《dangerous // bakugou x reader》*2/2*
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The following day, you finished grabbing what you wanted to eat from the cafeteria and sat next to your friends at the lunch table. You were laughing at the boy's bickering as Jiro and Mina enjoyed their food silently. As you were about to take the first bite, Aizawa came to your table.
"Follow me." he said. "We need to go to Recovery Girl for a checkup."
"I'm eating."
"Eat while we're walking towards there, let's go."
You sighed and stood up from the table, following Aizawa as said. When you entered the room, you were greeted by her sweet smile. Her smile reminded you of Mira's, in a way.
You did your general checkup, everything was alright except from some wounds here and there.
"You did some pretty good damage to that boy." she chuckled to herself. "Should we do that hand treatment?"
"No need, I didn't use blood bending. I wasn't allowed to." you said, glancing at Aizawa.
"I wanted to see how you two handled your mind control quirks."
"What are we? Experiments?"
"You know what I mean." he sighed. "Eitherway, you did great on that battle. You've gotten stronger."
"I've been training." you silently spoke.
You were allowed to leave after your check up. You made your way back to the cafeteria but Aizawa wrapped his restraints around your body and held you in place, something he knew you absolutely hated, but he really liked annoying you.
"Not in front of everyone!" you whisper-yelled after earning some chuckles from UA's students.
He took the restraints off you as you walked out of the cafeteria again.
"You need to talk to Shinso."
"I don't want to."
You and Aizawa had many things in common, but the main thing was your short-temper. You got on eachother's nerves frequently because of that.
"I am telling you to do so."
"And who do you think you are ordering me around? Dad?"
You bit your lip at the last word, trying so hard not to let any tears fall down your face.
"(y/n)-"
"First you leave UA, with the only source of information about your whereabouts being principal Nezu, then you stop replying to my texts as if you don't give a shit about my wellbeing, and now you come here acting as if you're some kind of-"
"I couldn't use my phone, I-"
"The time I spend with you is really important to me, you know. I know you were too busy training Shinso, but not being in contact with you this past month was really hard for me."
"I'm sorry." he said, taking you by surprise as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders.
Maybe you were overreacting. You often felt as if you were becoming annoying to the people around you. But with Aizawa leaving like that, and with Mira's absence having a toll on you still, you felt abandoned.
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"Nobody can replace you. You're my problem child." he said after giving you a gentle pat on the back.
You felt yourself relax at those words. But honestly, reassurance was all you needed at the moment.
You laughed and wiped your tears with the back of your hand.
"Yeah, you're right."
It was evening. You had finished showering and decided to join your friends in the living area. After finishing the movie that you guys were watching, you decided to wrap it up since it had gotten pretty late.
You followed Bakugou to his room and changed to a pair of sleeping clothes that you kept in his closet.
"That movie sucked ass. I can't believe we let Floaty pick." he grunted as he layed on his bed, patting the empty space next to him for you to join.
"I liked it." you smiled. "It was even funnier with your dumb comments."
He rolled his eyes at you and played with your hair as you yawned multiple times.
"I talked to Aizawa today."
"I saw."
"I think I was too harsh." you murmured, drawing small circles on his chest.
You hated whenever you snapped at Aizawa. But all your build up sadness turned into anger. You couldn't really help it, in a way.
Bakugou remembered the moments after your talk with Aizawa. How your teary eyes and runny nose made it difficult for you to enjoy your meal.
"I think you did the right thing, telling him how you feel."
"I guess so.."
The clock hit midnight and suddenly Bakugou climbed over you so that he got out of bed.
"What are you doing?" you laughed, watching him stumble around his room.
"Happy Birthday!" he said after grabbing a box from his closet.
"You remembered!" you exclaimed after getting up as well.
"How could I forget dumbass?"
You hugged him tightly and let yourself relax under his arms.
"You're all I need. Why did you get me a gift?" you struggled saying as he squeezed you.
"Stop complaining and open your damn gift!"
You rolled your eyes at him and finally opened the box, taking out the most beautiful dress you've ever seen.
"Katsuki what the.. this is beautiful!"
"You're going to wear it today because we're going out." he proudly stated.
You gently placed the box on his desk and embraced him once again, your lips landing on his before taking his hand in yours and leading him to his bed.
Your morning was joyful. Your friends surprised you in the living area with birthday decorations and even gifts. Before opening the gifts, you ate the cake that they had made while listening to them talk about the whole messy experience.
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When evening came, you wore Bakugou's dress and after finishing your makeup you headed downstairs. He was waiting for you, flowers held in his hands tightly, showing just how impatient he was.
You went out for dinner, battled eachother at the arcade and surprisingly, in real life too. Was it really that surprising though?
"Thank God you didn't ruin my dress or else I would've killed you."
"You don't stand a chance!" he laughed out loud while you slapped his shoulder. "But I am gonna be taking it off you tonight."
"Oh yeah?"
You teased eachother some more as you walked around the dark streets. It had gotten pretty late when you arrived at the dorms, but the sight of Aizawa waiting for you outside the building surprised you.
"I'll head inside." Bakugou told you while taking the bags of 'extra' gifts' that he had bought you off your hands.
"You look fancy."
"Katsuki got it for me." you smiled, showing it off proudly.
"Ah, well you won't be needing my gift I suppose."
"You got me one?"
He smacked your head with the gift box before handing it to you.
"I always get you gifts on your birthday you spoiled kid. I didn't make it in time unfortunately and your classmates told me that you had gone out with Bakugou." he sighed, his annoyance showing from miles away.
You opened the small box, your eyes falling on a beautifully designed bracelet. An expensive one as well.
"It's so pretty, thank you!" you smiled warmly while hugging him tightly.
"Happy birthday." he said, motioning for you to sit next to him on the small steps. "While I was away training Shinso, I had heroes keep an eye on you around school and training grounds. They would inform me about your wellbeing and progress through a small device, but it was still a little difficult since we didn't have the best signal over there." he confessed while wrapping the bracelet around your wrist carefully. "Although, I suppose it would've been best if I texted you eitherway."
"It's okay, I overreacted as well."
He looked at your calm expression, flashbacks of him reading your texts the night before running through his mind.
'Hey, I didn't know you'd leave so soon.'
'How is training going? When are you coming back?'
'I miss you. Can you at least text me back so that I know you're doing alright?'
"I understand your emotions. It may be difficult at times, but I do." he patted your head. "I can make it up to you however, for the days we missed while I was away. I must admit that I missed you, problem child."
"Looking forward to that." you smiled.
The day you compared him to your dad made him realize how much he saw you as a daughter, even though he wouldn't really admit it when Recovery Girl teased him about it.
'Look Aizawa! I'm doing it! I'm riding a bike!'
'Can we go out for ice-cream after training?'
'I'll become the strongest pro hero!'
"I'm better than Cell." he said, your eyes widening.
You laughed and rested your head on his shoulder.
"You really are."
A small smile appeared on his lips as he looked at you but it disappeared when his eyes landed on your neck.
"What the- again?!"
"Stop looking at them!" you shouted while standing up, a huge blush forming on your cheeks from the embarrassment.
"How can I not when you don't even bother to cover them! You were free to do whatever you wanted while I was away but now that I'm here there are going to be many restrictions. Starting with him. Where the hell is he?"
"Leave him alone! He- Shinso?"
You stared at the boy in front of you surprised, Aizawa looking towards his direction with the same surprised look on his face.
"Happy birthday (y/n)." he spoke, extending his arms to give you flowers.
"Thank you." you shyly spoke. "You didn't have to."
"Well, I wanted to apologize for the things I said that day. I had to make you talk so that I could use my quirk." he said while rubbing his neck. "I also wanted to see you again before I leave."
"Where are you going?"
"Shinso is going away for some time, he is joining a group of other trainees." Aizawa told you.
"I see. Sorry for acting coldly towards you. Hopefully when you come around again we can hang out." you smiled.
"Y-Yeah that would be-"
"Like I'll let you get near her you tryhard!" Bakugou stormed out of the building while rolling up his sleeves. "I'll shove those flowers right up your-"
"Katsuki get inside!"
"I'll have a word with you first." Aizawa wrapped his restraints around Bakugou. "I'll kill you if I see hickeys on (y/n)'s neck ever again!"
"PUT ME DOWN YOU ASSHOLE!"
"Aizawa!"
Your classmates came outside as well, the girls laughing at the whole situation while the guys tried to calm Aizawa, Bakugou and Shinso down.
"Is it too late for the fireworks?" Uraraka stressed.
"The what?"
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