Stupid Bunny. (Bakugo's Demise.)

✨ Chapter 74✨

Again, as you will, you fell asleep.
Though later than usual, maybe around midnight you found some relief.
Just as you went to bed, you slept late.

Actually, Katsuki found it unusual for you.
Past noon..
He decided to leave you be when he woke up, knowing you'd eventually wake up yourself.
But as he was mindlessly scrolling on his phone for what seemed like hours, he noticed you still weren't up.

He did, at that point, what any good person should and attended to your sleeping form carefully.
"Hey,"
He was sure to speak softly so as to not freak you the fuck out.
Next, he leaned in to kiss your stupidly cute face coated in a straight knock out.

"(Y/n), you've gotta wake up."
Really, he didn't want to be pushy.. but it was getting late. And, well, if he's not worrying... you're not doing something right.
Your nose wiggled, coming to your senses as it was pretty easy for you.
But as soon as that threshold was crossed, it was on and so were the waterworks.
He wondered where the fuck that came from first thing in the morning.
Usually you were alright, but holy crap were you not.
You were dissapointed as fuck to be continually living hell out of a world where it didn't even exist.

He wasn't surprised though, just showering you in more kisses as excruciatingly needed.

To you, it felt like you'd just fallen asleep and had to get up for school.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked.

You shook your head, mumbling out a, "No..", Sucking snot up your nose.

He just continued giving you more till you appeared to be at ease instead of trying to soothe you with words.
Pecking your lips as a finale, of course.

And, he asked as he always will, "You okay?"
And again, you shook your head no.
How could you? Everything sucks now.

"I'm sorry, baby."
He couldn't help but be sympathetic.. you were crying and your eyes hadn't even opened yet.

He hoped you would, coaxing you.
"Look at me."

You didn't want to be stunned by blinding light you knew was awaiting to. Yet still, it was Katsuki's ask..
So you slowly gathered the courage to do so.
Fluttering them open and trying to get used to the light.
It was nice to see his beautiful face, though.
He just wasn't able to hold back on the 15th kiss he was giving you.
"You look beautiful even when you're stressed out and dying."
Your hair was being brushed aside and out of your tears and couldn't stifle a giggle, aside from the crankiness you felt.
"Come on, princess. I'll help you get dressed if you want."

You squirmed and whined, wondering what the point was.
"I'm just gonna change into pajamas again anyways.."
Your hands came up to rub your eyes and redden them further.

"Well, maybe we can go do something fun."
He didn't know what, but certainly he could find something.
"You'll feel good once you're dressed."

'No' wouldn't be accepted as an answer, he was pulling away from you and moving off the bed.

"I don't want to do anything.."
You rolled over, trying to shun the sunlight.

He hummed, "Well... Come downstairs and cook with me then."

Certainly he wasn't going to listen to your plea to do nothing as he was already picking out an outfit for you.. Being sure it was something you'd wear...
Luckily, a sweater seemed to be in order.

You know, obviously it suit your state well.
-But you're about to look like a white women during fall who sips her pumpkin spice latte with both hands by a fire.
He... couldn't help but think about how cute you're gonna look.

Marching back over to you and setting the articles of clothing down on the bed, he tugged at your arms.
"Come on."

You're response was to grumble while being pulled up from slumber.
"Katsukiiiii, I don't have the energy to get dressed."

He wasn't about to just start stripping you against your will, so he asked. "Do you want me to help?"

Your eyes cracked open once more, nodding silently.

"Can I take this off?" He was gesturing for the negligee.

"Yeah." You said shortly, being cut off by a yawn.

There were a few buttons to your nightgown, so he started there first. Fumbling a bit with them but ultimately undoing some with ease.
As he slipped it down your shoulders, you just couldn't help but notice something oddly erotic about it.
Because what could be erotic about having your significant other slowly take your nightgown off?
Absolutely nothing.

But he's a big boy.. even as you made eyecontact with him, laying on your back so he could pull it past your legs.
To reveal your fucking braless chest.
He.. didn't feel nervous though. Not as per usual.
That couldn't be said the same for you as you tried to fight a blush.

"Sorry.." you said quietly, using your arm to cover them. As if your bare chest was so impeding on his day.
It's almost like we haven't covered that he is absolutely in love with them.

"For what?" He asked in turn, standing back up to pull a bra out for you.
"Any specific color?"

You immediately knew what he was talking about.
"Uh... Just get a beige one."

Beige, and still the cutest thing ever. With a little bow in the middle and lace lining it.
At this point, maybe he just has a thing for your underwear.
And you.

Now, he was walking back and taking a seat again. This time, a bit closer to you.
"Did you want to put it on?"

He was offering?

To be completely fair, he'd take any chance to look at your boobs more.
LISTEN! HE'S RESPECTABLE!
That's not all he cares about!
He happens to also be staring at your shoulders.
For some reason, the intricacy of your collar bone was something he liked to look at too.
He's so damn respectable... But is also nineteen
If there's a pair of your boobs out, yes.
His eyes will be there.

Okay maybe you played it up a bit as you spoke, "Can you do it?"
You seemed to not mind either, and nearly wanted him to pull your arms away from your chest.

To which he was already doing and didn't mind.
Helping slide the bra straps on your arms.

Next, reaching around and doing the clasp.
"Is that too tight?"

You shook your head, "No, it's good."

As he pulled away, you whined again. He was wondering what all the ruckus was about and huffed a, "What?"

You seemed all but pleased, despite his doing as you'd precisely asked. The garment was on... What more could you ever want?

"You're just gonna put my bra on and not give me a kiss?"

He scoffed, going to give you a kiss. As if he hadn't already given you more than a dozen upon your waking.

You smiled cheekily when he pulled away.

"Did you get your fix?"
He questioned, grabbing the sweater.

You absolutely disagreed,
"I don't think I'll ever get my fix from you."