𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 | 𝐤.𝐛 ✓

✧~ Heart of the devil |Pt 4| ~✧

After awhile of non stop flying downwards, your wings were begining to ache.

"Are we nearly there?" You asked in a whine.

"We have only been flying for like ten minutes and you expect us to be in hell by now? Wow, angels really are impatient." Bakugou scoffed, turning to face you.

You gave him a glare and responded, "Well I don't travel to hell. I have no need to."

"To answer your question, no. We are not even close." Bakugou said with a grin, making you groan.

"But my wings huuurt." You whined, now slouching over.

"That's not my fault, is it?" Bakugou retorted, shaking his head after.

You mimicked him, making him shoot a glare at you.

"Shut up." He hissed.

"Make me." You smirked.

Bakugou stopped and smirked at you, making you regret that you said anything in the first place.

He pulled you into his chest and wrapped his arms around you, making heat rise to your cheeks immediately.

Your heart was beating fastly in your chest as he lifted your chin up with his hand so that he could stare into your eyes. You felt as if you were in some sort of romantic movie, and that got you thinking if Cupid was around anywhere.

Yes, Cupid. The famous angel of love that carries the bow and arrow. They were one of your best friends in heaven.

"Oh I'll make you shut up," He said in a whisper, "Hmm?"

You were silent, unsure of what to say to him.

Heat erupted from your cheeks as you felt his thumb gently brushing over your lips, his eyes never coming off of them.

"And how are you going to make me shut up?" You asked quietly.

"Like this." He responded, leaning closer to you, making your breath hitch in your throat. You were frozen, trying your best to not make your wings twitch or anything due to the embarrassment you were currently feeling.

The devil stayed there for what seemed like a while, just breathing onto your lips whilst staring at you. You did the same, admiring his handsome face.

You were just about to say something, but stopped as soon as you felt a pair of soft lips on your own.

With eyes now wide open, you looked in shock to see that Satan’s son, Katsuki Bakugou was kissing you. Yes, you. The angel from heaven that nobody really noticed let alone payed attention too.

He pulled away with a smirk on his face as he looked down at your flustered state.

"What was that for!?" You yelled, now averting your gaze somewhere else so that you didn't have to look at him.

"I shut you up, didn't I?" He asked in a playful tone.

When you didn't say anything, he just chuckled and said, "Let's go, angel."

"But my wings hurt."

"Let me carry you then."

"What? No." You said.

He rolled his eyes, "You said your wings hurt. Now, are you gonna let me carry you or what?"

A sigh left your lips as you just nodded, accepting the fact that he was probably going to carry you either way.

He carefully moved over to you and slid his arm under your legs in order to hoist you over. Your eyes widened as you fell back, but he caught you with his other arm so that you were now in a bridal style in his strong arms that held you up without a problem. His hold on you was oddly calming.