to his, your arms reaching out and placing them on his waist.

You could distantly hear the chaotic shrieking of your peers around, they were drowned out slightly by Bakugo's presence in front of you. Each small movement from his lips caused billions of minuscule fires to light across your skin, you desperately want him to be closer to you. You suddenly ripped Bakugo's hands off your face. Pulled back.

Everyone was "awwing" in disappointment, though quickly started the screaming when you practically threw your arms around Bakugo's neck. Your lips connecting with his again, more passionately, his arms squeezing you tightly.

It was the best kiss Bakugo had ever had.

Yummy