Katsuki Bakugou x Reader: You Are Mine[ON HOLD]

Episode 3: The painting that meant nothing

Bakugou had abducted me in front of the whole campus. Why didn't anyone stop him? He's the son of the Bakugou family.

Y/N:" Where are you taking me?"

Bakugou:" Just, somewhere."

Y/N:" Where is that somewhere?"

Bakugou:" Why are you so damn curious?"

Y/N:" Because I told you after and before 5pm we are total strangers!"

Bakugou:" I WANT TO APOLOGIZE DAMN IT!"

Y/N:"...."

Bakugou:"...."

I smiled and stayed silent the rest of the way. Seemed he had been paying attention to my lessons.
The car came to a stop and before me was the entrance to an art gallery.

Y/N:" No way! Oh my god! APOLOGY ACCEPTED!"

I unbuckled myself but he stopped me from getting out of the car.

Bakugou:" You're gonna go out looking like that?"

Y/N:" What's wrong with how I'm dressed?"

I was wearing over oversized whit t-shirt with a black bomber jacket complimented by navy blue jeans and sneakers.

Bakugou:" You look like a freaking slob. So let's get you some need clothes."

Y/N:" Hell no! You are not recreating scenes from every show where a rich guy spoils little miss broke."

And before I knew it I was in the most expensive store in Kyoto.

Y/N:" No I'm not going to accept anything that you buy!"

Bakugou:" If you want to go to that art gallery you will."

Y/N:" You son of a-"

Bakugou:" Remember who hired you in the first place."

Y/N:"... fine."

He had me try on an assortment of beautiful dresses. The one I liked the most was  short sleeved yellow dress with printed white sunflowers.

Bakugou:" You look horrible."

Click

He turned his head away from me but I chuckled as he his ears were showcasing his true meaning behind his 'insult'.
As he paid for the dress I looked at his credit card and felt an overwhelming guilt.

Y/N:" Don't."

Bakugou:" What do you mean?"

Y/N:" I'd rather not go to the art gallery if it means not buying this dress. I feel bad."

Bakugou:" If you really feel bad then we can just go to the art gallery without the dress."

Y/N:" Thanks Bakugou."

I smiled and felt the weight on my shoulders disappear.
At the art gallery I stood at a painting for 10 minutes and would admire every stroke and every meaning behind every color.