𝙁𝙡𝙖𝙬𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 k.bakugo

08 ✦ Cursive

With a quick move, you jumped to take the object from his grips. However, he suspected that and held it above you, shaking it left and right with a sinister smile lacing his lips.

"I can't believe I left this here," you mumbled, jumping up and down, cursing your height in comparison to the blonde's as he towered over you. "Stop being such a jerk and just give it back Bakugo!" You whined, throwing a few soft punches towards him.

"No, I think I'll hold onto this for now, " Bakugo shrugged carelessly, flipping through your sketches of the anonymous man once more, "Now who is this guy, you basically have a shrine for him in there." You stared up at Bakugo in confusion.

"You must be kidding." You said, perplexed. He shook his head, leaning back in a chair as you stared at him in disgust. "Hawks? The pro hero? Super handsome model man that i'd pay to step on my face? Does this all not ring a bell?"

He lifted his shoulder in a half shrug, "Isn't he that one chicken hero, the one with the wings?" Bakugo asked, smirking lightly when he saw your jaw clench and your hands ball into fists. "Not a chicken, a hawk. It's in his damn name."

"So you got hots for the chicken man?"

"Say that again and I'll hurt you."

"I highly doubt that-"

A quick kick to nut and Bakugo was curling up in pain as you giggled in glee, "And answering your question, yes I do like him. In fact, I'd die for him!" You bubbled, stealing the folder out of his hand and skipping off. Bakugo groaned in response, bending back up with a grimace on his lips.

"That hurt you dumbass! Are you looking for a death wish?" Bakugo seethed, glaring at you in vain. You shrugged your shoulders in response, "You insulted the love of my life, you were practically begging for it."

"Isn't he in his twenties, the fuck is that even called? Reverse pedophilia?" Bakugo grumbled, making you slip a few laughs as you picked up your bag, stowing your folder away from the blonde's sight and making your way back to your canvas. "That's not really how celebrity crushes work, you dummy."

"What's so great about him anyway." Bakugo rolled his eyes as you squirted some paint onto your palette. "A lot of things, he's hot, he's talented, he's sweet, he's hot, and did I mention that he's hot?" You emphasized, biting your lip as awe dawned over your features.

"Yeah about four times," Bakugo huffed out, pinching the bridge of his nose and sighing, "You know that you'll never get with him, right? So what's the damn point?"

"I'm married to him in my dreams, actually."

"That's fucking pathetic."

You pouted, crossing your arms as you dipped a brush in the paint, glancing over at the blonde, "You're just jealous," you said, crossing your arms and puffing out your chest in a cocky grin. Bakugo rose a brow and scoffed, "Jealous? Of what?"

"Of hawks of course! He's got it all!" Bakugo rolled his eyes, "You're delusional, and no, I'm not jealous."

"And why's that?" You rolled up your sleeves and started with the first coat of paint, a soft peach color to match his skin tone.

"Cause I'll be the number one hero one day, and he'll be nothing compared to me, just you wait and see." The blonde shrugged, leaning back in his chair with his head held up high. "I'm not too bothered by that, actually, wanna know why?" You asked, skipping over to Bakugo with your paint palette in your other hand as the blonde shook his head.

"Cause then I could tell all my friends 'hey! You know the number 1 hero? Katsuki Bakugo! In high school I was assigned to paint his sexy ass, he was a brat but we had good times!' " You yelled gleefully, throwing your hands around in additional effect as Bakugo's lips curled up slightly in a scoff.

"Who are you calling a brat, you loser?" Bakugo grumbled the smile he was hiding was too painfully obvious for you to give any sort of care to his words. "Im calling Bakugo Katsuki, the future number one hero, a brat." You dared the blonde with your eyes, a smirk lifted your lips as he sized you up and down, raising a brow as a smile broke out on his face.

"I'd also be mentioned in your biography, which would make me a little famous!" Bakugo slipped a low chuckle under his breath, his eyes following your body in a twirl as he watched you prance around like a delighted child. Stopping to lean back towards the blonde, you stuck out your pinky finger.

"So, are you willing to turn that into a reality? Are you gonna give it your all? Do you promise?" You asked, holding your pinky finger up in question with twinkling eyes.

Bakugo looked back towards you as he smirked and gave a curt nod, wrapping his pinky with yours in a strong bond.

"Hell yeah!"

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This chapter is such a mess-

But it got me a lil soft at the end🥺

also this book is so close to 5k omg how did this eveN HaPPEn-

ilysm mwah mwah🤧😔