"Different" Katsuki Bakugou x Black Reader

Chapter 5

Hey y'all! I'm back!

Im really sorry for not posting in forever, I've been having the shitest writers block and been feeling super unmotivated. Im back at it now and we only have two more chapters left after this one so enjoy. Thanks for being so patient with me :) Love you all!

(If you aleardy read the preview and dont wanna re-read then skip till Y/n Pov)

Ua Dorms
Bakugou Pov

The spikey blond entered the dorm building angrily with heavy stomps carrying a annoyed expression.

That curly headed idiot had beat in him a fight and now he was forced to babysit her little demon of a cousin with her.

I mean he never meet the boy but all kids are brats and he's never been good with them. He made sure to make curly well a aware of the fact yet the stubborn dumbass insisted that he would "have fun".

Yeah right that shitty girl just loved torturing him.

And "beat" is a generous word, he thought to himself as he entered the elevator, aggressively pushing the button that lead to class 2a dorms. Yesterday's fight went like any other of their training sessions. First the pair started off with some hand to hand combat and whoever slap the others forhead wins.

Bakugou was winning at first, landing harsh fast strikes while you we're blocking them. For the most part he quickly gain the upper hand due to the strength he applied with each blow.

That was until the dumbass decided to kiss him straight on his lips. The most shitty part of it all is that Bakugou couldn't explain to himself why he turned completely red. Or why his heart damn near beated out his fucking chest as soon your full lips made contact with this his.

Or why he instantly fell back and resorted to throwing profanities which then you took the advantage to slap his forehead.

The whole situation pain staking replayed in his head yet again.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING CURLY!"

"What? The rules didn't state I couldn't do that, so I win!"

"THATS FUCKING CHEATING"

"Aw its not my fault you didn't have your guard up, that's not very hero like Katsuki.
What if a villain suddenly kissed you? What you going do start screaming like a little bitch"

"YOUR THE BITCH, BITCH, GET OVER HERE IM GOING TO BLOW YOU TO FUCKING PIECES YOU FUCKING CHEATER"

Bakugou found it more then confusing that knew that deep down he didn't hate it. He didn't hate the feeling of her plump lips on his. The feeling of her cold breath fanning his face for just a split second.

He couldn't even find the strength in him to lie and pretend like he did hate it.

And he really really wish he could.

Bakugou couldn't explan the emotions the girl brought out of him.

Why he talked to her everyday. Why he worried when she arrived at the dorms late. Why he chose that shitty curly head over the other dumbass time and time again. Why he didn't hate spending time with her. Why he found himself annoyed when the shitty extras tried to flirt with her.

Why he enjoyed the way his name sounded coming from your lips.

Your lips. Your lips.

DAMNIT STOP THINKING ABOUT IT, he mentally scolded himself aggressively slapping his face in attempt to slap the thought of you from his mind.