I am Destruction | Bakugo x reader (kinda)

Christmas Special

Tomoe's PoV

"Sorry about this," my mums voice fills the phone.

"It's OK, I know that your work is important for my school," I replied, "so just enjoy Christmas in England."

"I feel terrible," mum sighed, "I'm really sorry, To."

"It's OK, I promise, mum!" I exclaimed, "anyway, I need to go, it may be my last day of internships but I still need to concentrate."

"Alright. Bye, Tomoe," the line cut out and I pocketed my phone before looking up and sighing.

Mum went to England to discuss something with one of the big agencies for UA about a month ago and she's still away and apparently she won't be back for christmas.

I'm actually really disappointed.

"Alright, young Bakugo," pro hero, Icy Hot or Shoto Todoroki, walked into the room, "let's get going. Today we're just doing patrols."

I nodded and followed him out of the agency and into the streets where we walked circles for a good four hours until we bumped into my dad, who was just staring in the window of a shop, a frown etched onto his face.

"Dad?" I called out.

"Bakugo, what're you doing?" Icy Hot asked, dad spun around to see us.

"Oh, Tomoe," he greeted me before squinting at Icy Hot, "Todoroki."

"Yes, good to see you too," Icy Hot nodded, "What're you doing?"

Dad took a deep breath in and rolled his eyes before mumbling something way too quiet.

"What?" I asked, "you need to be louder."

"I'm buying y/n a Christmas present!" dad shouted before huffing and turning back to looking in the window.

"Dad, buying gifts usually requires going into the shop," I laughed. He glared at me.

"I need to get something that's perfect," he grumbled, "I don't like going in places unnecessarily."

"Mum's not even going to be here for Christmas anyway, she wouldn't know if you bought it before or after Christmas," I shrugged. He looked at me with wide eyes.

"She knows everything, Tomoe, everything," he told me.

"Yes, she is oddly observant," Icy Hot nodded, "she is always very good when it comes to figuring people's quirks out quickly."

"OK..." I looked at them weirdly.

"Don't you two actually need to work?" dad asked, obviously getting annoyed, "I'm trying to concentrate."

"Yes, we need to go back now," Icy Hot nodded, "come on, young Bakugo."

"See you later, dad," I waved and followed the half white, half red haired man back to the agency.

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Christmas Day_
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Katsuki's PoV

I hissed as some of the boiling water spat at me and burned my hand.

"You OK, Kacchan?" Deku came into the kitchen.

"Shut up, damn Deku. Go back to setting the table," I growled at him.

"Alright, I was just asking if you were OK," Deku rolled his eyes before grabbing a handful of cutlery and walking back out with a stack of plates as well.

About half an hour passed and I was finally serving our dinner.

"Hey, dad," Tomoe called, "whys there an extra plate set out."

I looked to it.

"Don't know," I shrugged, "ask Deku, he's the one who set it."

"Kacchan you told me to set the usual amount," Deku replied.

"Alright, an extra plate isn't going to kill anyone," Ochaco sighed.

"Mum is right! It's Christmas! Y/n isn't here so having an extra plate is like she's here!" Rayla exclaimed happily. That seemed to diffuse the situation before knocking sounded throughout the house.

"Tomoe go answer the door while I finish serving," I looked to my son, he nodded and jumped up and walked to the door.

I smiled to myself as he went walking away.

"What're you smiling at?" Ochaco asked.

"What? I'm not smiling, fuck off, round face," I glared as I heard the door open.

"Merry Christmas!" I heard someone shout from the door. A couple minutes passed and Tomoe came skipping into the room, dragging a familiar, beautiful h/c haired woman behind him.

"Merry Christmas everyone," y/n smiled.

"y/n!" Ochaco jumped up and hugged her, "thought you were in England for Christmas."

"Private jets are a god send," y/n replied with a smile, "I brought a friend with me, it was his jet."

In walked someone I hadn't seen in a while.

"Bonjour, mes amis!" Aoyama walked in, "back in Japan."

Seriously?

Y/n came over and I hugged her, kissing her forehead I let out a sigh.

"Why is Aoyama here?" I asked.

"I bumped into him on the streets of London and told him about missing Christmas, he offered to fly me back in record time and he wasn't lying. We got here in a quarter of the usual time," y/n replied, "so I invited him for dinner as a thanks for helping me out."

"Alright, I'll get another set then," I sighed, letting her go and then going to grab a plate and some cutlery for Aoyama.

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"Finally," I let out a sigh and placed my arm around y/n's shoulders as she and I sat on the sofa, "Aoyama and the Midoriyas have gone home, Tomoe is in bed and I have my girl all to myself."

"Yes you do," y/n smiled up at me. I leaned in to kiss her but she puts her hand up against mine.

"Wait a second," she puts her hand up in a one minute motion and rummage around in her bag for something. Eventually she got it and raised her arm above our head.

Looking up, I smile when I see a familiar looking red and green plant. Mistletoe.

She smiles and lowers my head before kissing me.

"I fucking love you, y/n Bakugo," I whispered lowly to her.

"And I love you too, Katsuki Bakugo," she replied with a small laugh before putting the mistletoe down and allowing me to kiss her again.

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Merry Christmas everyone!
I mean... Its not Christmas yet. But still.
Have a great new year everyone!