Buddy

House

"Stupid? Wake up." I shook him awake.

He groaned a rubbed his head, looking both ways before staring up at me.

"...L/n?" He raised a brow. "...Did I fuck you drunk?"

"No, dumbass. You came into my house, told me you were stressed, and fell asleep on my damn couch. Then my ass had to drag your ass to the guest room which was fucking difficult considering that you weight like a thousand pounds. My back hurts now, so now you owe me a massage." I puffed my cheeks out.

"You called me fat halfway through your explanation." He glared.

"Can you go now?" I sighed. "I want to spend my free day alone by myself until my date comes."

"...You know what? Fuck you. I'm staying here." He pouted. "I'm not leaving."

"Why? Today isn't your off day!" I screamed.

"Sucks." He shrugged. "I'm gonna remind you how much you'll miss my dick, get over here eh?"

"Fuck you, horny bitch." I walked away.

"Oi! Don't go yet, idiot." He caught up to me. "You never gave me a house tour, your place is shit so no wonder."

"I'm sorry, Ground Zero. I don't have gold silk curtains."

"Don't call me that, weirdo!" He yelled.

"How long are you staying for?" I asked as I looked in the fridge.

"Until that copycat freak picks you up." He stole your soda can you've been saving.

"You're gonna wait until 7? Give me that back I've been cooling it!"

"You drink soda in the morning? How the hell do you keep that tasty figure?"

"Ngh, give it back." I blushed heavily and tried taking the can, but he raised it in the air and pushed me away so I wouldn't get it.

"Go get it." He grinned and backed away to the living room.

He dodged my punches and slap attempts, he would go on and on about the teasing and I fucking hated it. He sat on the edge of the couch and smirked, threatening to open the can and drink the soda. I whined and tackled him on the couch, he bounced a bit and stopped what he was doing as I reached for the soda that was raised above his head. I laughed sadistically until I was pulled down for a rough kiss. I squealed a bit, dropping the soda can as he made up sit up and held me close to him.

It felt so nice to kiss him like this, so satisfying. He wrapped one arm around my neck while his other was holding the small of my back. Wait what the hell am I doing? I have a date later today and he's not about to ruin it. I pushed him away and he let out a small whine.

"What? You want sex?" I glared.

"...Not in the mood." He rolled his eyes. "But, I'll gladly fuck your mouth with my tongue."

"H-Huh-hmp...B-Baku...gou..."

"L/n..." He hummed in response.

"...Wait!" I shoved him off. "Fuck you asshole! You almost got me!"

"Fuck." He groaned. "...So you're still going on that date?"

"Yep." I stood up and went to my room. "If it works out, then say goodbye to my oh so amazing sex..."

"I haven't even felt what your blowjobs feel like!" He groaned louder.

"Oh no, blows are for guys I like-"

"YOU'RE NOT GONNA DO IT WITH ME BUT WITH COPYCAT FREAK?"

"Oh Bakugou, I know you think I'm a whore like you said, but I don't do that on first dates." I waved as I shut the door to my room.

Why can't he just leave? I don't want him here. I wanna die. I really do want to die.

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"Put on the shittiest outfit ever." He demanded.

"You actually fucking stayed here! WHY?"

"Choose the ugly outfit dumbass." He pouted.

I was staring down the closet, anything sparkly? silky? Fluffy? No? I don't know how to dress! Until...

"Bakubitch! Come over here!" I yelled, he came stomping in my room.

"What did you call m-"

"Your parents are like the fashion guru's right? You should have knowledge! HELP!" I whined.

"I seriously fucking hate you." He rolled his eyes. "No."

"If you help me, I'll have sex with you before the date! Now go!" I pointed at the closet.

"...Sex does sound good." He hummed. "But I want that blow job."

"Bakugou. Anything else-"

"No. I want that." He glared. "I wanna know how it feels like before we stop entirely. It's the least you can do!"

"Ngh...you know what? I can find something on my own." I pouted.

I turned back around then I felt his hands on my waist, his head right in the crook of my neck as he sucked on it. I just allowed him to do that as I searched in my closet, after a few minutes I found the outfit I wanted. Pretty plain black dress with white streaks on the skirt. It was strapless, it looked cute, it looked great! I went to get ready...

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"Okay, so how do I look?" I asked confused.

"Woah..." He blinked and walked towards me. "Shit..."

"It looks like shit?" I glared.

"No, dumbass. You're so fucking..." He chuckled as he felt around my hips while he licked his lips. "Son of a bitch, I have a boner."

"Sucks for you, I'm leaving, he's right outside." I pushed him off and grabbed my purse. "Leave now, please."

"W-Wait hold on. You're not going on that date are you?" He asked. "You're actually fucking serious?"

"You're so dumb! I've been getting ready for so long! Bye!" I ditched him and shut the door behind me.

Monoma was right there in his car, dressed nicely and he smiled when I came over. "Hey, loser. Get in the car." He joked.

"Alright..." I chuckled.

He sat in the car and looked at me up and down. "Wow! You look...uhm...w-whatever!" He nervously said.

"You look great too, thanks." I giggled.