Ready for the Ending (Bakugo x Reader)

1- Dishes

If you didn't read the description.....

This is a sequel to 'Help Me See Again'
You need to read that before this.
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Y/n POV

Katsuki and I were sitting together on my couch scrolling through the news on our phones.

It's been a year and eleven months since mom and the league has attacked. Almost two years. Katsuki was now 19 and which meant he would be graduating soon.

Dad has been trying to convince me to go to school but in all honesty. I enjoy being with class 1-A and Katsuki. We have all gotten closer, hanging out after school and having sleep overs.

Also I'm way to fucking lazy.

Finding nothing worth while on the news I turned my phone off and sighed, resting my head on Bakugo's shoulder.

He slung his arm over my shoulders and rested his head on mine. But he continued to scroll through his phone.

"Katsuki~ I need attention!"

He huffed squeezing my shoulders a bit, never taking his eyes off his phone.

"You always need attention."

I pouted and Katsuki places a kiss on the top of my head.

He began to get up as he put his phone in his jean pocket.

I looked at him confused as he looks back at me.

"It's 7:30 Aizawa will be here soon."

I frowned again, not realizing that the time flew by so quickly.

I walked to the door, watching Katsuki put his shoes on before he took my face in his hands.

I gave him a kiss before saying our goodbyes as I was left in the small, empty house.

I decided to get some dishes cleaned waiting for dad to come home. It could be relaxing.

I put on my playlist and picked up a sponge, rinsing off a plate and taking off the big food bits with the sponge. I almost threw up when I touched something soggy. Almost.

I placed the dishes in the dishwasher to get them extra clean. I got maybe a little under half done before I heard the door swing open from the other room.

"Hey y/n! Go do the dishes!"

I sucked on my teeth as I turned off the running water and threw the sponge into the sink.

I walked out of the kitchen about to go upstairs before dad stopped me.

"What were you doing in the kitchen?"

"The dishes," I clearly state, side eyeing him.

"Are you going to finish?"

I smiled sweetly at him before answering.

"Nope,"