Emote: Bakugo x OC Reader

Chapter 102

Bakugo's POV

*Author's note: WARNING/FYI there is some sexual content in this chapter. Pretty minimal although it gets a bit steamy...so...yeah lol

Everyone seemed to retire to their bedrooms early that evening, likely due to the exhaustion that came after the high of succeeding in accomplishing a major task. Still, I was surprised to find the first floor of our dorm haunted by a quiet stillness that I wasn't used to as I prepared my usual nighttime tea. It was a routine that I had become accustomed to years ago when I had learned that drinking tea before going to bed was a way to stimulate the brain into having better cognitive functioning the following day. I'd gotten little grief about my nightly ritual after I'd threatened to kick Kaminari in the balls after he'd made a comment one night about how cute it was that I had my nightly tea time routine.

I watched the steam rise from my cup in hypnotic swirls as I poured the boiling water over the tea bag, which bobbed and danced in the water as it rose to the surface. Grabbing the string, I worked on steeping the tea for a few minutes before tossing the tea bag into the trash. As I did, I heard a thud from the common area. My brows furrowed as I peered around the corner and saw that a plant had fallen over, the soil spilling out onto the floor. Looking around the giant empty space, there was no culprit to be found and I felt irritation begin to rise as I started walking towards the plant.

"Okay, who's trying to pull one over on me? Because this is a stupid way to do it." I said harshly, bending over as I picked up the plant and set it on the table it had fallen from. "I'm not cleaning this shit up!" I added, waving my hand at the small pile of dirt littering the carpet.

I expected an idiotic chuckle to come from behind one of the couches but the silence stretched out before me and I narrowed my eyes. Whatever. I thought, turning and heading back towards the kitchen. I'm not going to play this game with those idiots.

Grabbing my tea, I headed up to my room and started to do some studying but quickly gave up when I felt myself starting to nod off. Laying down with a thud, my thoughts swiftly moved to Y/n and I found myself slowly drifting off to sleep with images of her dancing through my mind.

Before I opened my eyes I felt an odd pressure, as though something was weighing me down. My hands reached out and I felt something smooth and warm beneath my fingertips. Confused, I opened my eyes, blinking rapidly to try and shake the groggy feeling consuming me as my eyes adjusted to the dark. When I realized what was happening, I tried to sit up but Y/n's hands came to rest on my chest as she pushed me back down.

"What are you -" I started but she was already leaning down and pressing her lips against mine. The kiss was urgent and needy, her tongue slipping into my mouth and swirling against mine for a moment, causing me to lose any train of thought I might have had before. My hands felt what I now realized was the bare skin of Y/n's thighs and I gripped them firmly as I felt her begin to grind against me.

Y/n pulled back so that she sat upright as she straddled me, a grin spreading across her face as we both just stared at each other, our breath coming out in heavy puffs. It felt as though my thoughts were racing at the same time that my mind was completely blank. I opened and closed my mouth a few times but nothing came out.

"You seem happy to see me," She cooed and I couldn't seem to contain the groan that escaped my lips as she slowly grinded against my quickly hardening cock.

"Why are you -" I began, but she immediately pressed a finger to my lips to shush me.

"I missed you and I couldn't seem to help myself. Are you mad?" Her bottom lip stuck out in an exaggerated pout.

I should be mad. I thought. I should be furious actually that she just barged into my room in the middle of the night and climbed on top of me. But...

There was no reason that she should have been particularly sexy in this scenario. She was wearing an over sized t-shirt which did nothing but hide the curves of her body and any form of cleavage that could have been found alluring. The dark waves of hair framing her face were almost comically puffed out and her lips were slightly swollen. I could feel the fabric of the athletic shorts she usually wore to bed when my hands traveled up her thighs. I couldn't deny that any hint of irritation I felt was completely drowned out by the desire to keep kissing her and see where this went.

"No, I'm not mad," I admitted, my hands sliding up her thighs further to squeeze her backside. A hiss sounded as I sucked in a breath through gritted teeth at the feel of her glorious ass. I had imagined how it might feel, especially when she wore her hero costume, and now that the time had come I was not disappointed.

An unwelcome memory popped into my head of the words "grab ass" and something about not reaching a certain base that my idiotic classmate had spouted off earlier that day during the exam. I quickly stopped gripping Y/n's butt and used my hands to begin propping myself up.

"Wait, are you doing this because of what that idiot said earlier?" I asked, closely scrutinizing Y/n's eyes to gauge her reaction, but her emerald eyes gave nothing away. Her smile, however, dropped slightly.

"No, I just..." She trailed off and averted her gaze. Even cloaked in the darkness of my room I could see the slightest hint of red brushed across her cheeks.

"Y/n," I said with a sigh and this time pushed myself all the way up to sitting. All the blood seemed to rush to my head and I paused for a moment. Y/n scooted back slightly which caused me to simultaneously feel a sense of relief and sexual frustration. "I don't care that we haven't taken things to the next level."

It was a half truth. Who was I kidding, I would love for our relationship to become more physical but not if it was because she was feeling pressured into it because of what everybody else was or wasn't doing.

"We can take things at our own pace, okay? I never want you to feel pressured into something because of what someone said. I love you exactly as you are."

Silence filled the small room and I searched Y/n's face again for some sort of reaction but all I could gather was that she seemed to suddenly be uncomfortable as her body had stiffened up slightly. I reached out my hands and began pulling her into a hug when she abruptly pulled away and began laughing awkwardly as she climbed off of the bed.

"You're right, I'm sorry. Ugh, what was I even thinking?" She admonished herself, lightly smacking her palm against her forehead. "Forget this even happened, okay?"

"Y/n, wait," I said, swinging my legs over the side of the bed.

"No, don't worry about it," Y/n responded, quickly moving forward and planting a kiss on my lips. The kiss intoxicated me into a catatonic state and my tired eyes stayed closed for a few more seconds after the kiss ended. The sound of my door opening forced me to open my eyes and I was temporarily blinded by the light of the hallway before my eyes adjusted. Y/n was already halfway out the door although her other half leaned against my door frame as she gave me a sweet smile. "Really, I'm super embarrassed. Can we please just forget this happened?"

I wanted to say no. But the way her face twisted in such obvious embarrassment as the seconds of silence ticked by made me quickly concede. "If that's what you want, sure."

Her face lit up as she beamed at me before blowing me a kiss. "Thanks babe. Love you."

"Love you too," I said and she gave me one last look before slowly inching the door shut.

The adrenaline of the past few minutes quickly wore off as a wave of exhaustion hit me and I lay back on my bed, soon falling back into a deep sleep with the lingering question of whether what had just happened was real or just a very vivid dream.