Smile | B.Katsuki

•• Chapter 61 ••

(Miss me? YoudidntbutImissedyoucozyoure*chef'skiss*)

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"Katsuki... I'm going to my house not fight the nazis in the 40s" Still he stood in the doorway of the bus. I need the loo. Fuck. Ok. Emotionally support possible boyfriend - who knows my relationship status at this point - then pee.
"I-I know that moron... I-I just wanted-" Holding my hands to my face, I hid my mouth.
"- ok... what the fuck is wrong with your face?" Well, Hes definitely feeling like himself.
"You were gonna say you wanted a lil' Y/n smooch didn't you?"
"Why you-"
The bus driver wasn't too happy with our romantic escapade as he was more than happy to abuse the horn of the bus. Ok. I thought Bakugou was loud. Jesus christ. Fuck me.

Ok. I should've thought more into that sentence. Like alot more.

I feel like I'm physical proof God isn't real. If there was some genocidal old guy in the sky I'm certain he would've sent a lighting bolt my way by now.

"Will you cut it out?!"
"Hurry up you twerp! I have other places to be!" My god. I was quick enough to pull on Bakugou's sleeve before he decided to possibly break the law. I mean, who calls someone a twerp? What is this guy, a part of Team Rocket? Pulling him back, I leaned to my side, facing the lovely man behind the wheel.
"Hey there- " He didn't wave back. "- I'm really sorry we'll be like 5 seconds-" Giving him that great somehow Katsuki seducing grin, he seemed to shut up enough for them to both calm their fucking noodles.
"If he says something I'll-"
"You'll what?" He lent out of the bus slightly, holding himself back on the frame of the vehicle's door way. I proudly fought the terrible urge to tell him I could see up his nose from where I was stood. I'm a hero, aren't I? Standing on the pavement, he was taller than me - give it a year and I'll be a midget.
"Hes a fucking dickhead... telling us what to do and shit..." He grumbled to himself. I simply looked at him. My eyes not moving away from that dear little face.
"Would you stop with the fucking staring? I might turn to fucking stone if you don't stop" How charming.
"... its- just well... I've never seen a teenage boomer before-" He kicked me in the leg.
"Oi oi Bakubitch-" Poking him in the stomach, I might have winded him from the way he glared at me - Overdramatic little bitch.

I've literally had his tongue down my throat. What the fuck am I on about? Fuck. More importantly, what the fuck am I on? Not Bakug-

"You psycho-"
"You said I was ugly- I'm allowed to call you a boomerrr~" Leaning over me slightly, he smirked.
"I never said you were ugly dumbass anddd... last time I checked that shit is subjective and subjectively you're hot as fuck" Boy. Ok. Give this man a license for existing because this is a crime. He's killing me - hes going to be the fucking death of me. Again the bus driver pressed the horn. Jumping a bit, I nearly gave birth to my fucking bladder. Holy shit. Ok. Loud noises aren't nice.
"DO THAT AGAIN I FUCKING DARE YO-" Well.
"HURRY THE FUCK UP!!"
"Oh dear god..." Again, holding back Bakugou, I waved five fingers at the man telling him just to wait a little longer. I'm a literal teenager. Why the fuck am I doing this? For Bakugou? For Bakugou.
"Y/n I'll kill him.." Sweetie no.
"Now that's not very heroic is it?" With one hand holding the frame of the door, it fell over Bakugou's. Oh my lord. Our hands are touching - are we about to kiss? I fucking wish. I need to calm the fuck down.
"Says the person who told that hand loving fuck he was adopted then continued to kick him in the fucking balls..." I did that? Holy shit. I did do that.
"Yeahhh but he was asking for it-"
"Was he now?" Ok. He can fuck off with that smirk - like shit. That smirk. Oh wow. Ok. I might need to sit down. Give me five minutes or fucking fifty at this point.
"I- well-" What the fuck? Ok. Shit. Is this period emotions? Theres no pain. Am I on a painless period? That's such a stupid fucking question. That isn't a fucking thing.
"What Y/n? Cat got your tongue?-" Bitch.
"Or what? Do I have it then?" Bitch again. I seconded the bitch. Fuck. Ok. OK. With a slow movement of his head leaning over mine and the pull of my sleeve, he kissed me. I know. Fuck me. Ok. Wow. At first it was slow like any other gentle peck but with a certain Katsuki urgency, his hands met my hair, losing themselves in it. His lips slowly pushing against mine. His tongu-