Don't You Forget About Me (Bakugou x Reader)

"When the Going Get's Tough, The Tough Get's Going" Billy Ocean

"WAIT, WHAT ABOUT MAHORO?" You yelled at him.

"Just lock up the door and turn on the downstairs lights and the TV. Nobody's gonna break in." You hesitantly nodded at his words and turned to leave.

"This is a bad idea." You mumble as you walked out the door, "can we take your car?" 

"No way in hell." He deadpanned. You pouted slightly but started walking towards your house anyway. 

"You have your towel and a suit right? Do you need goggles?"

"I have my shit," you snatched the bag he was carrying, "Hey what the hell." You looked in his bag seeing black and orange swim trunks a towel and, low and behold, no goggles. 

"Ok dip*, how are you supposed to swim without goggles?"

"Tch, I don't have to explain myself to you." You realized he probably didn't have any goggles. He seemed like the kind of person who wouldn't ask for help, so you just silently nodded and gave him the bag back.

"Just borrow a pair from me, let's go we're almost there." 

Once you got to your house you ran into your room and searched through your closet. You found a light blue suit with white stripes on it. It had noticeably thicker straps on the shoulders than what you were used to in your timeline. You ran into your bathroom grabbed a towel and praised every god there was that you shaved that morning. You stuffed your supplies into a small bag along with two pairs of goggles and ran downstairs. Locking the door behind you again you saw Katsuki leaning against the wall.

"Finally." And the two of you were off, walking to the pool at the YMCA. 

"So Katsuki," you started, "How much do you know. Like can you swim all the strokes or..."

"I took swimming lessons as a kid if thats what you're asking." You nodded.

"Ok so you probably know how to swim free, and breast and maybe back. Ok well, I hate breast so we're not doing that. So free and back if you can. Great that's our stroke focus."

"Why do you hate breast." He smirked out, "I love it."

"Its just frustratingly slow and-ah, you were making a joke. Wow, I didn't know you could do that. I don't swing that way pretty boy." You smirked looking him up and down in mock flirtation, or real flirtation. You honestly couldn't tell at this point. "Personally I like something a little more filling~" You laughed at his flustered expression, he was clearly not expecting that from you.

"Ok we're here." You beamed, "let's go." You pulled him to the locker rooms after checking in. You let him go to the opposite room and walked in. You got changed quickly and pulled your hair into a ponytail. You walked quickly outside and into the pool area. It was a big pool, meters by the looks of it, half of the pool was free swim and the other half was for laps. There was a family on the other side, the parents were chatting happily as their three kids splashed in the pool. 

Katsuki was already there waiting for you. You raked your eyes down his figure taking a little more time to appreciate the effort he must have put in to look that way. There was no denying it, he was good looking. Maybe if he wasn't such an ass you would say handsome. Oh well, you can't win them all. 

He glanced at you and you made your way to the pool bending over to look for a cap and the two pairs of goggles in your bag. 

Oh god, what are with the hormones in here? Katsuki thought as he stared at your curves in that suit. Holy crap did you look good, the suit clung to your body shape in the most delicious way. His eyes wandered from your defined shoulders to the curve of your back all the way down to your ass. Damnit if you didn't look good, like hell he would tell you though. In fact he didn't even believe himself, he could admit that you were decent looking, maybe a little pretty. Did he like you? Absolutely not. He hated you, in fact the only reason he was here was to make you feel bad about yourself. That's exactly what he planed to do.