kiribaku oneshots [DELAYED UPDATES?]

Premonition

I don't own the art above, credits to the artist!❤️❤️

-Kiribaku
-Another mafia AU
-SMUT
-Daddy kink (sorry not sorry :p)
-erm, kinda fluffy?
-Mafia boss Bakugou
-Uke Bakugou x Seme Kirishima
-they don't have quirks in this one o3o
-maybe some cross dressing UwU
-I'm sorry, it's rlly cheesy
-oh and Kirishima is a mega perv in this so good luck lol

Without further ado, I present the oneshot!:

Bakugou's POV:

I scoff loudly while dusting off my crimson red dress. Holding my head up high, I walk out into the hallway and scan it for an opportunity to make mischief somewhere.

Obviously, I'm aware that a mafia boss should have more class than I do, but can you blame me for wanting to do something? This job is far more boring and dissatisfying than any I've previously held plus, I don't get to do any of the 'dirty work' because instead, I'm holed up in my office all day being treated like some kind of princess.

You'd think that a mafia boss would be a mafia boss because they have more talent than their workers, but apparently not. I guess I'm a crown jewel to the rest of the organization because they never let me do fucking anything with the justification that 'it's for my own good'.

I finally hear a stirring in the hall followed by several piercing screams and gunshots. I snap my head back to face the sound and plant my heels into the ground making a clicking noise. With trembling hands, I draw my gun and cock it.

"Who's there!" I shout with a strong tone. I grip my gun handle so tight that my knuckles begin to grow a white color. Then I hear chuckling coming from the side of the hallway that I'm facing.

"Stop right where you are." I speak firmly, not faltering from my position in the slightest. I hear footsteps coming my way and see a gorgeous red- head whose face is illuminated by a soft light. My mouth almost hangs open from gawking so much because like, holy fuck this dude is gorgeous.

"I was going to ask the same of you~" He responds in such an alarmingly smooth tone that it almost makes me melt on the spot. His voice is also fucking gorgeous. Despite my fangirling, I stand my ground and keep my gun pointed out towards the man.

"What's wrong, you look so disoriented and uptight, would you like me to fix that for you kitten?" The man taunts with a smirk. I feel myself start to loose composure due to the realization of what the man may be hinting at.

"W-what do you m-mean!?" My voice trembles with the rest of my body as I still attempt to stand tall and look more unfazed than I actually am.

"Oh kitten, surely you're aware that I've been watching you for a while, in fact, I watched you get dressed this morning and I'd bet I can guess the color of your panties right now if you'd like..." he shrugs.

"h-hOLD ON, WHAT!" I scream, nearly dropping my gun in surprise.

"Mhm, they're striped yellow aren't they?" He asks nonchalantly, pursing his lips and directing his eyes up at the roof before raising a finger to his chin in curiosity.

"W-what the HELL?!" I unconsciously trail my hands down to the hem of my dress and pull it down insecurely with a look of horror on my face.

"So, was I right?" He asks smugly. I give him a stare of disbelief before redirecting my gaze down at the floor.

"N-no." I stutter, too bashful to dare look the man in the eyes. He's sure as hell right but, like I'm ever going to admit that.

"Oh, I call bullshit, I did tell you that I watched you get dressed this morning right?" I feel my entire face go red and my legs shake.