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Bakugo Katsuki X Reader (BNHA)
Warnings: Swearing, duh!
You just can’t leave well enough alone.
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You flicked your eyes up to look at your professor, brows furrowed as you tried to figure out why your boyfriend was being singled out in this. Did he think that he was taking advantage of you or something? You glanced towards your boyfriend, whose shoulders had slumped at his mentor’s words, head hanging in shame.
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“I understand, Professor.” Shinsou replied softly, still unable to look the older man in the eye.
“Good.” Aizawa said as his gaze moved between the pair of you for a moment before speaking again. “Now, kiss her.”
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Your gaze sharpened and he waved the white fabric in the air, gesturing surrender.
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The next two weeks were a blur.
Kirishima gave you a list of his workouts - adjusted to your level and skillset - and your Quirk training began. You spent most of your days working on Bakugou’s costume, and in the evenings you would do your workouts or hone your Quirk by shifting a glass of water between different states of matter. The time in between shifts was getting shorter, and you were feeling better about the amount of control you had over your Quirk.
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