bnha scenarios

bakugo katsuki | 🎃

prompt: spending a honeymoon near a beach sounds sweetly romantic, but with bakugo as your partner, it's more spice than sugar.
category: kinktober
kink(s): voyeurism, degradation
character: bakuhoe thotsuki
word count: 3389

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YOU SIGHED, the salty sea breeze blowing back your still damp h/c locks. Even after shampooing twice, it still felt like some sand was glued to your hair, not to mention the dryness that salt caused on your scalp. You frowned, moving your bangs out of the way as you curled your hands against the balcony railing, looking out to the sea.

It was nice to be away from the bustling city and hear the crashing waves in the distance instead. There were small shops nearby that you had grown fond of and families often came with pets that would stop and nudge against your affectionate hand. All in all, it was a sweet place. Even the room you were in was nice.

Decked out with a lovely bed, an extravagant bathroom, and a large balcony that let you watch the sunrise and sunset. Hell, Bakugo got so annoyed at you when you fawned over the sunrise, rattling him awake just to watch it. It took all of him not to curse you out or bop you on the side of the head.

However, he didn't complain after seeing the happy expression on your face; seeing the sun glow against your skin and watching your eyes sparkle as you gazed at nature seemed like more than enough payment for waking him up so early. After all, grumpy or not, he loved seeing you happy.

Right now, your beloved fiancé was in the shower, rinsing out his own share of saltwater and sand from his hair. A day at the beach would definitely do that to you. You let out another breath, watching a little kid walk by with a fudge-covered cone in his hand; nothing sounded better than ice cream at the moment.

"Have you just been standing there, you idiot?"

The bathroom door swung open as you turned, revealing the male. Sometimes it surprised you how much your soon-to-be husband was built by the gods. With water dripping down the rivets of his abs and the towel only wrapped around his waist, he was definitely better than a fudge-covered cone.

Even his blond hair was down, water droplets raining onto the floor from the fallen spikes. It was unknown to most that Bakugo's hair was usually flat, the only way to make it stand up was if he shot explosions around his hair; hence, his typical hairstyle. However, you liked to admire him any way he was.

"Yeah, the waves sound nice," You let out a sigh, staring out at the sea as more waves crashed, proving your point. "You can hear them from the damn room. You don't need to stand on the balcony." Bakugo retorted, running a smaller towel messily through his hair before shooting little explosions from his palms, the spikes shooting up again.

He sighed, fixing his towel before coming up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. He dropped his head onto your left shoulder as you smiled, lacing your hands on top of his. "I love you," Katsuki's words were muffled as he mumbled into your skin, pressing a small kiss onto it afterward.

"I love you too, Suki," You replied, a warm smile on your face as you two stood there, simply embracing each other for a bit. "Don't your shitty legs hurt?" He questioned, glancing over at you as he referred to the hours of swimming, splashing, and walking you two did earlier.

"Not really—"

"—sit."

You didn't even get to finish your sentence as the male took a seat on a chair behind you, beckoning for you to sit on his lap. You sighed, fixing your skirt before moving to sit atop of him like he wished. However, you jolted once his rough fingers moved towards the knot that held your skirt together, skillfully rotating it.