katsuki bakugo is one failed dessert run away from ruining the annual class A reunion. that is, until, he spots your bakery, still lit in the dark. you, a quirkless baker, with a talent that borders supernatural, take on his desperate order. little did katsuki know, the desserts you make aren't the only sweet thing entering his life. ⭑ pro-hero!katsuki x f!reader, bakery!au, reader uses she/her pronouns, no physical descriptions of reader mentioned, no use of 'y/n', reader is a baker, katsuki has a heart condition (p.s. his heart literally flutters bc of you), lowercase, swearing (courtesy of dynamight), very fluffy bc give the guy a break after everything he's been through, they only kiss in chapter 10 BUT STICK WITH ITTTT, there's like a teeny tiny bit of angst in chapter 9 but like lowkey it's for the sake of plot, super soft katsuki!!!!, katsuki is head over heels for you, suggestive (no further than kisses). all rights of the my hero academia characters go to the rightful owner, kohei horikoshi. this work is purely fan made fiction, with no intent of being related to the official my hero academia franchise, or claiming creation of it. cover: @ katstrolo on pinterest

She wasn't supposed to matter. Just a quiet girl in a frilly apron, soft smiles, and careful hands - the kind people overlook without thinking twice. But somehow, she keeps ending up in his orbit. Bakugo Katsuki doesn't do "soft." He doesn't do "cute." And he definitely doesn't do her. ...so why does he keep noticing the way she laughs under her breath? Why does it bother him when others look at her a little too long? Why does her gentle voice feel louder than explosions? What starts as a simple arrangement - a joke, a favor, a "your my maid" kind of deal - slowly turns into something neither of them knows how to name. Because beneath lace and teasing smiles, she's hiding more than she lets on. And beneath anger and sparks, he's learning how to hold something without breaking it. It's clumsy. It's quiet. It's full of almosts. And somewhere between stolen glances, late nights, and soft "master" jokes that don't feel like jokes anymore... they begin to fall.

bakugo finds out that a girl in his class he used to never pay attention to, hid a side of her quirk and personality he never could've imagined. 𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝐷: 5/20/21 𝐸𝑁𝐷𝐸𝐷: i never finished lol 𝐶𝑂𝑁𝑇𝐸𝑁𝑇 𝑊𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺: 𝑆𝑊𝐸𝐴𝑅𝐼𝑁𝐺, 𝑀𝐸𝑁𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁𝑆 𝑂𝐹 𝐷𝐸𝑃𝑅𝐸𝑆𝑆𝐼𝑂𝑁, 𝑁𝑆𝐹𝑊

"𝙌𝙐𝙄𝙏 𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙆𝙄𝙉' 𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙔 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿𝙀𝙍!" ---- At U.A. High, secrets don't last long. So when Katsuki Bakugo's phone lights up with a message from a contact named "Homebody <3," the class explodes with questions. Who is she? How long has this been going on? And how did Bakugo-loud, volatile, impossible Bakugo-manage to hide a girlfriend from everyone? As rumors spiral and an unofficial investigation takes over the dorms, the truth remains quietly out of reach. Because Bakugo and (Y/N) aren't hiding anything. They're just... private. They've been together since middle school, loving each other through quiet gestures instead of grand displays-shared snacks, exchanged notes, a hand resting over clenched fists. While the class searches for drama, they miss the steady, unshakable bond right in front of them.

"𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨." "𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 !?" "𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲." ---- When (y/n)'s best friend Jiro asks her to fill in as lead guitarist for a one-night charity concert, she expects awkward rehearsals, maybe some stage fright, and definitely a headache or two. She does not expect to be stuck teaching Katsuki Bakugo-explosive, loud, annoyingly talented Bakugo-how to sing and drum at the same time. He's passionate, intense, frustratingly competitive... and absolutely clueless about keeping tempo while opening his mouth. Somehow, that becomes her problem. Between late-night practices, chaotic band drama, and the confusing warmth that keeps growing whenever Bakugo looks at her, (y/n) finds herself swept into a rhythm she didn't know she was missing. It was supposed to be one concert. One night. One favor. But sparks fly when opposites collide, and soon (y/n) learns that some accidents... create a chain reaction you can't stop.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲" "𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩.. 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤" ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ At twenty-seven, (Y/N) is done. Done with doubles. Done with understaffed night shifts. Done with scrubbing questionable substances off hospital walls. Her quirk-Chiropractor, the ability to relieve pain and tension with a touch-might make her a miracle worker, but it can't save her from burnout. She's exhausted, sarcastic, and one cracked vertebra away from quitting healthcare entirely. Then life throws her the world's most explosive curveball: She moves into the house right next door to Bakugo Katsuki-now the No. 5 Pro Hero, fully grown, annoyingly gorgeous, and carrying a secret guilt he's tried to bury for years. They haven't seen each other since their early twenties. Since that night. Their reckless, drunken, unforgettable one-night stand. To her? It was hot, wild, and not worth a shred of regret. To him? It was a mistake-not because of her, but because he thinks he didn't treat her right. Didn't ask her out. Didn't make it special. Didn't deserve it. And now that she's back in his life, his guilt turns into something unexpected: Homemade bentos. Left on her doorstep. Every morning. Like an apology he can't stop giving. But as her terrible shifts pile up, her quirk starts easing his old injuries, and their tense doorstep conversations turn into something dangerously warm, one thing becomes clear: This isn't about regret anymore. It's about healing-his body, her burnout, their past. And maybe, if the universe doesn't interfere first... something worth fighting for.

Bakugou scoffed, deft fingers continuing to work at the knots as he repeated his earlier words. "What the fuck did you even do?" "I didn't do anything!!" This time, he snorted in disbelief. "Yeah right. This shit looks worse than Deku's hair." "What the heck is that supposed to mean?!" You shrieked. It's been a few years since you've graduated UA. This was supposed to be a trouble-free reunion, except your reservations got screwed up and now you have to room with someone else while you're staying for the entirety of the trip. The weird thing is, everyone seems to have some kind of excuse as to why they can't let you sleepover in their room for the night. So, you decide on Bakugou's, the only person who can't say no because he hasn't arrived yet. But your actions have consequences and now you need to deal with all the feelings that you've been frantically suppressing as they resurface. Warnings: cursing, sort of domestic fluff in the snippet of the future Bakugou sees with you, mentions of alcohol, Aged-Up!AU, suggestive themes, implied smut, mutual pining, there's a lot of fluff in this one. *i don't own bnha or any of its characters, this is merely fanfiction* Completed on April 20th, 2021; Uploaded to Wattpad on April 29th, 2021 Complete word count: 19.2k

𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐚 - 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✔︎ 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘒𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪, 𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘻𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘧𝘶, 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺/𝘯, 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. #1 bokunoheroacademia (06/29/2020) #1 katsuki (06/29/2020) #1 bnhaau (10/01/2020) #1 yakuza (11/22/2020 #1 florist (02/22/2020)

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