Fantasy Bakugou x Reader

Chapter 28

The air grew thicker as the tension rose, the light dimming in the tent as the sun slowly descending into the horizon. You inhaled deeply, exhaling as you sat on a giant pillow next to the round wooden table. Bakugou growled and crashed onto the pillow across from you, and Kirishima sighed as he sat down across from the both of you.

Where to begin? You and Kirishima stared each other down in concentration as Bakugou closed his eyes, his eyebrows furrowing in irritation. He crossed his arms and tapped his fingers against his tattooed skin, stopping when you finally spoke up.

"Well, where should we start?"

Kirishima translated for you and looked over at Bakugou, who said nothing. He didn't really know where to start either, but everything was still processing in his head. Finally, he opened his red eyes and stared into your (E/C) ones, speaking to his dragon as he looked at you.

"ДЅҜ ӉЄЯ ЇҒ ЅӉЄ'Ѕ өҜДҰ."

Kirishima opened his to speak, but his words caught in his throat for a moment. He looked back at Bakugou and smirked widely, making Bakugou glance over and slam his hand on the table.

"tӉЇЅ ЇЅ ѠӉҰ Ї ԀЇԀҋ't ѠДҋt ҰөҴ ДЯөҴҋԀ ѠӉЄҋ ѠЄ tДℓҜЄԀ!!"

"Ї'Ӎ ЅөЯЯҰ, Ї'Ӎ ЅөЯЯҰ! Ї'ℓℓ ДЅҜ өҜДҰ-"

Kirishima tried to compose himself, forcing his smile back down as he looked at you and repeated Bakugous question.

"He wants to know if you're okay right now."

A blush began to rise in your skin as you stared over at Bakugou, also losing your words in your mouth as you went to speak. Sighing, you quickly shook your head yes, squeezing your eyes shut to ignore his crimson stare.

"Other than the stinging mark on my cheek, I think I'm okay."

Kirishima translated the comment back to Bakugou and the blonde winced, raising his hand up to gently graze your cheek. You flinched as his skin hit yours, but instead of pulling back, he lightened his touch, just barely brushing your face.

"Ї tЯЇЄԀ tө ЅДҰ Ї ѠДЅ ЅөЯЯҰ ЄДЯℓЇЄЯ, БҴt Ї Ԁөҋ't tӉЇҋҜ ЅӉЄ ДҪҪЄҏtЄԀ Їt. ҰөҴ ӉДѴЄ ҋө ЇԀЄД ӉөѠ ЅӉЇttҰ Ї ҒЄЄℓ ДБөҴt Їt, ҜЇЯЇЅӉЇӍД."

"ѠӉҰ Ԁө ҰөҴ tӉЇҋҜ Ї'ѴЄ БЄЄҋ tЯҰЇҋԌ tө ℓЇԌӉtЄҋ tӉЄ ӍөөԀ, БДҜҴԌөҴ, Ї Ԁө ӉДѴЄ Дҋ ЇԀЄД өҒ ӉөѠ ҰөҴ ҒЄЄℓ."

Kirishima pounded his fist against his chest lightly, making Bakugou run his hand up his face and into his blonde hair. Of course he did, why would he forget that? The dragon looked back at you and smiled weakly, translating that Bakugou really was sorry. You subconsciously leaned your cheek further into Bakugous palm, gazing down at the table in defeat.

"I knew he was sorry, I was just...angry. I wanted more than a simple apology-"

Your words cut off as you felt a sinister smirk form to your side, and you slowly turned your head to meet Kirishimas red eyes, his pointy teeth shining as he grinned.

"More? Than a apology? What do you mean by that (F/N)(L/N)?"

Your face flushed even more and you smacked your hand on the table, yelling at Kirishima to not twist your words as he spoke to Bakugou.

"ЅӉЄ ѠДҋtЅ ӍөЯЄ tӉДҋ ЈҴЅt Дҋ ДҏөℓөԌҰ ҒЯөӍ ҰөҴ."

Bakugous eye twitched and he glared at Kirishima, glancing back and watching you huff in embarrassed anger.