NEON HEAT
₊⊹ fluff. Bakugou buys everyone ice cream, and you thank him by stealing his own tub of ice cream.
pairing: k. bakugou x gn!reader
content: idiots in love, established relationship, slice of life, katsuki's contact name is katsudon, that's all really
wordcount: 1.6k
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You could have sworn you’d rather fight a villain butt-naked and quirkless than have to press a freezing cold-water bottle to your neck. Condensation on the plastic rapidly melted away as small drops slipped down your heated skin, offering little to no relief.
The fan spun almost uselessly, your mind having long since learned to tune out its constant hum.
You barely paid attention to the phone lying beside you. Downstairs, the common room was just as miserable: Denki, Mina and Eijiro arguing over who got the last serving from the Neapolitan ice cream tub, at least three others trying to sit as close to Shoto as possible. He was using the frost side of his quirk to regulate his body temperature. As a bonus, the air around him stayed deliciously cool, making everyone else crowd around him. The rest blurred together as you leaned further back against the bed, the bottle greedily soaked up the heat from your skin until even the last traces of coolness were gone.
Sighing, you closed your phone, draping your arm over your closed eyes, trying to ignore the humid 34°C weather, before the device buzzed in your hand, the screen lighting up. You pulled your arm away, only to find a text notification from Katsuki.
You'd forgotten to mention it, but Katsuki had gone out to buy ice cream and drinks for everyone—including you.
You unlocked your phone again, opening the messages app to read his text:
katsudon: “What flavour ice cream do you want?”
Your index finger hovered over the glass screen, hesitating for a moment before typing back:
you: “raspberry”
katsudon: “Holy shit you’re boring”
you: “hell are you getting then?”
katsudon: “Cinnamon”
you: “look at fancy pants over here”
At this point, you could practically feel his irritation through the screen, though he must've decided to let it slide:
katsudon: “You’re lucky it’s too hot outside for your bullshit”
you: “sure, u js don’t want to explode now”
katsudon: “FUCK did you say to me”
you: “nothing <3”
katsudon: “Damn right.”
Not long after, the typing bubble appeared again, as your eyes skimmed over the incoming words:
katsudon: “Do you want a drink too”
you: “coke zero”
katsudon: “Say thanks or something, dumbass”
you: "yes kats ty for getting me ice cream and a drink”
katsudon: “Better.”
You took the now-warm bottle from your neck and set it on the nightstand. Then you stood from the bed, finally noticing your shirt had stuck to your back, cringing lightly at the feeling, grabbing the hem at your lower back, flapping the cotton to dry the sweat clinging to your spine.
The wooden floors creaked under your feet as you left your dorm room and stepped into the hallway, the buzz from the common room much easier to make out, almost stepping over Sero currently lying on the floor as you made your way to the kitchen.
Katsuki hadn’t come back yet, but until he came back with everybody’s ice creams and your drink, you still needed something to subjugate your thirst, opening the fridge, your eyes landed on the large bottle of sparkling water, snatching it, along with a glass and poured the liquid.
Turning back to the fridge, you leaned down to slide open the ice tray, swiftly seizing a couple of cubes to toss into your drink before they melted between your fingers. After closing the door, you leaned against the side of the kitchen counter, one of your hands resting on the smooth granite as you raised the glass to your lips, the fizzy beverage slipping down your throat.
You brought your gaze up, noting that Eijiro had joined Sero on the floor, lying in a starfish position, his fingers still holding the chocolate-stained spoon, licking the remnants from his lips. You had assumed the three settled on sharing the three flavours of the tub for each one of them: chocolate for Eijiro, as the evidence suggests, strawberry for Mina and vanilla for Denki. Searching for the other two, you spot Mina lying sideways on the couch, cooling herself down with her coral pink handheld fan, switching hands periodically when her wrists would start to ache, and Denki was sitting in front of the couch, his back resting against it as he still held his bowl of ice cream, eating the last half of it, eyes fixed on the TV, watching whatever Shonen anime the guys argued over watching.
Suddenly, Mina lifted her head over the couch, black and yellow doe eyes focused on you as she asked:
“Do you know when Bakugou is coming back?”, she groaned in feigned exasperation before adding “everybody is dying over here, y’know!”
You chuckled lightly, shaking your head before responding:
“Nah, he only asked me what flavour I want”
“Ugh, can’t he hurry up already…?”, she sighed, lying back down on the couch, as she started fanning herself once more.
Thinking about her words, you took your glass with you and went back upstairs to your dorm room, grabbing your phone from on top of the wrinkled bedsheets as you checked to see if you had any new notifications, excluding the ones from apps you didn’t use anymore, taking another sip of the water before placing it down alongside the now neglected bottle.
Opening the messages app again, you tapped on Katsuki’s contact name, before typing:
you: “katss, when are u coming back”
Shortly after you pressed “send”, you decided that it was worth adding, in an attempt to explain yourself:
you: “the others are starting to complain”
It didn’t take him long to reply, as your phone lowly vibrated:
katsudon: “5 minutes, tell them to quit bitching, I’m stuck at the fucking checkout”
you: Reacted “♡” to your message.
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It wasn’t long before voices rose from downstairs.
You quickly made your way downstairs, along with the others that had also spent the day in their dorms as you saw Katsuki carrying three plastic bags, full of drinks, ice cream and food (mostly instant ramen and chips), walking over as he set them down on the floor, reaching into each one and handing everybody their stuff.
“Pikachu”, he says as he tosses the lemon sorbet flavoured cone to Denki, who catches it instantly, grinning in ecstasy.
“Shitty hair”, as he reached for the chocolate with extra nuts ice cream “Racoon eyes”, followed by Mina catching her refreshing pink grapefruit ice cream.
And it went on like this until he eventually called out, catching your attention:
“Oi”, before tossing your coke zero to you.
After you catch it, Katsuki pulls out your raspberry cone, handing it to you in the same way. At that point, you notice that he hasn’t pulled out his cinnamon one.
“…wait.”
“What?”, he looked up at you, confused.
“Where’s yours?”
“Why?”
“Lemme see it.”
“No.”, the blonde replied, matter-of-factly.
“Why…?”
“Because.”
Safe to say, you were suspicious of him right now, slightly. Had he straight up forgotten to buy his own ice cream and refused to admit it?
Once the rest start eating their own cone and Katsuki had took off his shoes and showered, he walks over to the kitchen, where the last plastic bag was located on the countertop, as he pulled out his cinnamon ice cream tub.
Having followed his movements with your gaze (hoping he hadn’t noticed), you couldn’t help but admire the container, not wanting to admit it, but hell, it looked delicious as fuck.
And since Katsuki was your boyfriend, he surely wouldn’t have minded if his partner…wanted to share, right? Sadly, you weren’t in the mood for sharing today, instead desiring to steal it all for yourself. Couldn’t be that hard to steal some ice cream, after all.
He hadn’t yet opened the tub, now distracted as he looked through the kitchen for a clean bowl and a spoon, as you made up your mind that this was the best moment possible for your (otherwise pathetic) plan to take action.
You sat up from the couch, not having touched your raspberry ice cream either, as it was laying on the coffee table, instead wasting your time watching the filler arc of the same anime they were watching earlier.
Making sure you were as silent as possible so he wouldn’t notice you, you tiptoed your way over to the kitchen, glancing up at him once to make sure he wouldn’t abruptly turn around to catch you red-handed, before yanking the tub away and a spoon along with it.
“Thanks,” the smile on your face was audible.
Promptly, Katsuki turned around with the spoon in his hand, as he froze in his tracks. He glanced at the countertop, then at you, then back at the now empty countertop.
His eyes lifted once more.
“…”
“OI.”
You turned around and rushed upstairs, as he followed behind you. Reaching your dorm floor, you jogged over to your room with the tub in one hand, Katsuki catching up to you easily.
You now faced him, taking off the lid and holding it in one hand as he stared at you.
“…Give it back.”
Instead, you chose to take the tiniest spoonful, maintaining eye contact as you savored the taste. By now, he looked ready to explode at any given moment.
“Oh.”
“WHAT.”
“This is really good.”
“No shit.”
To your surprise, Katsuki didn’t curse you out (too much) or try to blow you up as now both of you were back in the common room, while he grabbed your raspberry cone from the coffee table and ripped off the wrapper.
“I thought you hated strawberry,” you couldn’t keep yourself from asking.
“I do.”
“Then why are you eating it?”
“Because you already contaminated mine, dumbass,” he stated, as if it was the most obvious fact ever.
“…sorry,” you muttered, quietly.
“Whatever,” he shrugged, adding “buy your own next time.”
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sooo...decided to post on tumblr finally 😭 haven't written fanfic since 2022/2023 so this is genuinely the most pathetic comeback ever
divider credits - @/cursed-carmine
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