《My Hero Academia Oneshots》Katsuki Bakugou x Sad! Reader
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_____1st Person POV______
I didn't know how I got here. But we were here. Sitting outside of the dorm hall at 2am, hoping I don't wake anyone as I sit there and cry to myself.
I didn't exactly know what specifically I was crying about though. Maybe it was the built up stress? Anxiety? Depression? The panic I had over the small things? That argument I had with another kid back in grade school that I should've won but didn't? It could've been anything, but I didn't know what. All I knew was that it was tearing me apart from the inside, and therefore I had to step outside.
It was cold, but not so much so that I needed a jacket. It was just a slight chill in the air as it hit against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine as I just sat there. I held my legs close to my chest, looking out towards the rather boring and darkened scenery.
I tried to focus on it, trying to steer my mind clear of thoughts, but nothing seemed to work as my tears just kept on falling down. They ran down my cheeks, my eyes stinging from their overload as the tears then dripped off of my chin, right onto the ground.
It should've been relaxing to me, as it was quite a normal, calm scene, but my thoughts screamed overwise.
Just as I was so engulfed in my moment of crying, I couldn't help but hear the sound of the door opening. An angered sounding sigh left from someone behind me before I heard a matching voice go with it,
"Hey dumb*ss, what the hell are you out here for?" The voice sounded angry yet quiet, which was weird as I knew who the person was.
Quickly wiping away my tears that tainted my face, my eyes still burning, I turned around and faced Bakugou. It was hard to see as I could barely see him through the dark, but I could recognize his messy spiky blond hair and tired angered face. It made me feel a bit better to see him out here, but it worried me that he just came down here to yell at me. But I knew that wasn't the case. He was my boyfriend, why would he just yell at me for crying?
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"Sorry, I just couldn't sleep and needed some fresh air," I responded and instantly could hear him 'tch',
"That's a d*mn lie and you know it," he growled as I heard footsteps approach. Just then, I felt him drop down next to me, an arm slinging around me as it pulled me closer to him, "So tell me the real reason why the hell you're out here so late,"
I let out a sigh, my eyes darting to the ground as the tears began to fall again. I could feel his grip around me tighten a little as he pulled me closer to him. I leaned over into his shoulder, crying right into it, not even caring that it was a bit out of character for him to even hold me by him, let alone not yell at me to cry.
I was a bit shocked, yes, but it was fine for now. It felt nice as I could just cry into his shoulder for a bit, and him just let me do that.
As he held onto me, I could feel him lean his head down a bit, resting it slightly on my head. He shifted in his place a little before getting comfortable and holding me in place as I just relaxed into his arms. It was quite quiet outside besides my small muffled cries that echoed a little across the school,
"Hey," I could hear Bakugou whisper out close to my ear, "Listen dumb*ss... I know I'm not the best at this whole stupid comforting thing, but,"
Pulling away a bit from him, I glanced up, seeing his calmed expression. It was unusual for him to go this soft, and I didn't have an explanation as to how, but here he is and here he is comforting me. It wasn't unusual for him to comfort me, but it was rare for him to go soft like this. Then again, I don't think I've ever cried in front of him before,
"Whatever you're going through, yeah it may suck, and it may be a pain in the *ss to handle, but d*mn... I know you're a strong person who can get through it and make it forward, even if its hard to and pushes against you. You're a f*cking bad*ss, you got it? And you're going to be okay in the end, even if you stumble and fall a bit. You'll make it. And if you ever need help, you have me. Got it? So don't cry, it makes me feel awkward,"
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I laughed a little at his poorly yet helpful words, punching his chest lightly as I shook my head. I wiped my stinging eyes, trying to get the tears from falling as I smiled a little to him. Looking up into his crimson eyes, I could see his serious yet soften face staring down at me,
"So it's fine if Deku cries, but when I cry you get awkward?" I laughed /choked out as I was still a bit stuffed up from my crying. I could see him get a bit ticked with that comment but seemed to brush it away as he pulled me around and into his chest, holding me close,
"Shut up dumb*ss," he mumbled out as he put his head down onto mine. I just smiled and hugged him as I turned my head sideways a bit so I could breath better,
"Is that your only nickname for me?" I rebutted and I could hear him groan a little into my hair as he leaned back just a little so he could talk,
"Fine... How about 'My Dumb*ss, who decided to stay up until 3 in the morning'?"
I rolled my eyes, my mood feeling a lot better already with Bakugou's warm and words right by me. I could feel him lay him head back down on my head again, this time it was laying sideways so he could speak if he wanted to,
"Says the one who goes to bed at 8pm," I could feel him stir a bit, hugging me closer and he let out a growl,
"Can we just go back inside already?"
"But I like comforting hugs with my Kacchan," I snickered and felt him starting to fall back, his arms still tight around me,
"I told you not to call me that, witch b*tch,"
I lied my head back, looking up to Bakugou as we lied there on the ground, now me on top of him. My back was to his stomach as we were sideways to the ground, "Considering you just called your girlfriend a b*tch. I think I deserve to call you Kacchan,"
I could hear him groan once more, probably frustrated that he has to keep his voice down, "Can't you just shut up and cry again in my arms!?"
"Only if we're cuddling," I smiled and leaned up, kissing the bottom of his jawline as he was a bit taller than me. He turned to look down, leaning down to kiss me almost instantly after my little kiss to him. Leaning up to follow him, I felt our lips collapse onto one another and it was like the fireworks exploded all over again.
My body filled with a happy warmth as I melted into the kiss, feeling him pulling me more into his body. We stayed like this for a few more seconds before lovely pulling away from each other, Bakugou holding a smug smile on his face as we pulled away. He looked down to me, his tired crimson eyes opening just enough to see my face that was next to him,
"I can sneak you into my room, just don't tell Aizawa," he responded and I giggled, standing up with him before shaking my head, earning a puzzled look from him,
"Sorry, but you called me a b*tch," I answered and began to walk back into the building, Bakugou trailing right behind,
"My dumb*ss, get your *ss back here," I could her him hollar out, despite the number of people sleeping.
And that was the end of the night. We ended up secretly cuddling in Bakugou's dorm room for the night, having nobody catch us... Until that morning... Which didn't end well...
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