Why Do I Love You? (Bakugou x Reader)

Ch. 16 - Bakugou's Tuesday

A/N - Hello everyone! This is an extra chapter filled with ⚠️sexual content⚠️, so if you were to skip it you wouldn't be missing anything important. Anyways, continue reading with caution and enjoy!

Bakugou's POV

Pipsqueak is so damn sensitive. I was just trying to make her think that seeing a therapist was a good thing. It's not my fault (y/n) was too stupid to realize. She couldn't talk about her disgusting father without crying... it wasn't wrong of me to assume that's why she was going to see a therapist. Dumb, Pipsqueak. It's her fault for not using her brain.

On top of that, she's been avoiding me all day. Any time I'd try to talk to her, she'd run away. She'd run right to icy-hot, the bastard. Why the fuck would she choose him over me? I'm obviously better... Pipsqueak's just trying to make me jealous. There's no way she actually likes icy-hot more than me, right? No... no fucking way. DAMNIT (Y/N), YOU'RE SO CONFUSING!

Our last period bell rings; Pipsqueak gathers her things and runs out of the door. Fuck, now I have to wait until tomorrow to talk to her.

I sling my book bag over my shoulder and shuffle out of the classroom. A few extras are crowding the halls and I'm in no mood to deal with them.

"MOVE OUTTA THE WAY, FUCKASSES!" I push past them, blasting a few on my way out.

I feel a gruff hand tug my shoulder and I whip my head around. Who the fuck-

"Oh, it's you. What do you want, Shitty hair?" I bark out.

Kirishima starts walking next to me, which pisses me off. I should always be in front... I'm number one after all. There's no room for sharing top spot.

"Hey, Bakubro!" Shitty hair smiles with his stupid pointy teeth. "Whatcha up to?"

"Can't you see I'm walking home? Get glasses, dumbass." I snarl back, slapping the back of his head.

He seems shocked by my action and rubs the sore spot. He looks at me confused, picking at his shark-like chompers. Of course I'd never say it out loud, but they're pretty gnarly.

"Bakugou... Seriously, what's wrong with you today?" He asks. "First you kicked me in the shin and next you're acting like this, I'm worried dude."

Ugh, can't he leave me the fuck alone? It's none of his damn business.

I roll my eyes and scoff out, "Shut it, Shitty hair."

"C'mon, Man..." Kirishima nudges my arm with his. He slowly falls behind as I pick up my pace. Good.

"Go away. I don't wanna tell ya."

Shitty hair's eyes widen as he slyly smiles to himself. "Aha! So there is something!"

Shit, my bad for letting that slip...

"No there's not, fuck off." I snap back.

"Just tell me. C'mon... it's not very manly of you to not open up." He says with a small smile.

What? Me? Not manly? I think the fuck not.

I snap my head back quickly, boring my eyes into his skull. I take a step towards Shitty hair, letting out a 'tch'.

"Don't touch Pipsqueak. Don't touch her ever again, you hear me, extra?" I bark out. He takes a step back, his face puzzled.

"Pipsqueak? Oh... you mean (y/n). Is that why you kicked me? Cause I rubbed her back?" He finally asks.