In The Spotlight [Indefinite Hiatus]

Chapter 9

Bakugou's POV
As I started to unlock the door to my cabin, he never took his eyes off of me. It was kind of starting to piss me off and I feel like he could sense that, but he was still persistent on staring at me.

We stepped inside and he closed the door softly behind himself. We both then put our stuff down and took off our coats and shoes. He turned and stared in awe at the space before him. I don't blame him though. This place is fucking awesome. He then returned his gaze to meet mine.

"What do you keep fucking looking at," I blurted out.

"You. Am I not allowed to?"

"No! Fuck off."

"Why don't you come over here and make me, Blasty?" He teased.

"Oh, I'll fucking make you alright," I said. I stomped my way over to him with a devilish grin as he giggled and tried to make a run for it. He dashed into the kitchen and circled around the island that was in the middle. I ran to the other side where we then had a face off. He jerked to his left, trying to throw me off so that he could make his getaway in the opposite direction, but I was faster than him.

He yelped as he saw me gaining on him and started screaming with laughter. Once he was about arm's length away, I reached out and grabbed a tight hold on his arm and pulled him closer to me, stopping him in his tracks.

"You caught me," he giggled. He probably thought it was over after I got him, but I wasn't done yet. I hoisted him over my shoulder and ran into the living room. He laughed as he gripped onto the hem of my pants, trying to hold on so that he wouldn't fall.

I ran to the long couch that sat in front of the fireplace and tried to drop him there. However, I forgot that he was still gripping onto me as I let go, so I ended up falling on top of him.

He let out a cute giggle before finally looking up at me. His cheeks were flushed as he shown me a bright smile, his nose and the corners of his eyes slightly crinkling in the process. I couldn't help but chuckle and smirk back at him.

His smile slowly faded as he bit his lip, the look in his eyes turning lustful. The hands that he had placed at my sides made their up my back and rested in their new spot around my neck.

"So you've officially caught me. What are you going to do now?"

"Nothing," I scoffed.

"Really? And let me win?"

"Is that a challenge, Shitty Hair?" I placed a hand on his cheek, letting my thumb slowly brush across his lips.

"Maybe," he answered teasingly. I made a small "Tch" as my gaze flickered from his eyes to his slightly parted lips. When my ruby eyes finally settled on his crimson ones, his cheeks dusted with color and his hands retreated from around my neck to cover his face.

"Why are you covering your face?"

A muffled, "I'm nervous," sounded from beneath me and I couldn't help but smile at how adorable he was being. That definitely fucking means something because I don't just go around slapping some damn stickers on people that say 'hello, I'm ✨Adorable✨'.

"Why are you nervous? It's a kiss for fuck's sake. I'm sure you've kissed other people," I sighed. He tensed up even more than he already was. I could tell he was nervous as fuck, but I couldn't understand why. Wait... am I going to be his first?