Uncommon mha headcanon

This was def inspired by this song. its such a bop. Idk I came up w this in like 5 minutes its probably garbage but this song gave me a strong urge to write.

TYPE: Fluff??

WARNINGS: idk swearing ig lol

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Y/L/N and Bakugo had a relationship you couldn’t exactly explain.

Bakugo never outright said you were best friends. He acted with you as he did with Kirishima, only.. different. He tried to pretend that you didn’t phase him at all.

Everyone knew this wasn’t the case, seeing as if anyone even slightly degraded, teased, or hit on you, Bakugo was there, standing behind you with a scowl scary enough to murder toward the person offering you the comment.

He couldn’t even deny it himself, no matter how much he wanted to. He was overprotective.

“Bakugo! Wanna come to Karaoke night with the rest of us!?” Kirishima offered his friend cheerfully.

“Piss off.”

“Alright, alright,” Kirishima retreated with his hands up in surrender. “Y/L/N is coming, maybe her and I could do a duet~” Kirishima began to taunt Bakugo, knowing the end result.

“If you even stand as much as five feet from her I will put you six feet fucking under. I’m coming with.”

Kirishima had a knowing smirk on his face as him and the angry blonde walked side by side to meet everyone there.

“Is Y/L/N actually going or did you just spew some bullshit to make me come.”

Bakugo acted as if your presence didn’t make any difference in the world, but him and everyone else knew it did. He knew he wouldn’t bother to come to this stupid extra-get-together if you weren’t going to be there.

“I haven’t actually asked her, but I’m sure she’d love to! Text her and make sure.” Kirishima shrugged. Bakugo grunted in frustration at the unconfirmed situation before yanking his phone out of his pocket and quickly sending you a text.”

To: Shit face

“Go to this karaoke bullshit or I will seriously lose my fuckin mind.”

You responded within 5 minutes.

“Of course Katsuki, see you there.”

Bakugo let out a small sigh of relief, knowing at least you’d actually be there. He looked forward to making you laugh by whispering criticism against the others’ singing into your ear.

When the boys arrived, they found the rest of their classmates joined together at two tables put together to make one. Bakugo spotted you and immediately kicked Denki’s chair away from you and sliding another one over to sit next to you. Your chair was placed where he faced your back. He placed an arm against the back of your chair and immediately started distracting you from Mina’s singing to Party In the USA by leaning in close to your ear.

“I’m already fuckin’ bored. We don’t even live in the US.” He whispered immediately making you snort and start giggling. He smirked at your laugh in victory.

Mina had finished her song and everyone clapped. You offered a flirty whistle as she walked off the little stage. She faked being bombarded by paparazzi before she sat back down. “Alright! Who’s going next?” Mina asked the group.

“What did you get?” Bakugo asked you over your shoulder, gesturing to the bowl of food you had placed in front of you. You left half of it for Bakugo, knowing he’d refuse to get anything for himself and just eat off of whatever you got, so you ordered accordingly.

“Tan Tan Ramen.” You winked at him before pushing it toward him.

“No fuckin’ waaay.” he quietly gushed before snatching your chop sticks.

He took a bite and leaned his head back happily, before giving you the “This is fuckin’ dank” look. You laughed and shook your head at him before paying your attention back to the group. You noticed Jirou had decided to go next, you immediately shouted your support, knowing Jirou was already an amazing singer and she’d absolutely crush whatever song she chose.

She began singing Reputation By Joan Jett.

“Hell heah Jirouuu!” You shouted at her, making her stop to giggle before continuing.

In conclusion, Jirou kicked ass just as you expected and you jokingly rolled up a $5 and tossed it onto the stage.

“Y/L/N, your turn!” Ochako exclaimed excitedly. Your eyes nearly bulged out of your head.

“Woah, what? No!” You shook your head rapidly before feeling a slight nudge from blasty boi behind you. Upon hearing him imitate chicken noises behind you, you got up and took the microphone from Jirou.

“I hate you all.” You joked before stepping onto the stage and looking through the song list. You spotted one that made your eyes flicker to your explosive best friend, your explosive best friend that you were incredibly in love with.

You thought for a solid minute before deciding to say fuck it, and clicked on the song.

Worst case scenario, he doesn’t realize its toward him. Or, he’ll realize its about him and reject me.

Before you can change your mind, the song started.

Jenny, darling, you’re my best friend

But theres a few things that you don’t know of

Why I borrow your lipstick so often

I’m using your shirt as a pillow case

The chorus was about to begin, so you made sure to look your best friend right in his eyes.

I want to ruin our friendship

We should be lovers instead

I don’t know how to say this

Cause’ you’re really my dearest friend

You quickly brushed it off by doing a silly dance inbetween lyrics.

Bakugo, on the other hand. Wasn’t sure what to think. You looked right at him, what did that mean?

Regardless, he allowed himself to nod his head slightly to the beat of your song, almost his way of silently supporting you on stage. In his eyes, he’d be your number one fan.

The chorus came back, and here you were once again, staring him dead in his eyes as you danced.

I want to ruin our friendship

You very slightly gestured between the two of you with your hand.

We should be lovers instead

You nodded in agreement to the lyrics, eyes still locked on Bakugo’s, a nervous smile appearing on your face.

I don’t know how to say this

cause’ you’re really my dearest friend

He began to smirk slightly, finally coming to his conclusion that he was getting a little serenade.

When you finished your song, Kirishima and Kamanari took turns jokingly wolf howling. “Whaddya got to say about that blasty?!” Kirishima exclaimed, slapping a hand onto Bakugo’s back. Bakugo shoved his hand away quickly, not paying it too much mind as he watched you come back to your seat shyly, not saying anything to him as you were about to sit down. He quickly kicked your seat to the side and pulled you down onto his lap, one of his arms wrapped around your waist, the other resting on the table as he leaned into your ear, but this time felt different as his breath tickled your ear.