#bakugo fluff

you've been streaming for a little over an hour when a message catches your eye.

you guys should do this thing where you compliment each other but you can't smile or laugh

you read it aloud.

“wait, what?” you look over at katsuki. “apparently we're supposed to compliment each other, but we can't smile or laugh.”

he looks unimpressed. “that's stupid.”

“you scared?”

“no.”

“then do it.”

he looks at you for a second. “…fine.”

you grin. “okay, chat. we're doing it.”

one compliment each and if you smile you lose

the same chatter said.

“oh, okay.” you sit up straighter. “you go first.”

katsuki looks at you. “you're good at your job.”

you stare at him. “…that's it? that's so boring.”

“it's true.”

you press your lips together. “okay.”

you manage to keep a straight face.

“your turn.” he looks at you again.

“you're good at your job too.” you immediately start laughing. “NONONO WAIT THAT'S NOT FAIR.”

he smirks, “you lost.”

you point at him. “okay, we're doing actual compliments now.”

“whatever.”

you look at the next message.

“okay.” you think for a second. “you're dependable.”

katsuki doesn't react. “boring.”

“you just said i was good at my job.” you groaned.

he looks at you for a second. “you're easy to talk to.”

you look down at your desk. “oh.”

“what?”

“nothing.”

“you smiled.”

“i did not.” you shook your head.

SHE'S TRYING SO HARD NOT TO SMILE KATSUKI GOT HER

“okay, fine. maybe a little.”

katsuki smirks. “loser.”

“you're annoying!”

"that's not a compliment," katsuki said.

you look at katsuki. “your hair looks good.”

he raises an eyebrow and looks away for just a second and looks back.

"are you smiling?" you inch closer to his face and tilt your head.

“no. now it's my turn to win.” he said.

“go ahead.” you look at him again.

he stares back. “you look good.”

“huh. could've said more.”

“you said one thing.”

“okay, but-”

“you look good.” he said again.

the second time's done it. you press your lips together. at this point it was just trying not to laugh.

“you're smiling.”

“i'm not.” you look at the camera, “he's trying to make me lose! ugh! this is too funny.”

SHE'S FIGHTING FOR HER LIFE 😭

you cover your mouth. “okay, okay.”

katsuki looks smug, “thought so.”

“okay.” you look at the chat. “new rule.”

“what rule?”

“i'm allowed to cheat.” you said.

“the fuck? no!”

“why not?”

“because that's not the fucking game!”

“i can't make you smile.”

“sounds like a you problem.” he said.

you stare at him. he's sitting there with the most painfully neutral expression you've ever seen.

HE'S IMPOSSIBLE TO MAKE SMILE Y/N YOU HAVE TO CHEAT DO WHATEVER IT TAKES 😭

you look at the comments encouraging you. “okay.”

“what are you doing?”

you sit up straight. “your hair looks really nice. your eyes are pretty. you're very handsome.”

his expression remained exactly the same, he wasn't even blinking. you stare at him in disbelief, “are you even human?”

“yes.”

“prove it!”

“what the fuck does that mean?”

you start laughing but he doesn't.

you point at him. “SEE?”

“see what?”

“you don't smile.”

“i'm not supposed to.”

“this is impossible.”

he leans back smugly. “told you.”

you think for a second and then suddenly make the most ridiculous face you can.

katsuki stares at you and his mouth twitches.

“THAT WAS A SMILE.”

“no, it wasn't.”

“CHAT HELP ME! YALL SAW IT RIGHT?”

WE SAW IT THAT COUNTS Y/N GET HIM

katsuki shakes his head. “bullshit!”

you grin. “okay. again.”

you start making increasingly stupid faces and he tries his absolute hardest to ignore you. “stop it.”

you make another one.

“y/n.”

“seriously.”

his mouth twitches again.

you gasp. “THERE!”

“no!”

“you smiled! chat?”

HE SMILED WE'RE WITNESSES GUILTY

katsuki rolls his eyes. “you're all fucking liars.”

you laugh. “okay, fine.”

you sit normally again. “i'll play fair.”

he nods.

you suddenly say in the most serious voice, “your hair looks like a pineapple.”

he looks away quickly.

“are you laughing?”

“no.”

“you're shaking.”

“i'm not.”

you start laughing.

“you are!”

“shut up.”

“YOU'RE LAUGHING.”

he covers his mouth. “i'm not! IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY! YOU LOOK LIKE A PINEAPPLE!”

you adjust the headphones over your ears. katsuki does the same across from you.

“we both have music playing,” you explain to the camera, “and one of us gets a phrase and has to say it while the other person tries to figure out what they're saying.”

katsuki looks at you. “easy.”

you grin. “you say that now.”

“because it's easy.”

you turn toward the camera. “he's about to get humbled, chat!”

he rolls his eyes. “start the fucking thing.”

the first phrase pops up on your phone.

“i want pizza tonight.”

you look at katsuki and he's staring directly at your mouth.

you exaggerate every word. “i. want. pizza. tonight.”

he squints. “i want…”

you nod enthusiastically.

“pizza?”

you nod again.

“tonight?”

you give him a thumbs up.

he grins, “i want pizza tonight.”

you pull your headphones off.

“yes!”

he takes his off too. “that was fucking easy.”

you laugh. “okay, mr. genius.”

first round doesn't count wait they're actually good at this give them something difficult

you look at the chat. “you guys want difficult?”

katsuki immediately puts his headphones back on. “bring it.”

your next phrase appears.

“i accidentally bought the wrong shampoo.”

you stare at it. “…okay.”

you put your headphones on.

you mouth the first part. “i accidentally…”

he squints.

“i…”

you repeat it.

“i…”

“i?”

you nod. “accidentally.”

his eyebrows pull together. “actually?”

you shake your head. “accidentally.”

“accidentally?”

you nod. “bought.”

he stares at your mouth.

“brought?”

you shake your head violently.

“bought!”

“boat?”

katsuki looks offended. “what?!”

you can't hear him. “bought!”

“you bought a boat?!”

you shake your head. “no!”

“that's what it fucking looks like!”

you point at your phone.

then mouth it again. “bought.”

he stares for another second.

“bought?”

you nod.

“the wrong…”

“long?”

“wrong!”

“long?”

you shake your head.

“wrong!”

he throws his hands up. “what the fuck is the difference?!”

you can't hear him. “what?”

he points at his headphones.

“i can't fucking hear you!”

“shampoo!”

“shampoo?”

you nod.

he stares at you. “you accidentally bought the wrong shampoo?”

a mod said in chat that he got it and you immediately pull off your headphones. “yes!”

he takes his off. “that took you forever.”

“you thought i bought a boat?”

“because you said boat!”

“i said bought!”

he shakes his head. “whatever.”

“my turn,” he says.

you put your headphones back on.

the music starts and katsuki gets his phrase.

“what?”

“what?”

you shrug and he starts.

“you.”

you stare at his mouth.

“you?”

he nods.

“stole.”

“sold?”

he shakes his head.

“stole.”

“sold?”

he mouths it again, slower. “stole.”

you point at yourself. “me?”

he nods. “you stole…”

he continues and you try to piece it together. “my…?”

he nods. “my…”

you gasp. “money?”

he shakes his head aggressively. “no!”

you laugh. “what?”

he mouths it again. “you stole my…”

he gestures toward himself and you stare.

“…heart?” you finish.

his eyebrows shoot up and you grin. “heart?!”

he immediately shakes his head. “no!”

“yes?”

he shakes his head harder.

you laugh. “heart!”

“fuck's sake!”

you pull your headphones off.

“what was it?”

he takes his off. “you stole my fries.”

you stare at him. “…oh.”

“yeah.”

you burst out laughing. “i thought you said i stole your heart.”

Y/N 😭😭😭 HE LOOKED SO OFFENDED

“…next round.”

you laugh. “okay.”

katsuki starts, “you…”

“need…”

“need…”

he nods.

“to…stop…”

you stare at him. “stop?”

he nods. “buying…”

“crying?”

he shakes his head. “buying.”

“crying?”

“buying!”

he starts gesturing wildly. “buying.”

“buying?”

he nods aggressively.

“so you need to stop buying…”

he nods.

“what?”

he mouths the last word.

you stare.

“…so much?”

he shakes his head.

“shit?”

he nods.

you immediately pull your headphones off. “what?!”

he takes his off. “i said you need to stop buying shit!”

you stare at him.

“that's the phrase?”

“yeah.”

you look at the camera, "what?! that's mean."

“it's a challenge.”

“you chose that phrase?”

“it was on the fucking phone.”

the final round is yours. you look at the phrase and start smiling.

“what?” he asked.

you put your headphones on and he does the same. you look at the phone again.

you turn toward him.

he watches your mouth carefully.

“i…”

he nods.

“love…”

he nods again.

“you…”

his expression softens.

“more…”

he nods.

“than…”

you keep going.

“you…”

“love…”

“me.”

he pulls off one side of his headphones.

“what?”

you point at your headphones and gesture for him to put it back on. he puts his headphones back on then points at himself.

“you love me?”

you nod and he smirks.

you shake your head, “i love you more than you love me.”

he stares at you for a second.

then points at himself, “no!”

he points at you. “you love me more?”

you nod.

he shakes his head.

“what?” you asked.

he points at himself again, “i love you more.”

"no!" you take your headphones off, "did you guess the phrase? you were supposed to guess the phrase!”

“i did.”

“no, you didn't!”

“yeah, i did.”

“what was it?”

he looks at you. “i love you more than u love me.”

“okay, hi.”

you adjust your phone against the little stand on your vanity. “i have an event tonight, so we're getting ready together.”

the instagram live already has thousands of people watching. you glance toward the back of the room. katsuki is sitting on the edge of the bed, already completely dressed in a dark suit.

he's scrolling through his phone, waiting for you to finish. you turn the camera slightly toward him. “and he's already ready, because apparently he's capable of getting dressed in under ten minutes.”

without looking up, he says, “because i'm not slow like you!”

“you're boring.”

“you're taking an hour.”

you look at the camera. “ignore him.”

he looks so good omg bro scrolling again phone addict LMFAO y/n what are you wearing

you smile. “i'll show you guys in a second.”

you turn back toward the mirror. “katsuki.”

“what?”

“come here.”

he looks up. “why?”

“i need you to check something.”

he gets up and walks over. you turn slightly so he can see the back of your outfit. “does this look okay?”

he looks for a moment. “yeah.”

“are you sure?”

“yes.”

“nothing weird?”

“no.”

you look at him through the mirror. “you're not even trying.”

“because there's nothing wrong with it.”

“okay, but is the clasp sitting right?”

he reaches over and fixes it.

“thanks.”

he gives your shoulder a quick squeeze before walking back toward the bed.

"okay chat, this is the outfit."

PRETTTYY QUEEN Y/N LOVE IT

a few minutes later, you're doing your makeup. “okay, i'm trying something different tonight.”

you hold up two lip colors.

“which one?”

the chat starts voting.

“it's pretty split.”

you turn around. “katsuki.”

he looks up again.

“which one?” you hold up both for him to see.

“left one.” he points, “…the darker one.”

“okay.” you put it down beside you.

you're halfway through doing your eyeliner when katsuki speaks. “you're gonna be late.”

“i have forty minutes!!”

“and you still need your hair.”

you glance at the clock. “…shit.”

he smirks. “told you.”

“ughh.” you finish your eyeliner and immediately move onto your hair. katsuki goes back to his phone.

you occasionally talk to chat while getting ready. “yes, we're both going to the same event.”

“no, i don't know who we're sitting with.”

“yes, i'm excited.”

“no, he's not helping with my hair.”

you look toward him.

“although…”

“no.”

you laugh. “i wasn't even going to ask.”

“do it yourself.”

“fine.”

a little while later, you're nearly finished and you stand in front of the mirror and look over everything. “okay.”

you turn toward katsuki. “final inspection.”

“what?”

“come look.”

he walks over and you stand beside him in the mirror. “anything wrong?”

he looks you over. “no.”

“you're sure?”

“yes. everything looks fine.”

you smile. “okay.”

you turn back to the camera and you grab your bag. “okay, guys. we're ready.”

you turn the camera toward katsuki. “say hi.”

he looks at the camera. “…hi.”

you laugh. “so enthusiastic.”

“we're gonna be late!”

“okay, okay.” you pick up your phone. “we're leaving.”

katsuki takes your bag before you can put it over your shoulder.

you wave toward the camera.

“bye, guys. i'll post pictures later.”

it's 9:03 p.m.

katsuki is very deliberately not home which is exactly how y/n wants it. she sets the camera down on the coffee table and makes sure the entire living room is in frame. “okay, chat.”

she looks at the stream. “he's gone.”

IS HE ACTUALLY GONE WHERE DID YOU SEND HIM

y/n laughs. “kirishima and sero have him.”

she glances toward the clock. “i told them they can bring him back anytime after midnight, so we have about three hours.”

she slowly pans the camera around the room.

the living room is enormous and for now, there was no special decoration yet, “which sounds like plenty of time.”

she pauses.“…until you look at how much i have to do! anyway, he thinks i'm streaming tonight.”

she grins. “which i am. just not what he thinks i'm streaming.”

boxes are already stacked against the wall with balloons, ribbons, lights, banners and some wrapping paper.

y/n starts pulling everything out. “okay, we're starting with the big stuff.”

she drags a large box into the middle of the room. “this one is probably the biggest.”

WHAT IS IT SHOW US

she opens the box and inside is a new piece of equipment katsuki has mentioned wanting for months. “he's been talking about this forever.”

HOW MUCH WAS IT

she immediately closes the box. “we're not discussing that.”

Y/N 😭

“that's between me and my bank account.” the gifts keep coming, new equipments, books, fashion items, clothes and other smaller things she's picked up.

GIFT NUMBER 7 ALREADY HOW MANY GIFTS ARE THERE

y/n looks toward the growing pile, “…a few and i gotta wrap them all up!”

THAT IS NOT A FEW

“okay, maybe it's more than a few.”

she laughs. “but some of them are tiny.”

she holds up another box. “this one is just something he needed.”

by 9:45, the decorations are finally going up.

y/n puts on some music and starts hanging lights around the living room.

she steps back and looks at it. “…that's awful.”

IT LOOKS FINE

“you guys are lying.”

she fixes it and adds the banner then the balloons. at 10:30, y/n brings out the cake. it's decorated entirely around katsuki's hero theme, with carefully made details inspired by his costume and explosions. she sets it carefully onto the center of the table.

“okay.” she steps back. “this might be my favorite part.”

THAT CAKE IS INSANE HE'S GONNA LOVE IT

“i hope so.”

next comes the table. she lines it with wrapped gifts, little plates of fruit, drinks, snacks, and everything she'll need for tomorrow's actual birthday celebration.

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN PLANNING THIS

y/n pauses and thinks, “…a while.”

A WHILE???

“i started buying some of this weeks ago.”

at 10:58, her phone buzzes.

katsuki

“oh my god why is he calling me?”

OMG NO ANSWER ACT NORMAL

y/n answers, “hey.”

“what are you doing?”

“streaming.”

“still?”

“yeah.”

“what time are you finishing?”

“probably late today.”

“don't stay up all night.”

she smiles. “i won't. you having fun with kiri and sero?”

“they're annoying.”

"haha. good luck."

“i'll be home later.”

her eyes flick toward the clock. “okay.”

“don't wait up.”

“i won't.” y/n lied and the call ends. y/n stares at her phone. “that was close.”

11:40 p.m.

the room is almost finished.

y/n adds the last few decorations, checks the table again, fixes the position of the cake, and arranges the gifts neatly underneath the decorations.

she also puts up a small collection of photographs from throughout their relationship and previous birthdays. and some random pictures of katsuki looking annoyed.

y/n laughs when she sees it and quickly takes a few pictures of the set up and some selfies before katsuki comes.

kirishima: he's going home now

11:57 p.m.

y/n: got it thx kiri :) tell sero i said thx too

everything is ready and y/n turns the lights off. "chat we're going to be in the dark for a while okay?"

she whispers. “we did it, he should be home anytime now.”

y/n moves toward the entrance and she grabs the confetti poppers she'd hidden beside the door.

after a few minutes, she hears keys outside.

the door opens and katsuki steps inside, “i'm home.”

the room is completely dark and he pauses, "…y/n?"

the lights suddenly come on. “surprise!”

y/n pulls the confetti poppers and a burst of confetti fills the room. katsuki stands there frozen as he looks around at the living room that was now decorated with banners and balloons. then he sees the birthday cake and the presents on the table alongside the pictures.

he just stands there staring.

y/n smiles, “happy birthday!”

“…you did all this?”

she nods. “yeah.”

“tonight?”

“mostly.”

he looks around again, “you decorated the whole fucking room?”

“yes.”

he lets out a quiet laugh, shaking his head, “you're insane.”

he walks farther into the room and he picks up one of the gifts, then puts it back down. his attention returns to the cake, “you got a custom one?”

“of course.”

he stares at it for another second, “…it looks good.”

y/n smiles and he looks at her before walking over, “thank you.”

LOOK AT HIS FACE 😭 HE'S ACTUALLY SO HAPPY Y/N YOU DID SO GOOD

katsuki finally notices the camera. “were you streaming this whole time?”

she gives him an innocent smile. “…maybe.”

“you little shit.”

she laughs, “happy birthday.”

he shakes his head, but he's smiling now. he steps closer and pulls her into a quick hug. “seriously. thank you.”

y/n smiles. “you're welcome.”

he gives her a quick kiss, then pulls back.

OH MY GOD HE'S SO HAPPY 😭 IM CRYING SINGLE

he turns toward the camera. “why are you people still here?”

BECAUSE THIS IS THE BEST STREAM EVER

“fucking weirdos.”

y/n laughs. “leave them alone.”

“they're watching me open my presents.”

“tomorrow!”

he looks at the table. “…tomorrow?”

“yeah well technically today, but later in the morning!”she points toward the cake. “during party later, tonight was just the surprise.”

he stares at her. “you planned an entire day?”

y/n smiles. “mayyyyybee.”

he shakes his head. “…i really like it.”

y/n smiles.

“end the stream.” he said.

“why?”

“because it's my birthday.”

she laughs and reaches for the controls. “okay, okay. goodnight, chat.”

GOODNIGHT Y/N HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAKUGO WE'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW GN BAKUGO GN Y/N HBD DYNAMIGHT!!!

y/n ends the stream.

𝐼’𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑑

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Fucking hell.

You’d been in this damn kitchen for like 3 hours making a mess trying to recreate a tiktok recipe that now you’re not convinced actually exists.

You’re definitely a sight to see as the one and only person you can’t tolerate walks around the corner and into the dorms kitchen seeing you covered in flour what seems to be whipped cream and pink food coloring.

If he wasn’t such emotionally constipated person he might even smile a bit at you. Maybe even throw in a you look cute like that, comment but that would mean he has to admit he doesn’t actually despise you so that’s off the table.

Leaning against the island counter watching as you struggle to unlock your phone with dirty fingers he breaks the silence.

“What the fuck happened to you?”

You didn’t even need to look up, you recognized that voice and the playful smirk laced into his tone.

“I’m attempting to bake what does it look like asshole.”

Taking a second to scan the crowded counters, the open sprinkles containers and lumpy batter.

“It looks more like attempted murder of pastries, cmon let’s get your dirty ass cleaned up, princess.”

Your cheeks flush slightly at that but despite your better judgement you know that he’s just trying to get under your skin.

“I can clean myself up just fine thank you.” Still fumbling with your phone as your hands are coated in flour and other sticky substances.

He reaches over snatching your phone from you and swiftly putting it in his pocket before you can react.

“You can’t even open your phone dumbass, let’s go to my bathroom before you dirty all the doorknobs too.”

With a heavy sigh you begrudgingly follow him, convincing yourself it’s just to get your phone back, letting him open doors for you and press the elevator buttons up to his floor and walking into his dorm.

He ushers you into the bathroom quickly watching as you wash your hands and dig all the ingredients out from under your nails, once you finish with that you turn to him and hold your hand out asking for your phone back wordlessly.

“Nah. Not yet” he reached down and picks you up by the waist and plops you on top of the sink counter before reaching for some wipes on the counter.

“Hey! What the hell Katsuki?!” Taken aback by the sudden airtime.

“Jesus, shut up will ya? I’m tryna help you sweetheart.” He says shaking his head at you.

He uses the wipe in his hand to clean what remains off of your cheeks and nose, you watch as his brows are furrowed in focus making sure he doesn’t leave anything behind, the weight of his hands lightly brushing over your face leave you chasing for more of his touch.

“Don’t get it twisted, I’m not your fuckin maid now you just couldn’t do it yourself.” He says taking a step back, throwing the wipe into the trashcan.

He returns back to you and fishes your phone out of his pocket and hands its back to you, causing your fingers to touch briefly.

He looks up to meet your gaze, you both could feel the tension in the air that could be cut with a knife. Both of you leaned in slowly ready to finally act on the unspoken thing between you too.

You could feel his breath on your lips and the way he was looking at you as if he was hungry for you and then-

CRASH

Separating immediately you hopped off the counter looking away as Eijiro Kirishima broke into Katsukis room.

“YOOOO BAKUBRO READY TO GO LIFT? Oh shizzle am I interrupting somethin?” His eyes shifted between the close space between you and his best friend deciding on whether he should leave or not, you made the decision easy for him.

Slipping past them both, you called over your shoulder halfway out the door, “Nope! Have a great lift Ei!”

Sprinting to the elevator you slipped back into your dorm and flopped onto your bed like a fish. Dreading class tomorrow as you heard a message notification come from your phone.

Flipping over the little device it read,

come to my dorm at 8, I’m finishing what we started.

Isn’t that a little past your bedtime?

I’ll make an exception, only for you.

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| 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝟏٫ 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝟐٫ 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝟑٫ 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝟒 (𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒)

| 𝑘. 𝐵𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑔𝑜 𝑥 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

| 𝑆𝑦𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠 : 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑٫ 𝐾𝑎𝑡𝑠𝑢𝑘𝑖 𝐵𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑔𝑜 𝑤𝘩𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑛 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟.

| 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔’𝑠 : 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔٫ 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠٫ 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠٫ 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡

| 𝐴𝑢𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑟’𝑠 𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑒 : 𝐻𝑖𝑖𝑖 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦!! 𝐼 𝘩𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑢𝑦𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑒𝑟𝑚 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝘩𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛𝘩𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑢𝘩𝘩 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑡. 𝐴𝐿𝑆𝛰𝛰𝛰 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐𝘩 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝐼’𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐𝘩!! 𝑥𝑜𝑥𝑜𝑗𝑎𝑑𝑒<𝟑

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bestfriend!bakugo who has stopped knocking years ago. if your door is unlocked, he's walking in.

bestfriend!bakugo who will take one bite of your food without asking and then act offended when you complain.

bestfriend!bakugo who knows exactly which look means you're about to do something stupid.

bestfriend!bakugo who gets dragged into errands because you refuse to go alone. “it's literally one store.”

“then go yourself.”

“i don't want to.”

“ugh…fine.”

bestfriend!bakugo who complains about every movie you pick but watches the entire thing with you anyways.

bestfriend!bakugo who will throw a pillow at you from across the room if you keep annoying him.

bestfriend!bakugo who knows when you're lying about being tired.

bestfriend!bakugo who sends you pictures of random things that remind him of you without any explanation.

bestfriend!bakugo who will complain about having to help you move something and then end up doing the entire thing himself.

bestfriend!bakugo who can tell when you're upset just from how hard you shut a door.

bestfriend!bakugo who will sit beside you when you're having a bad day without asking you to explain yourself.

bestfriend!bakugo who somehow knows when you're hungry before you do.

bestfriend!bakugo who gets personally offended when you don't laugh at his jokes. (he can make jokes???)

bestfriend!bakugo who laughs harder when you insult him back because at least you can keep up.

bestfriend!bakugo who will defend you in an argument with another person and then turn around when they leave and tell you exactly what you did wrong afterward.

bestfriend!bakugo who gets suspicious when you're being unusually nice to him.

“what do you want?”

“nothing.”

“bullshit.”

“can't i just be nice?”

“not like that.”

bestfriend!bakugo who is the person you can call at 2 a.m. with absolutely nothing to say and he'll still answer. “what happened?”

“nothing.”

“…then why are you calling?”

“i couldn't sleep.”

“damn it.” he's already getting out of bed.

bestfriend!bakugo who has no idea that half the things he does would look suspiciously couple like to everyone else.

bestfriend!bakugo who genuinely doesn't understand why people keep asking if you two are dating. “we're friends.”

“katsuki.”

“no.”

you hadn't even finished asking. you stared at him from across the living room with a phone in your hand. “you don't even know what i'm asking.”

“you're holding your phone like that.”

“like what?”

“like you're about to make me do some stupid shit for your followers.”

you smiled. “so you do know.”

“because you do this every time!”

you walked over and held your phone out to him. “it's thirty seconds.”

“that's what you said last time and it took forty fucking minutes!”

you laughed, “please?”

he looked at you. you gave him your best innocent expression. he sighed, “fine.”

“yes!”

“thirty seconds.”

“promise.”

“if you lie to me, i'm leaving!”

you set up the camera and explained the trend. katsuki listened with an incredulous expression.

“so i just stand here?”

“yeah.”

“and then?”

“when the music changes, you point at me.”

“why?”

“because that's the trend.”

“that doesn't explain shit.”

“just trust me!”

he muttered something under his breath but got into position. you started recording. the first few seconds went perfectly, you did some dance then the music changed and katsuki pointed at you and you pointed at him.

you both looked at the camera.

you stopped recording.

“why did you look so angry?”

“i wasn't angry.”

“okay, again.”

“you said one take.”

“i said thirty seconds. again.”

he sighed. the second take was worse. he moved too early. the third time, you messed up. the fourth time, katsuki looked directly into the camera and said, “this is fucking stupid.”

“you ruined it! you're supposed to be cute!”

“i'm not doing cute.”

“just once.”

“no fucking way.”

you stared at him. “…please?”

"stop making that stupid face."

you grinned, “so it works?”

“shut up.”

you started another recording. this time, katsuki actually followed the instructions perfectly.

you looked at the playback and he leaned over to peek.

“what?”

“that was actually like really really good.”

“i'm better at it than you.”

you gasped. “excuse me?”

“you heard me.”

“you want to do it again?”

“sure.”

“okay.” you said, surprised.

“but you're doing it my way.”

you narrowed your eyes, “what's your way?”

he took your phone from your hand, “you'll see.”

“katsuki-”

“just stand there.” he pointed towards a space.

you sighed and did as he said. he set up the camera, walked back over, and glanced at the screen.

the music started and you followed the trend and katsuki did his part. then, right at the end, he pulled you against his side and flipped off the camera.

you laughed, "that wasn't in the trend!"

“looks better than whatever trend it was.”

you watched the playback and unfortunately, it looked better than the trend.

“okay,” you admitted. “you really think you're good at this now, don't you?”

“i know i'm good at it.”

you posted the video before he could change his mind.

HAHAHAHHA I LOVE THIS 😭 why is he actually good at it?? bakugo pretending he doesn't love being in her videos

you turned the phone toward him. “look.”

he read the comments. “they're fucking annoying.”

“they liked it!”