𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ; BAKUSQUAD

Mommy! | one ⏤katsuki b.

sum. : you help a sobbing little girl retreat from her decision to run away and have her smiling again when you succumb to her plea of executing petty revenge. in the end, you're the one that needs saving from the rage of her infuriated prohero of a dad.

pair. : prohero single dad bakugou x next door neighbour baker reader

length : 3.6k

g. : fluff ; angst ; bakugou's daughter is very upset ; reader is a sweet heart ; reader is a successful, hard working boss lady ; humble beginnings ; crying katsumi ; running away ; katsumi loves her daddy ; katsumi can be a precious baby bean ; bakugou loves his daughter very much ; overprotective bakugou ; kaminari needs to get paid to babysit ; scratch that ; kaminari needs to get paid for handling bakugou's rage ; kabedon?! ; katsumi always wins against bakugou ; interesting father daughter dynamic

a/n : now...i know i'm on hiatus but you lovely dolls, my side bnha account on tumblr just reached 500+ followers! and in such little time! even my main account didn't reach 500 followers on my main until several years of writing! thank you all so so much for the overwhelming flow of love and support, it's all thanks to you dolls that i'm still writing despite the pressure of uni over my head. as thanks, here's chapter one for bakugou's installment in the endearment series!

i hope you lovely dollies enjoy the read! i'll be seeing you all in january with, hopefully, a second chapter ready to post!

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Looking around your new penthouse apartment, you grin proudly. It wasn't the fanciest penthouse, nor was it ornamented with an extravagant, glass chandelier but it was simplistic and modern, and far better than your previously grubby apartment. From when you first started out your baking business, you were at the very bottom, in a small and cramped apartment between a neighbour whose baby always managed to cry throughout the entire night and another, who was always getting himself inebriated with a fair number of his rambunctious friends. It wasn't the ideal place to live in at all.

Everything went into your bakery.

The beginning was rough but as your business grew and blossomed into the expansive renowned establishment that it is now, you were able to save up enough money to buy your dream penthouse apartment.

"All that hard work was worth it..." you utter to yourself after you saw the movers out.

Taking in the sleek and stylish penthouse around you, you laughed, remembering the words and voices of the people that once doubted your dreams of making it big in business as a young woman. They also managed to underestimate your quirk in doing so. Your quirk is called charm. Essentially, you are always able to craft something charming, as long as it's created by your hand then it can hold the charm that you intended it to have and it can be made from any material, even from junk.

It wasn't cheating. You had to work just as hard to perfect your craft of baking and creating beautiful desserts to be able to pull off opening three bakeries across Japan - just because something had charm, doesn't mean it can get away with not tasting good. You're now the proud owner of stellarly reviewed bakeries spread throughout the country and you couldn't be happier. Featuring in various cooking magazines, you were able to express your humble beginnings at your parents' countryside orchards, hence why so many of your recipes contain fruits and appeal to those that want healthier alternatives but still possess a sweet tooth. Despite the insurmountable amount of publicity your bakeries received, you remained humble as your focus wasn't on the money.