Bakugo ignored you call out his name for the fifth time in a night; he was not going to let you get what you wanted so easily. You knew what he was up to, but you continued to irritate him. "Katsuuu," you whined, pulling on his arm. He gave you a side-eye, and looked back at his book. "Why are you ignoring me? Are you mad?"
"LIKE HELL I'M MAD, DORK!" he yelled. Ah, so he's definitely mad. Earlier that day, you ran into Izuku while you and Katsuki were out to lunch. You and Izuku talked for a while, and got caught up since you hadn't seen each other since you graduated. Izuku was just being nice, but Katsuki wasn't buying it. You sighed, knowing your boyfriend's possessive nature would prevent him from getting over this easily. In his eyes, his worst enemy had laid eyes on his girl today, and he didn't do a thing to stop it.
"Is it about Izuku? Katsuki, I was just talking to him. I didn't talk to him to flirt or hurt you or get looked at. Plus, Izuku wouldn't do something like th-"
"Yeah, right! I know what that piece of shit is all about. He had his eyes all over you, I could see it easily."
"No he didn't." He couldn't take it. He knew in his head that you were telling the truth, because he trusted you, but his heart urged him in another direction.
"Katsuki..." you sighed. "I love you." You ran your hand through his hair, messing up his spikes a little. You smiled, and planted a kiss on his cheek. He still didn't look at you, but he did acknowledge your affection with a grunt. You wrapped your arms around his neck from the side and kissed his cheek again, but he didn't react. His cheeks were puffed out and his lips were pouting, making him look seriously adorable. "Pay attention to meeee," you whined.
"Why?" He asked.
"Why wouldn't you?" You retorted without missing a beat.
"Hmph."
"Ooouh, are you jealous, Katsuki?"
"Fuck no," he scoffed.
"You just told me why you're mad like three minutes ago, so I don't buy that." He looked at you, not wanting to admit that you were right. "Make up your mind Katsuki. Are you mad or not?"
He huffed. "I guess not." You smiled and nuzzled your face into his neck. He growled and turned away even further from you, preventing you from touching his face.
"Katsuki, pay attention to me," you whined. He grunted and turned to face you.
"What do I have to gain from paying attention to you, weirdo?"
"My love and affection."
"You give me that anyway," he snapped. He sounded harsh, but you knew he didn't mean it to hurt your feelings. You touched his cheeks and pinched them a little. "Hey, don't do that."
"Whyyy? Your cheeks are so cute!" you cooed. He swatted your hands away. He put his book down and looked at you angrily. You scooted closer to him to sit on his lap, kissing his forehead. His eyes widened, but other than that he didn't show any emotion other than anger. You ran your fingers through his hair and kissed everywhere on his face that you could reach. His arms lay limp at his side. "Why won't you touch me?" you asked
He didn't reply. "If you won't touch me, then I'll make you touch me." You slid off of his lap and fell onto the floor, right on your knees.
"What are you doing?" he grumbled. You said nothing, and ran your hands up and down his legs. "Oh, don't start with that, Y/N. Just give up and go to bed or something."
"So you want me to stop?" you teased. You raised your eyebrows at him.
"Tch...no," he admitted. You smirked and continued rubbing the front of his thighs. He was wearing basketball shorts, so you pushed up the bottom of the legs and touched his bare skin. You look up at him and observed his unamused face. You had to admit, he scared you a little when he was like this. Sure, he was mad all the time, but when he was truly mad and pensive, he got like this. He didn't even curse that much today.
