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[desc] as dynamight agencyās head of pr, your job is to market katsuki bakugo to the general masses. however, itās hard to do that with such a prickly pro hero.
[characters] bakugo katsuki
[warnings] none!
[notes] here is pt. 1 :) there will definitely be a third part soon! i love writing this little series !! let me know if you would like to read a third part!
a soft grunt escaped you as you thanked the universe you were on your way to refill your cup, grateful it was empty when you ran into your boss. you stumbled a bit before pro hero dynamight reached for your arm, gently keeping you steady.
unbeknownst to you, bakugo has been listening into your rapid fire ideas about his proposed publicized love life. he also mentally tucked away how you easily stood and kissed his friend kirishima on the cheek without a second thought..
anyways back to the point. objectively speaking, you and your quick little brain did have a few points, bakugo thought. if there were any way to get the public to like the grumpy pro hero more.. this idea of yours could work.
the only problem was bakugo didnāt have a secret lover. but ā what he did have was a secret crush. but god knows bakugo would rather die than admit that to her, much less the public.
āoh my god, iām so sorry katsuki,ā you carefully took a full step back, giving bakugo some space. bakugo felt his ears heat at the use of his first name. everyone around the office either used his last name, his pro hero name, or referred to him as sir. you more of less followed this unspoken rule, but since going to school together you would regularly call him katsuki. of course that was when you were both students, and now that heās your boss you follow up with the formality. however, sometimes his name slips from your lips as naturally as the way you breathe. he savors every time he gets to hear his name from you.
he watched as you fumbled your way through a long winded apology. he was half listening as he stared at you while you twirled the large cup in your hands. you were tracing the textured pattern of it. he remembered you telling one of your coworkers that it was handmade from your best friend. he also remembered how your cheeks were dimpled with how big your smile was, grateful and happy for the personal gift. he tried to sneak glances of that dimpled smile whenever he got the chance.
āitās fine.ā he said, voice void of any emotion. he mentally smacked himself. god he couldnāt even sound nice to you.
earlier before your presentation at the pr meeting, he intended to make a joke about your tardiness and a missed breakfast, ātoo late to grab a donut, honāā he had said. after it left his mouth he wanted to sink into the floor. he totally sounded like one of those asshole bosses who totally hate their staff. hon? he sounded like a misogynist, for crying out loud. but it just seemed to make the staff members seated around him nervous. and although everyone else was intimidated or scared, you stared head on, smiled, and continued like it didnāt even bother you.
he didnāt realize he had cut off your rambling, but your shoulders slumped in relief, as if he had saved you from going on forever. the thought made him feel a funny flutter in his chest.
āokay, good. thatās good!ā you coughed into your fist. āwell anyways, iāll just get that coffee now. i think itāll be my third cup of the day.ā you huffed out a self deprecating laugh as you shuffled around bakugo.
he let you walk past him, racking his brain to get the chance to talk to you. before he could really think about what he was doing, he had promptly turned around and followed you to the shared break room.
he came up behind you and gently tapped your shoulder. you jumped a little before turning to his face bakugo. āoh hi again, bakugo.ā he ignored the little feeling of dejection that spread through his body. it wouldnāt be katsuki all the time, he was your boss of course.
āyouāre gonna get like, a heart attack or something, yāknow.ā he nodded toward your brewing coffee. you laughed and leaned against the counter. āyouāre probably right, but i gotta do some number crunching and whatnot, yāknow how it is. besides, i think iāve ā oh well kirishima actually ā has come up with something thatāll boost positive dynamight morale!ā bakugo quirked an eyebrow at this, curious to see if you would actually share what he had overheard.
ānow, of course we wonāt ask or do anything without your consent. but, yeah, kirishima had this great idea of interviewing you about a lover.ā a pause. your coffee had finished brewing and smelled delicious from where he was standing.
āpersonally, i think youāre great. i mean, yeah i guess youāre a little.. gruff, but that isnāt a bad thing, katsuki. iām not saying you have to change your personality or anything. i know youāre a really sweet and caring person. the anti-fans and hate journalists just need to see a little bit of that and they can finally hop off our dicks. i mean seriously, you do your job, and you do it well. so what you donāt sign boobs or whatever. you care about rescuing people and making sure everyone is safe ā and thatās what a hero should do.ā you grabbed you coffee and held it close to your chest, eyes shining. bakugoās breath hitched at your words.
āso, do you have a girlfriend? a boyfriend?ā this question was probably inevitable but bakugo choked on nothing anyway. he straightened up before you could question it. ānot.. exactly,ā he answered slowly. his eyes refused to meet yours, staring at the steaming mug in your hands.
ānot exactly?ā you quirked an eyebrow. āohhh i get it. just a friends with benefit situation? not totally romantic butāā
bakugoās eyes widened and he waved his hands in front of him, cutting you off. āno. no! nothing like that.ā you stood there staring at him expectantly. you looked him straight in the eye, waiting patiently.
bakugo coughed into his fist. āi guess, well. i guess there is someone i am interested in.ā his eyes darted from the coffee machine behind you to your curious eyes.
āoh my god.ā your dimples were back. his heart squeezed in his chest. āyou have a crush!ā you clumsily shoved pieces of hair falling into your eyes. some strands had come loose in the process and he resisted the urge to put them behind your ear.
ābakugo. this is gold. itās precious. the media would absolutely eat this up! we could have fans ask questions, and they could cheer you on.. maybe we could have instagram polls deciding ā oh god wait iām sorry.ā you adjusted and stood squarely, shoulders back and eyes forward. you were in professional mode.
āif you are completely okay with it, i would love to plan a course of action to set up some interviews and permission to post on social media about the your crush. i completely understand if you donāt want to. the crush would stay anonymous and you would not even have to disclose to us or anyone else about who it is.ā you smiled politely, and genuinely. you meant every word you said and he believes you.
a million thoughts raced through bakugoās mind. but he would hate the attention for something as stupid as a crush. but, on the other hand, you would be in charge of all these interviews and appearances. which meant he would get to spend more time with you. and it was really, really hard to say no to you when you looked up at him with big, shining eyes that were filled with absolute excitement and anticipation. he had no idea what heās going to put himself through, but regardless his answer was:
āyeah.. yeah okay.ā
[notes] thank you for reading this far! i appreciate it so much :) i hope you enjoyed!
[desc] you are dynamiteās lead of pr team. your ultimate goal is to get the public to embrace the soft side of pro hero dynamite. the problem is.. how do you do that?
[characters] bakugo katsuki
[warnings] none!
[notes] this was so fun to write! this was getting a little long so here is pt. 2
today, gray clouds hung in the sky and rain gently pittered its way toward earth. you could hear the drops fall onto your umbrella and over the sidewalk. even though the dayās weather washed the city in a cold gray, you didnāt mind. in fact, you quite enjoyed the rain. yes, you enjoyed the rain as much as the next person, but even after you got your driverās license you developed an almost irrational fear of driving in the rain. you had understood that driving poses many risks even without bad weather (risks you were still very much wary of), but you were still uncomfortable driving yourself through the onslaught of rain no matter how light. so, on rainy days, you opted to take yourself to work by foot.Ā
and today that might not have been the greatest day to do that though. you thought you had time to get to the office a few minutes early, so you had enjoyed the soft pit pit pit of the rain on your umbrella and the cute rain boots on little kidsā feet on their way to school during your leisurely walk. some older kids ran through the rain, obviously late for class, laughing with their friends as they shielded themselves from the rain with their school bags. couples shared umbrellas, huddled close and sharing secret smiles and conversations with one another. a cafe you frequented was giving free cups of cocoa to customers, which made you smile.
rainy days were truly something to enjoy.
once you made your way to the dynamight agency tower, you checked your watch and cursed.
shit. iām late. you shoved your still-wet umbrella into your bag and impatiently tapped your foot, praying the elevator would take you up the building faster. once you made it to your desired floor, you rushed to get to dynamightās office. he had a big meeting today with other pro heroes that required your notes.
you threw open dynamightās door. before you could utter an apology, katsuki bakugo huffed out in his seat. ātoo late to grab a donut hon,ā his voice boomed through the room, silence and apologetic smiles were shared by pro heroes red riot and chargebolt. other staff in the room kept quiet and wore worried expressions on their faces. you had collected yourself, squared your shoulders and made your way to the head of the table, opposite to bakugoās current seat. you set your things down before taking a quick deep breath and showing off a dazzling smile to your small ā yet intimidating ā audience.
āapologies for my tardiness everyone! as much as i would like to blame the rain, it was honestly those cute little kids in their rain boots on my way here,ā you laughed along politely with the warm laughter that filled the room. you sighed internally, thankful that you werenāt in too much trouble. although the rest of the room has eased, bakugo remains stoic and silent. well, you canāt get em all, you thought to yourself. you continued your presentation: how to receive more positive attraction towards pro hero dynamite.
bakugo was known for his snappy attitude, but being a pro hero meant that he had to have it in good with the people he would possibly be saving from villains and other such criminals. his image and other merchandise needed to be sold to the love of the public to fund his agency. of course a portion of tax payersā money go into funding dynamiteās agency; however a large portion is also derived from merchandise sale, and content of the pro hero himself. you have known the explosive hero since his u.a. days, aware that he is genuinely a good person. all his work done for the sake of the greater good.. however, he can be.. quite rough on the outside.
which ā unfortunately ā made your job just that much harder.
you organized interviews and meet-and-greets, even commercials for crying out loud. but when bakugo would agree (very reluctantly), he always seemed to be his usual grumpy self. many of his fans enjoyed that aspect of his personality. however, there were many anti fans who despised his attitude in general, claiming that he shouldnāt be a pro hero acting the way that he does.
personally, you didnāt want bakugo to suddenly do a 180 and change his entire personality. your ultimate goal was to gain the love of others through showing the public that mr. angry pomeranian (thank you, twitter) does have a soft spot.
your meeting went well, a quick and easy briefing over the statistics of how well dynamight merch is selling, who is watching the very few interviews out on the internet, among other things. you had concluded the meeting by encouraging other ideas of increasing bakugoās likability throughout the general public.
during the lunch break, kirishima and kaminari joined you at your desk. āman they really shittinā on bakugo huh?ā kaminari nudged kirishima. you straightened up and huffed out a breath, āitās not thatā¦ā both pro heroās quirked an eyebrow at you. āokay itās that a little bit. but bakugo isnāt supposed to change who he is, i know heās a little.. gruff, but he has a soft side and he just hasnāt let everyone see it.ā
they nodded in agreement. āmaybe if he did an interview with puppies. oh! or even with kittens! donāt tell anyone i told you, but he LOVES those things.ā kirishima offered.
āmaybe he could do one of those things where kids meet him but like donāt know itās him? ākids blind react to pro hero dynamightāā kaminari suggested.
you nodded at the both of them, happily jotting down their ideas. these were not bad at all. and they would definitely help show the softer side of their prickly friend.
āmaybe if he had a girlfriend or a boyfriend or something, he could be lovey dovey with them for pics and boom ā extra love to our own mr. dynamight.ā kirishima took a large bite of his protein-filled sandwich (he reminded you and kaminari that protein is very important to a balanced diet!).
at this comment, your eyebrows shot up. a gasp escaped your lips without meaning to, excitement building up in your belly. āoh my god eijiro. you are a genius.ā you stood up and kissed his cheek, laughing.
you grabbed your empty mug to fill it up with more coffee. āiāll stop by his office right now and ask.. subtly if he has anyone heās been hiding from the public. we wouldnāt even need pictures if heās worried about privacy. we could just ask him questions about their relationship. obviously theyāll be approved by him and we wonāt share anything he doesnāt want to but iām sure whatever he does want to share would be nothing fans and anti-fans wouldnāt gobble upāā you had opted for leaning against your desk while rambling at kirishima and kaminari.
before they could respond, another squeal escaped you. āi have a feeling bakugo is secretly a romantic and if he is willing to share, this will be good for him and the agency!ā you held the mug to your heart.
you quickly spun on your heel, excitedly calling behind you, āiāll be back boys, i just need a quick refill!ā
as you turned the corner you ran straight into your boss. whoops.
[warnings] kind of slightly (???) suggestive at the end lolz
after a long session of studying, you had decided to take a quick nap on izukuās bed. you had studied in his dorm for the past three hours and decided to take a quick break, opting for the wonderful bliss of a nap.
your boyfriend insisted that he finish a few things before he joined you. it was easy to get comfortable in izukuās dorm, it was mid afternoon and the sun shined lazily through the window, casting shadows along the walls and warming the bed you were laying on. you wrapped yourself in his blanket, surrounding yourself in the warm smell of izuku, relaxing you even further. soon you were slipping into a peaceful sleep.
when you woke up, izukuās arms were wrapped around you as his nose was buried in your hair. his breathing was deep and even, which let you know he was still sleeping. even in his sleep his grip was strong, his arms pressed your body close to his, the warmth of him traveling down the expanse of your back and down to your toes. his legs were thrown over yours, caging you in, as if you were going to escape. the thought made you giggle as you wiggled your way to face him, trying your best to avoid waking him up.
when you finally faced him, his eyelashes fell gently over his cheeks. his face looked so cute all content and peaceful. his freckles were so pretty this close, so when you moved your hand to touch them, cupping his cheeks and rubbing your thumb against them, he leaned into your touch. his eyes slowly fluttered open and a lazy smile danced on his lips.
āgāmorning lovely.ā his voice was soft and gruff, still thick with sleep, and it sent shivers down your spine. āhello izuku.ā you whispered.
the smile on his face stretched a little wider. you poked his cheek and gave him a curious look, āwhat was that? i just said hello,ā you said.
izuku sighed and leaned closer, his face barely an inch from yours, āi like when you say my name.ā
his words sent your heart into a frenzy. you didnāt know he liked that as much as he did, but you tucked the information away anyway. ādo you now?ā you whispered, a teasing glint in your voice.
izukuās eyes narrowed, catching on to your teasing. a dramatic pout rested on his lips before he buried his face into the side of your neck, mumbling, ādonāt teaseā¦ā
a laugh escaped you as you wrapped your arms around your dramatic boyfriend. āwasnāt teasing, izuku. just didnāt know you liked me saying your name so much.ā
he groaned into your neck and attempted to hide himself further into you, he seemed almost embarrassed. you kissed his hair, attempting to coax him back to face you. āiām sorry izuku, will you forgive me?ā an incoherent mumble came from him while he stayed hidden still.
āizuku~ā you singsonged, ādid i ever tell you how much i like saying your name? itās pretty, rolls off the tongue you know-ā
you were cut off with a kiss, izukuās face was flushed as he pressed his lips against yours. heās kissed you countless times, but he never gets tired of the way his lips feel against yours, the way his stomach fills with butterflies and he absolutely melts the moment his lips touch yours.
you squeaked in surprise before melting into the kiss too, lost in the way he felt against your lips. he pulled away to take a breath before littering kisses over your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, trailing down the column of your neck.
you sighed, running your hands through his head and letting out a shy moan, āmmm that tickles..ā you whispered.
he gave a slight nibble to the space between your neck and shoulder, āsay it.ā although his voice was quiet, the demand sent shivers down your spine. āplease,ā he added kissing up to your jaw.
you were never going to get tired of saying his name ā or him begging you to say it either.
Bestie, you did WONDERFUL on that joot fix with star. Literally lifted me out of my sad little time I was having, like AHHH I loved it sm, so on that notteee I was wondering if youd do more jotaro or jjba fics when you get the chance to. Anyways have a wonderful day š¤š¤
hi !!! iām glad ur feelin better now bae! thank you so much omg thatās so sweet <3 :(
i def wanna do more jjba fics in the future! are there any other characters u particularly gravitate toward? polnareff and mista (and always my bf josuke obvi) have been on the brain recently for me omg. hope ur having a good day too !!!
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[desc] you and polnareff hold a bet to see who can get stick up the ass jotaro to crack (but was it really that hard⦠???)
[characters] kujo jotaro
[warnings] a teensy bit suggestive lolz
you and polnareff have had an ongoing bet to see the infamous jotaro become absolutely flustered, embarrassed, or shy. polnareff has tried baby pictures, prying embarrassing stories from me. joestar ā accounts from holly of course, there were rarely any of these though ā and he even resorted to flirting. polnareff has tried to get random women to flirt with him to see the stoic boy crack but to no avail. you had resorted to lame flirtatious tactics and no surprise, they failed miserably too.
but today was the day. you were going to get that $50 even if it meant playing a little.. dirty.
you usually decided to pick your seat next to jotaro (in attempts to find ways to make him crack). you looked over at him, tall, broad, and serious as ever. his hands rested in his lap, fidgeting slightly from time to time and then a brilliant idea had come to your pretty little head. you slid even closer and gently grabbed one of the hands resting in his lap. his eyes shot at you immediately, a glare already plastered on his face. you smiled innocently before tracing your fingers over the expanse of his palm and fingers.
āyour hands⦠theyāre really warm,ā you made a show of interlacing your fingers in yours, he didnāt make a move to close his hand. all of what you were doing was intentional, but you didnāt expect to mumble out a quiet ātheyāre actually kind of pretty,ā jotaro heard, but said nothing.
unbeknownst to you, the way your thigh was pressed against his and the way you gently held his hand and whispered that quiet compliment had basically driven jotaro into insanity. his heart was beating a million miles a minute while he tried to keep his cool.
you slowly let go and smiled again at him, āand theyāre really⦠big.ā
you placed your hand flat against his, palm to palm. your hand really did dwarf in comparison to his. you knew that jotaro was a big guy, but holy shit did he make you feel small. you ignored the way your heart did a somersault and you moved to interlace your fingers again, shifting even closer to him, your body basically pressing into his.
āand they say that when men have big hands, it usually means that theyāre, yāknow,ā you cast a seductive look at the tall boy next to you. you tried to hide the snicker that bubbled up as jotaroās breath hitched. his fingers slowly intertwined with yours, unknown to jotaro. he was focusing on the way your eyes bore into his, refusing to let go of his gaze.
you took a quick glance toward his lap, ātheyāre big somewhere else.ā you whispered.
jotaro choked, and attempted to cover it up with a cough. the tips of his ears grew pink and he hid his face behind his hat, quickly letting go of your hand.
you laughed and banged the seat in front of you, āPOLNAREFF YOU OWE ME A CRISP FIFTY, HAND IT HERE, LOOK HE CRACKED!.ā
polnareff turned around in his seat, āthereās no way you did it!ā but as he turned around, he was faced with a rather flustered jotaro and grumbled as he fished for his wallet. ācanāt believe you made him crack..ā he mumbled, handing over the crisp bill to your outstretched hand.
jotaro had heard the exchange and let himself hide from you and your suggestive comment for just a little longer. your laughter rang through his ears when he tried to calm the loud beating of his heart. you had that effect on him, and he really tried to hide it, especially after you made the silly bet with the oaf that was polnareff ā but that was truly something else. maybe thatās why he liked you so much.
your friends didnāt really know what to expect when meeting your boyfriend. youāve been dating for quite some time and gush about him any time you get the opportunity.
āheās so charming, and he has this hair oh my god.ā
āhe got me a tulip the other day, he remembered they were my favorite and there really wasnāt any occasion but he gave it to me anyway and called me his angel, god i almost melted.ā
āheās kind of competitive, but heās also kind of a nerd. we play lots of video games at his house and he asks me to kiss him for good luck even if iām the one going against him! heās such a dork.ā
āwhen we go out on dates he calls me an hour before we meet and asks me what iām wearing ā then heāll show up with a matching outfit! isnāt that cute?ā
āheās really such a flirt! he always asks for kisses and insists that we hold hands, he says that so āhe wonāt lose me.āā
and your boasts go on and on. but the first time they encounter him, their jaws dropped to the floor. your boyfriend stood well over six feet tall. he was broad and muscular, the queen shirt stretched around his chest tightly, defining the muscles underneath even further. his hair really was something to marvel at. a careful updo that mustāve taken at least half an hour to perfect ā smoothed, slicked, and shined to perfection. his gaze was intimidating, he looked unbothered but a stranger could clearly tell that pissing him off meant trouble. his voice was deep and smooth as he greeted you.
āhey angel, these your friends?ā he leaned down to kiss your cheek, making his way next to you and sliding a hand down to yours to hold your hand. āoh josuke! i didnāt hear you coming. yeah, these are some of my friends.ā you smiled brightly up at your boyfriend who smiled back at you with absolute adoration.
āso youāre josuke.ā one of your friends holds out their hand. josuke takes it and shakes it firmly. āthatās me! hopefully sheās said good things.ā
āare you kidding? all she talks about is you and your hair, man.ā another friend chimes in. the lot of you laugh, you and josuke matching a blush on your cheeks.
[notes] AHHHH josuke is my fav jojo and this was really fun to write!
[desc] jotaro is a tad embarrassed by his silly star platinum
[characters] kujo jotaro
[warnings] none!
jotaro who allows his star platinum wander around sometimes, usually itās during mundane activities like when heās reading or cooking himself a meal. when you come to visit him in his apartment, star platinum lets out a happy squeal before rushing to you, excitedly wrapping his arms around you and snuggling his face into your hair.
āstar platinum is always so sweet to me!ā you laugh softly as you return the standās embrace. jotaro quietly hides the blush that flashes across his cheeks ā tipping his hat over his face and grunting to you in reply.
the man has literally gone through the most bizarre and dangerous situations and is currently set on getting his phD ā but canāt find it in him to admit to you (and himself to be honest) that he has completely fallen for you.
star platinum was now happily attempting to braid your hair while you worked on your own assignments and papers on the dining table. he hoped and prayed you hadnāt put two and two together ā the fucking manifestation of his very own soul completely adored you.
[notes] i sort of want to write more jjba stuff! let me know if you liked this :) <3
āhey kacchan! i really hope youāre not talking about my girlfriend like that.ā izukuās smile was pure and friendly ā while the grip on his rivalās shoulder ā was not. his fingers dug further into the blondās shoulder in response to his silence.
āf-fuck okay! i didnāt know she was your girlfriend. honest to god.ā he threw his hands up in defense, and izuku reluctantly let go of the boyās poor shoulder.
katsuki didnāt mean any harm, none at all. and izuku knew that ā deep down. but that didnāt stop the overwhelming feeling that brewed within him after he heard katsuki talk to eijiro about how attractive he found his girlfriend. and really, he couldnāt blame him either. izuku was lucky to call himself your boyfriend and heās eternally grateful to be with you.
despite usual selflessness, you were the only thing he was truly selfish about. katsuki watched from afar (with a twinge of jealousy) as you and izuku finally embraced, his arms wrapping around you and stroking your face lovingly.
āhey izuku? can i tell you a secret?ā you had whispered to him. he nodded his head with the sweetest smile.
āthereās no need to worry, iām all yours.ā and with that, you had gone on your toes to kiss him, sweet and short. izukuās knees buckled and his heart fluttered at both your words and your kiss.
yeah, he was completely fine with being selfish if it meant he could have you all to himself.
katsuki who cradles your face in his large, warm hands holding you as if youāre the moon and the stars. when he kisses you itās never brash or hurried, never aggressive or harsh. although he may project all of these qualities to everyone else, with you, he truly takes great care to show you how much he loves you. so his kisses are slow, gentle, and purposeful. each movement against your own lips leaves you weak in the knees, hands reaching around his neck, and perfect sighs leaving your lips. he hums in reaction to you, always attentive to you and your body.
itās moments like these where he lets you see a softer side of him, one heās only really reserved for you and only you. after he pulls away his eyes stare into yours, his breathing a little uneven from kissing you, but eyes still full of love and adoration. heās unbelievably handsome, even with his lips slightly plump and cheeks splashed with red ā especially with the tiniest ghost of a smile that stretches his face.
āiām so lucky,ā he sighs and leans his forehead against yours.
you should be inclined to agree but you just canāt tell who the lucky one is here. you thank your lucky stars anyway ā you were lucky too after all.
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tanaka ryuunosuke who excitedly refers to you as āgirlfriend.ā i mean itās an official title. so wherever he is, he makes it known that the special manager of kurasuno is his one and only.
as you walk into the gym for the afternoonās volleyball practice, youāre met with a cheery āwhy hello girlfriend!ā tanaka all but skips his way to you. although you werenāt new to being team manager, the affectionate nickname (is it a nickname though?) still manages to make you shy.
he grins as he wraps your arms around your waist and kisses your cheek. he leans next to your ear to whisper your name so that only you can hear, āi missed you today,ā he adds quietly.
after practice he announces, āgotta go, girlfriend and i have a date today!ā and he struts toward you and offers his hand. you laugh at his silly antics and take his hand, lacing your fingers with his.
[desc] cliche moves to get the girl, horror movie edition
[characters] bakugo katsuki
[warnings] none :) bkg is a cornball lol
[note] sigh i want him so bad
katsuki who thinks heās slick about his oh so obvious crush on you. and when the rest of his friends plan a movie night, he stretches his arm across the couch behind your head during the beginning of the movie, feigning attempting to get more comfortable. the only comfortable he wanted to be, was comfortable next to you. he remembered hearing something about denki and mina picking out a horror movie, and he prayed that he would find you cuddling close to him (cliche he knows! but donāt tell him that). and as much as he liked you ā he heavily disliked your obliviousness to his (what he thought to be) obvious advances to get your attention.
you merely sat with your sugary sweets in your lap, often leaning to offer some to katsuki. normally he would decline, but he couldnāt really resist when you made eye contact with him in the semi-darkness with a sweet smile. his heart would skip a beat and he had to stop his hands from covering the blush on his cheeks (which you probably couldnāt really see anyway).
the movie was reaching itās climax, dramatic music played through the speakers as the camera panned closer and closer to the dark hallway of the main characterās house. you have long abandoned your sweets, and opted to clutch the fabric of your pajama pants. the main character screamed, and as you jumped, you turned your body into kastukiās shielding your eyes from the screen. katsuki hoped that this is what would happen ā but he didnāt expect the rush of feelings that filled his heart, and pooled in his stomach. without thinking, his arm wrapped around you, and he swore at his heart, he was stressing over the fact that you might hear it beating like drums. his stomach fluttered and heat crawled up his neck ā similar to the heat you were emitting too. you were so warm, and fit perfectly against his side. the moment lasted less than fifteen seconds, you pushed yourself and apologized to him in a hushed whisper. āoh god iām sorry ā i promise i love these sorts of things, but i swear itās only sometimes i get sorta spooked andāā
katsuki shook his head before you could go on, āitās fine.ā he whispered back, and before you could peel your body away from him he held you gently in place, āyou can stay. iāll be here.ā he peered at the bright smile that he could make out, even in the dim light from the movie. āthanks.ā you whispered, settling into his warmth.
katsuki usually thought horror movies were kinda stupid, they were just movies ā how could they possibly be that scary to anyone? but maybe this time, he didnāt mind them as much.
kenma is the one person you text basically all of your thoughts to, and he doesnāt mind it at all. at first, he was a little hesitant about your direct and bubbly personality. but as time went on, he started to grow on you. eventually he looked forward to your silly texts.
now, in fact, he enjoys your thought processes and entertaining tidbits from your day even moreso. whether itās a passing thought, or a new song you found on spotify, or even a picture of your order from starbucks, whenever he opens your messages he finds himself smiling fondly at his phone. he enjoys texting you so much that when he leaves his phone on do not disturb while he games, he has it set up so that your messages will still come through for him to respond to.
he sits on the floor with his switch in his hands, playing minecraft as his phone lies beside him. his phone pings and he gets a text from you. āken ken i think these stars are getting a little better, thoughts?ā and attached is a picture of your nails with slightly messy stars painted on with some nail polish. he smiles and likes the image. āThink it looks good. You can practice on me some time.ā
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bokuto perks up when he hears your phone ringing, he hears it from the living room and beelines toward the sound that comes from your shared bedroom. as you pick up the call, he walks in and flops on to the bed next to you. āso who called us, babe?ā your friend laughs on the other end as he leans over to kiss your cheeks. āyou guys are disgustingly adorable.ā your boyfriend sighs, āi know, she is isnāt she?ā
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roommate!izuku who immediately notices the cut on your leg after you step out of the bathroom, with your hair still damp from the shower you took, his eyes pinpointed the injury quickly. you had a toothbrush in your hand and an empty tube of toothpaste in the other, but before you could mention the toothpaste, roommate!izuku rushes in with a āyou need a bandaid! youāre bleeding,ā and after he point to your leg, he beelines toward the bandaids. you look down to check to see that you are, in fact, bleeding. a small cut just below the knee. you must have nicked yourself while you were shaving. roommate!izuku who knows itās just a silly cut, but never wants to see your body with any sort of injury, no matter how small. he motions for you to sit on the couch. āoh izuku itās fine, really.ā what isnāt fine is the intense red that decorates your cheeks. you have always found your roommate to be cute, but this act would be the subject of your daydreams for the next week and a half at the least. roommate!izuku is ever-so gentle as he lifts your leg toward him, his knees dig into the carpet beneath him and it may be a little comfortable, but he needs to care for this cut first. roommate!izuku fights a blush of his own, being so close to his crush of a roomie. after leaving the all might themed bandaid on your leg, you smile and mutter a quiet thank you, and before he stands up, your quick to bend down and give a soft kiss to his cheek. roommate!izuku who watches you beeline into your room, a blush definitely spread on his cheeks and a smile stretching from ear to ear.