Eye of the Devil ( Bakugo x reader )

14

I waited anxiously at the front of my house, frantically looking around for the dumb blond. I contemplated sending him another text but I didn't want to annoy him any more than he already was. He was nice enough to even bring me my bag. What am I gonna tell him when he asks about how they knew me? I can't play dumb, Shigaraki called us fucking family. It doesn't help that Bakugo is as stubborn as he is smart. Am I even able to trust him with something like this? Would he turn me in to the police? I would get expelled on the spot!

"Here's your stupid bag."

I broke out of my trance and noticed Bakugo standing in front of me, dropping the bag at my feet.

"Oh right! Thanks again." I said, praying the conversation would end there.

I crouched down and unzipped my bag, rummaging through it to retrieve my keys. Bakugo stayed still, simply watching me as I did so.

"Did you call the police yet?" He spoke up.

"No."

"Then I will for you." He said, reaching into his pocket.

"Wait!" I pleaded, jumping up from my spot. "Don't call them yet."

"Why not?" He probed, holding his phone up beside him.

"...I-"

"And what's up with you and Shigaraki huh? Don't even think about giving me some bullshit answer because there's clearly something going on. Him knowing your name isn't just some lame coincidence, you guys clearly have some history. You're 'family' after all, aren't you?" Bakugo pried.

I stared at the ground, shying away from his intruding glare. I really have no choice here but to tell him.

"Well do you want my fucking help? Or do you prefer talking to the cops about your little vendetta. I don't have all day you shithead."

I turned my back to him and unlocked the door, stopping before stepping in.

"We can't talk about this out here. Get in or get out." I blankly stated.

"NO WAY AM I GOING IN YOUR FUCKING HOUSE."

"WELL FINE THEN." I yelled back at him, stepping into my house and shutting the door, making sure to lock it. I tossed my bag aside and stormed down the house, but froze when I heard a loud noise erupting behind me.

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG-

Are you fucking kidding me

I cringed at the sound of the continuous banging echoing throughout the house. Was Bakugo seriously ready to break the door down to try to get in? I spun around and stomped back to the door. I unlocked it and swung it open, ready to give him a piece of my mind.

"WH-"

Without giving me a chance to speak Bakugo shoved me aside and forced himself in. He kicked off his shoes and hastily made his way to my living room, making himself comfy on one of the couches. He even propped his nasty feet up on my coffee table. Does he really have no decency?

"W-What the hell was that for?!" I stammered.

Bakugo tch'd and looked up at you.

"You said get in or get out didn't you? So now I'm in you shithead." He grumbled.

I sighed and slowly stepped to the couch opposite of him. I sat down and crossed my legs, looking up at him to meet his eyes.

"How much do you wanna know?"

"Everything."

"Well um..." I trailed off. Where do I even start? "I'm pretty sure you've already figured out I had a thing with Shigaraki. We're not actually family or anything like that though."