Sweat (Villain Bakugo x Reader)

Chapter 7

The scent of the caramel like aroma engulfed your senses activating your quirk. The sensation was so strong you felt like fading into blackness when Shoto squeezed your shoulders.

"Y/N, are you okay?"

Shoto asked, with the same eyes that calmed you down, the same gentle eyes that can calm anyone down. 

"Sorry, yeah. I feel a little woozy, nothing a cup of coffee can't fix."

You said feinting a smile, you thought of following the scent but leaving Shoto is not something you would even consider.  You decided to take the whiff of aroma as it is, focusing on other scents within the room. The earthy aroma of the coffee, the smell of sizzling meats and its juices, and Shoto's sharp, but oddly fragrant floral notes. Did he use perfume? You felt warm at the thought of Shoto preparing for your date. The caramel aroma became nothing but a background noise as you enjoy Shoto's company.

"One cold brew and one 2 shots espresso for Todoroki." The barista called out.

"Allow me Shoto, you've done enough. I'll get our coffee." 

As you walked near the counter you see a group of high school girls approach Shoto, squealing at the thought of meeting their favorite hero, asking for photos and autographs like what any fans would do. You feel like a celebrity around Shoto.

"Here's your order sir." Another Barista said, this one with a different voice. Your entire being froze where it stood hearing this voice. As your turned your head around the scent of caramel engulfed your senses once more. Looking at you is an equally surprised Bakugo. By the way he looked at you he did not expect meeting you there too. The plastic cup tumbled down from his tray, splashing you with the wet cold coffee.

"I'm very sorry sir." Bakugo said with a gentle voice you never knew existed within his range of vocal chords. 

"Kacchan, go over the counter and give our customer some napkins! I am truly sorry about this sir, don't worry about the coffee it's on the house. I'll whip up a fresh batch just a minute."

Bakugo slid over the counter and gave you a handful of napkins. Everything happened so fast, you can see him avoiding your gaze as he picked up your arms and started wiping your arms. You felt electricity rush over your body as Bakugo's hand grazed your skin.

"You don't have to-" You said when you felt someone gently pulled you by your waist. It was Shoto. His eyes stone cold as he glared at Bakugo.

"Everything ok Y/N?" 

"Yes, just a little accident. Everything is fine."

"Kacchan! Go mop the floor while I prepare our customer a fresh batch. Don't just stand there!" The old manager snapped.

"Yes maam." Kacchan said as he rushes away.

"He didn't need to touch you like that." Shoto said as you walked back towards your table.

"Hey now, you're not jealous are you?" You giggled as you see Shoto's face turn red.

As you were talking with Shoto you can't help but gaze once in a while at the counter. You can't push away the thought that your kidnapper was here serving you coffee.

"I'm just going to wash my hands Shoto, it's still a little sticky from the coffee."

Your heart pounded as your near the restroom, you still don't know where Bakugo is. Maybe his shift is over?

You turned the faucet on and felt the cold water run down your hands. As you were washing your coffee stained wrists you heard the restroom door close and lock. In a split second you felt someone grab your collar and slammed you against the wall.

"Fancy meeting your here your majesty. Are you following me?" Bakugo whispered but with the same harsh voice you're familiar with.

"You do realize if I scream I'll blow away your cover. Ground Zero."

Bakugo must not have realized this as he loosens his grip of you. You slapped his hands away as you walked back to the sink.

"You're welcome by the way for not revealing your identity during the interview. I didn't do it for you, you know. I can't risk exposing you. After all, you're the one running the orphanage. How is Poppy?" You asked.

"What are you playing bastard What do you want? Do you want a cut of the ransom?"

"No, this is what's going to happen. I'm going to help you manage that orphanage, for the children's sake, for Poppy's sake."

"You have got to be kidding me. Now why would I-"

"Poppy is going to die if we don't do anything Bakugo. Something about her scent reeks of death. I don't know if it's my quirk, but I've always had a peculiar intuition through someone's scent, which is why I'm going to help you. You're not a bad person, you're just a misguided-"

Bakugo gripped your neck, so hard it activated your quirk.

"Shut up." He whispered as he glared at you.

You don't know why, but you felt the urge to touch him. Why, despite how he treated you, his scent remained the same. How can one person be so violent and have such a kind smell? You held him by the cheeks as you noticed him tear up. His grip loosens and he pulls you toward him, locking you in his embrace. He whispered something in your ears. 

"Poppy isn't doing well. Meet me at the train station tomorrow 6pm."

Bakugo left. You collapsed on the floor by your knees at the transition of events.