[✔️] 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬

Making-Out

After the explosion of laughter downstairs, Mina smirked knowingly, leaning closer to you as Bakugou's footsteps faded up the stairs. "You should probably go check on him, Y/N," she said in a sing-song voice, her tone playful. "Who knows? You might not come out for the rest of the night."

The rest of the Bakusquad froze, their faces turning a deep shade of red as they imagined exactly what Mina was hinting at. Kaminari's jaw dropped, Kirishima scratched the back of his head awkwardly, and even Sero's usual laid-back demeanor crumbled under the implication.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Kaminari finally blurted out. "Is she serious right now?"

Mina just winked, leaving everyone in stunned silence. You caught her playful vibe immediately, a sly grin forming on your lips. You stood up, smoothing your clothes with a dramatic flourish.

"Guess I better go check on my hot-headed hero, huh?" you teased, making sure to throw a wink at the boys as they all blushed harder.

With that, you made your way up to Bakugou's dorm, the grin still on your face as you thought of his flustered state. When you reached his door, you knocked softly, knowing Bakugou was probably still trying to cool off.

"Bakugou?" you called out. "You mad, or just embarrassed?"

There was a pause, and for a second, you thought maybe he wouldn't answer. But then, the door flew open, and before you could react, Bakugou grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you into his room with surprising speed. The door slammed shut behind you as he practically pinned you to the edge of his bed, his intense red eyes locking onto yours. The room was dimly lit, casting shadows that only made the heat between you two feel more charged.

"Dumbass," Bakugou muttered, his face still a bit pink from earlier. "You really had to run your mouth downstairs, huh?"

You smiled up at him, unbothered by his intense gaze. "What? Can't take a few compliments?"

Bakugou's expression darkened with frustration, but there was something else in his eyes too. Something deeper, something hungry. He hovered over you, his hands resting on either side of your waist as he kept you pinned in place.

"Embarrassed or not, you're still stuck with me," you teased, the words coming out in a low whisper.

He didn't reply right away. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at you, his jaw tightening like he was trying to decide whether to yell at you or do something else. That 'something else' won.

Without warning, Bakugou leaned in closer, his face inches from yours. "You think you're funny, huh?" he growled softly, but there was no anger in his voice now. Just heat.

Before you could respond, Bakugou closed the distance between you, his lips crashing against yours in a heated kiss. It was rough at first, like everything else Bakugou did, but it didn't take long for it to soften into something more intense, more desperate. His hands slid up from your waist, cupping your face as he kissed you deeper, his thumb brushing against your cheek in a surprisingly gentle motion.

Your hands instinctively reached up to grab the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer. The kiss deepened, and you felt the weight of his body press you further into the bed, his lips moving against yours with a hunger that made your heart race. You kissed him back just as fiercely, your hands sliding up to tangle in his hair, pulling slightly as you let yourself get lost in the moment.

Bakugou broke the kiss just long enough to whisper, "You're so damn infuriating," before diving back in, this time slower but no less intense. His lips traced the curve of your jaw, and you gasped softly as he moved to your neck, leaving a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses along your skin.