Bakugo x female reader (collection of one shots)

Bad Hair Day (domestic boyfriend)

Bakugo groaned when he woke up in the morning to find that you weren't in bed next to him. He sat up and swung his legs out of the bed, slipping on his boxers and making his way to the door. "Oh come on please!" Bakugo heard you groan from the bathroom; he looked down seeing the light reflecting on the floor, he clicked his tongue. He swung open the door to be met with your hair in a large, jumbled mess; you looked up at him with a bewildered stare on your face as you held a brush in your hand. 

"What the hell are you doing? It's 7 in the morning!" Bakugo looked at you with a quirked eyebrow at the situation you were in. You groaned softly, setting down the brush onto the sink and lowering your head in defeat "what did you do to my hair last night? You pulled on it so much last night and now I can't get it to go back" you puffed your cheeks out at your boyfriend with mild irritation; having dealt with it since 6 a.m. He snickered, his voice was low and gruff while he did "I think this suits you, you look cute when you're irritated" you huff and you throw your brush at him; he easily dodged as he tilted his body in the door frame. "Bad hair day babe?" his smirk was teasing as the question left his lips and he eyed your form in front of the mirror, you crossed your arms and turned from him "it's your fault I told you not to mess up my hair before bed, now the products made my hair stiff!" You peered at him over your shoulder seeing him stare at you with an eyebrow quirked in confusion. 

"Ha! You were the one who wanted to play plus..." he stepped into the bathroom placing his hands on the counter pushing himself forward, his arms trapping you in front of the mirror "I didn't hear you complaining when we played last night" your face burned a bright red traveling from your neck to the tips of your ears. You covered your face with both of your hands and tried not to squeal as the events of last night flashed in your mind making your face flush into a deeper shade of red if that was even possible. You turned to face him and you pressed your hands against his chest pushing him gently to release you from his hold "Come on let me out I've gotta go find some clothes that will hide my monstrous hair until my sister can get me the shampoo I need" Bakugo grabbed your hand with his own, placing his free hand on your waist you felt him lift you into the air throwing you over his shoulder making you squeak when he carried you back into the bedroom. You couldn't help but hate and love when he would carry you, usually, it took a lot of begging on your part to get him to pick you up but this wasn't the morning where you wanted him to carry you around like a sack of flour around the house. "H-hey Katsuki! Put me down come on!" you kicked your legs in a futile attempt to get out of his grasp; he only tightened his grip on your body, his hand gently squeezing your waist making you want to squeak at the sudden pressure you felt from his large hands on your body.

"Katsu- ahh!" you felt yourself being thrown from his shoulder and down back onto the bed the momentum making your body bounce from the sudden impact. You felt Bakugos hand push you back onto the bed and a sudden weight press onto the parts of the bed that surrounded your form. Opening your eyes you saw Bakugos form looming over your with his hips straddling yours and his hands trapping you on either side of your head. You felt your breath hitch in your throat when you felt Bakugos weight press against you as he knelt to whisper in your ear "you know you look sorta cute with that messy hair, you look like you just rolled out of bed" he stroked your hair as your breath finally escaped your lips. You raised your hands to run them through his naturally spiky bed head, you chuckled to yourself thinking about how his hair reminded you of his explosion. "Oi! What's so funny huh?!" he glared down at you as you fell into a fit of laughter at the image of his hair as an explosion, you held your stomach as it began to ache from the constant laughter that reverberated through your throat. 

"Oi! What's so funny?! Stop laughing you little shit!" you wiped tears from your face while you met his intense gaze feeling too tired from having finished your fit to find his stare threatening. You looked up at him with a grin, running your fingers through his messy blonde hair you smiled "I'm sorry it's just that I couldn't help but imagine your hair as an explosion! It's like you have messy hair all the time!" you started laughing again at the picture in your head. Bakugo smirked at you as he knelt back down closer to your face twisting a loose strand of your hair between his fingers "I'll show you something fun" you felt his hands sneaking under your shirt; he slowly lifted your shirt from over your stomach sending a chill up your spine while goosebumps formed on your arms. 

Bakugo smirked as his fingers moved over your stomach as he started tickling your ribs, you shot your eyes open as you squirmed on the bed and began to laugh loudly. Leaning your head back you grasped onto his hands in an attempt to stop his relentless attack on your ribs, he only tickled you harder making you snort while you laughed. Covering your mouth you laughed loudly, struggling you pulled his hands off and gripped them, you sat up on your knees and pushed Bakugos hands down "that was playing dirty jerk!" He laughed a deep growly laugh as he sat on his knees and began to press his weight into his hands, causing you to fall back on the bed pulling Bakugo on top of you. You both laughed together as your neighbor banged their hand on the wall "Hey! Keep it down some people still have to work!! Your laughing is giving me a headache!" Bakugo growled toward the person from the other side of the wall. He forced himself off of you and over to the wall where the banging was coming from and began to bang against it too "oh shut up before I walk over there and give you a reason to have a headache you fucking extra!!" you waited for them to argue but all you heard was silence. 

You sat up and chuckled while Bakugo let a victorious smirk glide onto his face, sliding back onto the bed with you he leaned his forehead onto yours. You smiled at him and pulled gently on a small strand of your hair, Bakugo smiled at you and pulled you in close as he rested his head in the crook of your neck and you couldn't help but smile. Who knew that your bad hair dad would turn into a day of cuddling?