#bakugo fluff

your head perks up from the bed at the sound. “yeah, sorry about that,” you say, though your voice trails off a bit.

you watch him, completely mesmerized, analyzing the way his muscles shift with every single movement as he walks towards the bed. his blonde hair is still a bit wet from the shower, looking as messy and spiky as ever, while a few drops of water slowly roll down the defined ridges of his abs.

“this is the last time i'm letting you do any chore,” he grumbles, his voice thick with annoyance.

his tone forces you to quickly snap out of the trance he’s got you in. “i’m sorry,” you say, though it comes out almost robotic because your eyes are still helplessly glued to his big, squishy chest.

he lets out a scoff. the second he gets close to where you are sitting on the bed, he reaches out and flicks your forehead with his finger.

pairing: katsuki bakugo x reader

summary: how you react to your boyfriend, bakugo, in a sinfully small and short baby tee

contents: fluff, a lil suggestive

word count: 770 words

playing: lollipop - lil wayne

You love seeing Katsuki in baby tees.

Much differently than other girlfriends who love seeing their boyfriends in clothes that were revealing.

Because Katsuki isn't performative with it, he doesn't wear shirt cut too high to say hey look at me, I'm a guy who's confident in his masculinity enough to wear this!

Katsuki doesn't have to prove anything. He just does shit because.

And god, do you love it when he does.

There's something so sinful in how casual he is about it. About the fact the shirt hugs him a bit too firmly in all the right places. About the way the hem sits right below his navel, giving you the perfect viewpoint of the stretch of tanned skin above his waist, and if you get really lucky when he wears those low-hanging sweats, the ridiculously enticing trail of ash blonde hair down into his waistband.

The sight of Katsuki in baby tees makes you a little stupid. So of course you try to take your dignity back in the best way you know how—attempting to ragebait your unfairly attractive boyfriend.

"So what, they didn't have any bigger sizes at the store?"

At your words, he looks at you from where he's just existed your bedroom. Like it's an immediate reflex, his brows draw down into that familiar scowl at your teasing.

"Don't act like you don't like it."

You hold in your grin, wanting to see the fire under his skin, knowing it makes the reward all that much hotter.

"I mean c'mon Katsuki," you bait, "I thought you had a thing for fashion, this is a bit low for you."

He scoffs, continuing his walk to the kitchen.

"I just got out of the shower, can you not."

Your invisible grin widens. He's annoyed.

"I don't know what I'm doing." Your exaggeratedly coy tone of voice give him pause, making him turn around from where you were ogling the narrow slope of his back from where it peeked out from that oh so sinful shirt.

Your eyes jump to meet his so you don't get caught in the act, connecting with his crimson gaze as his eyes meet yours.

"Tch." He scoffs. His eyes take you in fully from where you're seated almost too comfortably on the couch. "Don't be a brat."

"I just voicing my concern." You raise your brows in faux sympathy. "As your girlfriend I believe it's my job to do that."

Katsuki's mouth opens to say something until he pauses, obviously reading something on your face that you thought was hidden.

He looks between your eyes, realization coming to his as a wide shit-eating grin spreads across his face, understanding you in a way that no one else can.

"You're full of shit."

"Excuse me?" Your eyebrows shoot up in offense. He's right, but you still reserve the right to be offended.

He says nothing, walking over to where you're seating. You try so hard to keep your eyes on his, but with the way his exposed lower abdomen is right at your eye line, your gaze keeps dropping on his slow approach. Every dropped glance makes his grin grow even wider, until he's standing right over you at an angle that's truly sinful. Your mind goes to a dark place, imagining that with simple move, his sweats would be at his ankles and your mouth on his— You blink to clear your head, arching your neck to where he's smirking at you, oh so aware at the thoughts going through your head.

"You can just say that you like my shirt, you idiot."

You pout up at him, unable to miss the way he swallows when you do so.

"Why would I do that? And make your ego grow even bigger than it already is."

Affection smooths down the edges of his gaze as he continues to look down at you.

"Not my fault when I've got my beautiful girl at home who loves everything that I wear."

You can't help the heat that rises to your skin, chin tucking into your chest as you mutter in embarrassment.

"I don't love everything. Like this dumb shirt."

You can't see him as he snickers.

"If you say so."

Before you can respond, he brings his warm hand to the back of your neck.

"C'mere." He mumbles, using his hand to pull you off the couch, and you follow in complete ease as he brings his mouth to meet yours.

You make a mental note to replace all of his current post workout tees with baby tees.

So much for your dignity.

a/n: my first bakugo fic !! i'm surprised it took me this long to write one bc he's literally my man.. expect more bnha fics in the future !!

-mdni. all characters aged up, dividers by @ethereal-illusions and @pixynari

© 2026 caelumbra

“Hey, Kats…”

“What?” He turns his head to you on his bed.

You sit up from your position and continue, “Why don’t you ever call me pet names like, sweetheart or honey?”

He just blinks at you. You should know better than to ever say corny stuff like that. “Because it’s cringe.”

“But I call you Kats, Suki, Baby, Sweetheart, Sweety Pie, Boom Boom Man, Blondie— and you call me nothing! Not even a nickname.” You pout.

“You already have a name and I like it, there’s not point in calling you something else.”

“At least TRY!” You start to get visibly irritated so he surrenders, “Fine, I’ll try, but if it’s corny I’m blowing you up.”

“Yay!”

(give me credit I’m tired.)

You were switching through TikTok and Pinterest trying to find a cute date idea until a “painting each other” video pops up and a picnic at the same time. Hmm… Perfect!

You told your boyfriend about the date idea and he said fine, which means he would love to do it and would do anything for his beautiful queen.

You two were finally here after a day of eating buying paint.

“So how does this stupid trend go again?”

“All you have to do is paint me how you see me! Easy peasy. Also, it’s not stupid!” You say the last thing with a fake pout as he unloads the things.

“I already know I’m gonna do good, just don’t mess me up. A’kay?”

“Hey! I’m gonna do better than you.”

“You’re on.”

You get your paint on a board and face him so he can’t see your masterpiece in the making. You mix the orange and the yellow to create his pale kind of skin.

You’re already finished making his face and hair but now you’re onto his eyes. You have no idea how you’re going to capture his eyes perfectly. “Is looking at old photos cheating?”

“Yes.” He reply’s quickly while keeping his eyes on the canvas.

“But I need a referenceeeeeeeee!” You whine exaggeratedly.

He finally looks up at you, “Is me being here not enough? I am the reference.” He says halfway irritated halfway amused.

“Okay, let me see your eyes then.”

He closes them.

“…”

“Open your eyes, Katsuki.”

“Nope.”

You tilt your head, “How are you gonna paint me with your eyes closed.”

Silence.

“Good point.”

He opens them and you snatch the chance to grab his face with both hands and just stare into his eyes. “Don’t try to look at my painting.” He whispers.

But you don’t reply so you both just stare at each other.

“What was I whining about? Your eyes are totally easy to draw.” You say with a smirk and pull away to start painting again.

“WHAT?!” He snaps for no reason.

You look up acting completely innocent, “What?”

“YOU JUST SA-“ He cuts himself off.

“Finish what you were going to say.”

You just glares at you for a couple of seconds. “Nothin’.”

After a good fifteen minutes you both are done! Or Bakugo is done and he’s forcing you to show yours because he says he ‘won’t laugh at you’, which is a lie.

Yours was a little lopsided and the shading could use some work but nonetheless it was nice.

“HA! This is supposed to be me? Is this how you see me? If this is me then you must have really bad taste.”

“You don’t like it?” Your voice trembling.

“No! Wait no— I mean do I like it, it’s just that the head it lopsided and I look like a snake,” Regardless of his efforts to try to make it better your frown keeps deepening.

“I didn’t mean it like that—” You cut him off.

“Can I just see mine?” You ask visibly irritated trying to hold back your tears.

He hesitates.

You snatch it.

“Wow, so much better than mine.” You say condescendingly. “Ooo, I love the detail where you can’t get my hair right, so mesmerizing.”

You lied. It was perfect. Even though he did get your hair wrong.

“I didn’t mean it like that.” He repeats, “I love it, okay? I’m sorry. It’s perfect.”

He lied too. He didn’t think you’d be that mad knowing him and dating him for a year. But you actually trying to do someone for him and him not liking it is crazy.

Even if it was a little bad it was still the equivalent to the Mona Lisa to him.

You just stare at him. He never really verbally apologized unless it was serious.

“Whatever.”

Eventually you forgive him. When he gives you ice cream and about forty-six apology kisses. Plus he unironically puts the painting in a frame and Denki makes fun of it and almost gets blown up.

But you do fake pout for the rest of the week and will use this moment against him forever.

He knew that.

It’s aight I guess.

(I was halfway through my other fic when I realized it was somebody else’s and when I was about to post it anyways it deleted.

😡😡😡)

or, katsuki loves his wife.

mild nsfw, mdni anyw ! + bsf!izu here !! can b read separate from ‘(me + u) + steve’ but in my head this is just what happens when he's not there HAHA

husband!katsuki x wife!singer!reader shenanigans, brief izuku n kaminari mentionz, married couple shenanigans, the marriage has lasted LONG in my head so i fear they hv no boundaries, also katsuki is pretty chill w his wife, the timestamps don't mean anything jsyk (except mayb the last two)

☾ — posting this half-asleep i hope y'all think this was decent 😞 pls lmk in the comment section down below after u like n subscribe 🤪 EDIT: FORGOT TO ADD THE LINK TO THE REEL ON SLIDE SIX

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