fake it - katsuki bakugou x reader

- chapter two: the plan

second person pov
still day o

You and Bakugo didn't mutter a word to each other for the rest of the day, much to the classes confusion. Only glares and eye rolls were shared between you two, but other than that it was quiet. Uncomfortably quiet. Aizawa seemed to enjoy the silence for a while but even he too was soon disturbed by the lack of yelling and throwing of objects.

Kaminari muttered something about how maybe you and Bakugo had made up or better yet made out, but he didn't get to completely finish because of the glares you two were giving the blond. He sunk into his seat and didn't say anything about it again after that.

At the end of the day you packed up while talking to Uraraka, but before you could walk out on your own— or even grab your bag—Bakugo grabbed your left wrist and wrapped his other arm around your waist. "Wha- Hey stop dragging me! I can walk on my own!!" You tried pulling yourself out of his grip, but his hands held you close to his chest. "I- Uh- Bye Y/n! Bye Bakugo!" Uraraka yelled in confusion with a small wave. She shot you a sympathetic and confused look as if to say good luck. You paused and smiled at her as a goodbye before scowling and returning to scolding the male that was holding you close. Bakugo simply grunted out a small bye, but it was easy to see the light shade of red that appeared on his cheeks.

He dragged you out of the school while ignoring your complaints and everyone else's faces and words of confusion, hoping that eventually you'd stop talking and in his words, "shut that annoying mouth of yours." You actually listened to him for reasons you weren't even sure of yourself, but nonetheless you stayed quiet. Well, you did for about seven minutes.

"Can you at least tell me where we're going?" You two had been walking for what felt like forever (which might've been just cause you were with him) and you still didn't know where he was dragging you off to. "what if he's taking me somewhere secluded to murder me? Ha! Wouldn't that be rich; Bakugo Katsuki the teenage murderer. What if he's trying to get me alone to fu-" Your brain started making up unsavory situations that would not be rated pg-13 in theaters while you waited for a response.

He clicked his tongue and tightened his grip on you in annoyance. "My house, where else dumbass? Hell?" He gruffly responded while looking at you like you were the stupidest person in the world. "Well I'm hanging out with you aren't I? I'd say that's hell." You snapped back with a teasing grin, hoping to get him riled up the way he did to you. To your surprise, however, he simply too a deep breath, clicked his tongue, and that was it. The only true indicator that he was annoyed was the way his grip got tighter on you.

"So why are we going to your house again?"

"So that I can get to know you. If we're going to be stuck with each other then we might as well learn to tolerate each other. Besides it'll make it more believable if we actually know stuff about the other person." He did have a point, but it didn't mean you liked it any more.

You opened your mouth to argue back, but he interrupted you with "We're here" before you
could say anything. His house was nice, not too big but not too small either. It seemed cozy. Bakugo let go of your arm and opened the door while he called out to his parents. Almost immediately a blonde woman came to greet you two, and you couldn't help but notice how similar she was to Bakugo.

"Oi, brat!" "so that's where he gets it from." You thought. "Why are you late? Oh! A girl? A pretty one at that. How much did he pay you? Is he holding you hostage? Do I need to call the police?" The blonde woman put her hands on her hips and smiled. Her questions made a small smile appear on your face before a few soft laughs came out. Bakugo's surprised but red face went unnoticed by you. "She laughs? It was kinda cute... wait no it wasn't!"

"No he's not paying me anything." You covered your mouth so that you wouldn't laugh anymore, but it was still easy to see the smile that peeked through. "If only she knew..." "Yeah I'm not paying her anything, old hag! If you need us then we'll be in my room." The grumpy blond mumbled before dragging you off again, this time upstairs.

"Uh, it was nice meeting you!" You called out to her before Bakugo tossed you into his room, shutting the door behind him. "You didn't have to be so rude to your mom y'know." He scowled at you and sat down on his bed. "Sit down, we're gonna get to know each other."

"You don't tell me what to do." You retorted while crossing your arms, which just made Bakugo stand up, grab you (fairly gently might I add), and sat you down on his bed himself. You crossed your legs and rested your head in the palm of your hand before speaking up. "Alright fine ask me some questions and I'll ask them back." Bakugo surprisingly didn't put up a fight and did start asking questions.

The questions ranged from what's your favorite animal to what was your childhood like. After a while you two actually got somewhat comfortable with each other, although you two would never admit that. You two went over the general idea of a fake relationship for a few minutes but most of your time together was spent talking about other things. Eventually it started to get dark and Bakugo's mom— who's name you learned was Mitsuki— popped her head into the room, a smile on her face. "Hey Y/n, would you like to stay for dinner?"

You lightly shook your head. "No thank you. Actually, I should probably start heading home, thank you for letting me stay here for a bit." With that, you stood up and started walking out of his bedroom. Or you would've had Bakugo's mom not started yelling at him to walk you home. Both you and Bakugo said he didn't have to, but she said he did. You finally managed to leave without Bakugo, but it took so long that you might as well have just let him walk you.

When you got home you put on a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt, quickly glancing in the mirror as you walked to your bed. "Sksksksks- wait ew no-" You stopped when you realized what you were doing before wheezing like Shane and Ryan from Buzzfeed Unsolved (not spon) and getting under the covers of your bed. You sighed loudly as you thought of the plan and how stupid it was— how stupid Bakugo was— but smiled softly at the thought of... that's not important. You turned to turn off your lamp, and with that you went to sleep.

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aaaaAAAA IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. every time i sit down to write i always get distracted but i'm trying to get better about that! anyways i wonder what you were smiling about👀. i'm just kidding i know but you don't so i guess it just really sucks doesn't it. agagagsh i'm sorry i'm so mean 😖

— vee