{𝑲𝒊𝒔𝒔 & 𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍} Bakugou x Reader / 18+

EXTRA 1: It's not mine, It's ours

Your work is tiring, and you reap very little reward. 

And as one bad apple spoils the rest, one problem ruins your entire mood. 

And obviously, your fiance notices this and spends quite a while prodding. 

You tell him all about your work struggle and he listens to you, but he isn't very good at giving advice. 

So, he suggests you call a friend and ask for their input. 

And the first person you dial is Mina.

"Hey! What's up?" 

you can hear familiar music playing in her apartment, picking at your nails while you spill your worries.

"I need some advice."

 you hear her hum as she dances around her room.

"Mkay..."

"So, it's about my job."

"Uh-huh."

"I love my job, it's great, but my pay is ridiculous. And it's not like I am in need of money, but it's everyone."

"I don't get it."

"Obviously, you're rich."

"But what I'm trying to say is, this field sucks. We do pretty much everything a nurse does but we get half the pay. And not to mention the shitty perks."

"Uh huh.... well uh girly the only way you could fix that is if like... you made your own company or sumn. I heard from a friend of a friend who's niece is in the field, that even as you raise your rank, it still sorta sucks. So you're outta luck bae."

"Wait no, you're a genius." 

Make your own company. 

It's a crazy idea, but it's possible. 

There are only 3 agencies that employ on-site nurses, so what would happen if you made an agency exclusively of on-site nurses?

"What? What did I inspire-?! Y/n!-" 

you hang up and decide to think it out a bit more. 

You call a few of your co-workers and talk to them about their situation, despite it being personal. 

Tenko, Isumi, and Hana. 

The only full-time on-site nurses you know.

"If you could change things about your job, what would it be?" 

"Well.. that's random,.. maybe the hours? It's a long day every day, and maybe more sick days? Just more free time, my life-work balance has gone to shit these last few years." 

Hana says, she goes on to explain she has yet to meet her new niece, and it's her first birthday next week! 

"I see. What about pay? Or uniforms?" 

she sighs, 

"Don't even get me started on uniforms. They suck. I'm either too hot or too cold, no in between. I wish we got winter uniforms like the heroes! It's so not fair." 

She laughs over the line, and you take note of that, Isumi has always been a fan of fashion.

"And if given the chance, what would you change about your work situation?" 

"One thing I would change for sure is the benefits, I want flexible work hours and high-level work insurance! I work with heroes and I might die on the daily, I need some damn insurance!" 

you chuckle with her,

"Anything else?"

"I wish we were more appreciated. Maybe a place just for the nurses! Instead of working with arrogant assholes all day that think they're better because they get a bigger paycheck." 

you agree with her a little while longer and thank her for her input before hanging up the phone. 

You look over your recently written notes before being interrupted by the door opening. 

Your fiance stomps his way around the house, finding you hunched over a set of shrewn papers. 

"What'cha doing?" 

he says, leaning on the door frame. 

"Taking notes." 

"Again? Thought you've been avoiding them since UA." 

you click your tongue and get off the bed, kissing his cheeks. 

He holds your hips, a subtle display of affection before he turns his attention back to the dishevelled pile of paper. 

"What's all this?" 

he looks through most of them, and you sigh, flopping back on your bed. 

"Notes." 

"Yeah, I got that- but what kind?" 

"Work stuff." 

"Uh huh? Tell me about it." 

"Why're you so nosey Kats?" 

he chucks a pillow at you while you giggle, smiling. 

"More appreciation... More cash.. What is this?" 

"What the people want." 

you sigh, rolling onto your stomach. 

"And how do you intend to make that happen?" 

"I dunno, maybe I will make a union or sum." 

you laugh, 

"Maybe make my own agency. Who knows!" 

he smiles and falls on the bed beside you. 

You scowl. 

"That suit best not be dirty, good sir." 

"Oh fuck." 

he scrambles off the bed, swapping his suit for sweat pants and a t-shirt. 

"Anyways, about that idea." 

you smile, he is such a good listener. 

"It's not an idea, just a little fantasy." 

"It doesn't have to be, it's a pretty good damn idea." 

"Maybe, but there's a lot of problems." 

"There's problems in everything babe, but you gotta have the determination to see it through if you really want it to work."

"I mean, I am marrying you, so I don't think I have a problem with perseverance. But jokes aside, how would I even go about doing that? Let alone have investors." 

you sigh, groaning into your covers when his weight makes a dip in the bed. 

"You know damn well money isn't a problem babe." 

"I am not letting you pay for my business." 

"It's not my money, it's ours."