Stay At Home/home Based Buisness Gf X Pro Hero Bakugou

stay at home/home based buisness gf x pro hero bakugou

Katsuki was the one who mentioned working from home. He was the one who suggested turning the spare room into your studio and working out of the comfort of your own home.

"it's not like were using it for anything and i don't plan on filling it with little one's anytime soon." he poked your belly as to emphasise the point. “plus, it’ll be good for your anxiety” and despite his flat tone and lack of concern for the space you would be taking up, your heart squeezed at how caring he was. he knew it was tough on you going into work some days, when the anxiety would grip you by the throat and slam you back into bed. the dark shadow of pandemic induced agoraphobia taking over your desire to be in the world of the living and you felt so guilty taking days off, having a lower income than your boyfriend even though he reminded you every single time you paid of something that he was kind of loaded and didn’t need to struggle through (you could never let him do that, at least not while you weren’t married and ready to be a home maker) so you turned that spare room into your own workspace and after weeks of renovating and redecorating, you were finally open the public, well select few of the public.

You had been open for a while now, your clientele steadily increasing and so did your bank account but it was the initial surprise of having your clients face drop upon seeing pro hero Dynamight lounging on the couch in his sweats, playing video games. You enjoyed the surprise and shock completely taking over them as they stammered trying to piece the puzzle together.

“You’re- is that - huh?” were the usual string of words that

bringing new clients over for a consult is always interesting. You don’t think Katsuki fully understand the impact he has on people, especially when he’s just lounging around watching tv or emailing companies, all very mundane not pro hero things. (he knows but he doesn’t care. it’s his house why should he change his behaviour for people he’ll see for two seconds) but it was your latest consultation that had you loving your newest work space.

It was a simple consultation, only half an hour to discuss price and appointment times but your client had to bring along her little one due to school being off for holidays. She had given you enough warning, asking if it was okay if her six year old tagged along because her babysitter had flaked and this was the only time she had free. It wasn't an issue for you, offering the little one a hot chocolate and cookies as you and their mother talked.

You hear Katsuki come home halfway through the appointment. He would usually walk into your voice and greet you with a kiss before heading to the shower or his office but you had put up the little sign to signify that you had a client and would be busy for a bit.

The jingle of keys and heavy footfalls of his boot clad feet alert the little one to another visitor. Your eyes flick over to them, hot chocolate clutched tightly in their tiny hands as their head turns to the door and only then do you notice the Dynamight t-shirt. Eyes scanning over the rest of their outfit you clock the socks and shoes and their little backpack in the corner all adorned with your fiancé's face.

"Do they like Dynamight?" you ask the mother quietly, trying not to alert them to the mention of their favourite hero.

"Like?" the mother scoffs. "That's all they talk about. It's Dynamight this, Dynamight that. I've just about had enough of that name." her laugh is soft as she looks over at her child, fondness and slight annoyance lingering in her eyes.

You nod in understanding, biting down on your lip to supress a smile. "You might just hate me for this but-" you turn your head towards the door. "Baby, can you come in please" you call to Katsuki.

"Angel, I'm too tired so if you want it you're gonna have to- ohh" Katsuki is whining as he walks down the hall but stop his sentence as he spots the kid sitting at the end of your desk.

You watch as little one freezes. Their eyes growing wide and jaw dropping as they see their hero steps into the doorway. You catch Bakugou's gaze, smiling at him before nodding towards the shocked child sitting a few feet from you.

"it's... it's...." their voice is small as they follow Katsuki around the room. "You're Dynamight" they whisper.

"Hi, bud" 'Suki waves and drops into a squat to talk to the little one.

"You're... mum, it's him" they whisper, tiny hands curling in their shirt.

The mother turns to you, eyes wide as she reaches for her phone. "How did you- is he your- how?"

"Boyfriend" You laugh softly. "I'm sorry, i should have given you a warning"

She shakes her head, attention now on her fawning child. "You just made me mother of the year"

a/n: cute bakugou content that i never finished from July last year

I saw a TikToks with like an pov along the lines of imagine laying in bed with your so smiling weed and then they tell you that you're the only reason they will consider marriage 😍

Smoking weed with Katsuki laying on bed just talking about random things until you bring up marriage talking about how you never really ever wanted to get married but he's kinda changing your mind and then that exact moment is when he decides he's gonna propose to you.

i’m not one for marriage stuff but this sounds like me LOL

firm believer in bakugou doesn’t smoke until he meets you. like his first time trying a cigarette or a blunt was with you. gotten to the point where he doesn’t cough as much but he’s still so conscious of the fact he’s high when he is. like he’s trying so hard not to do anything stupid and instead of slowing down sometimes his mind goes a little faster.

you on the other hand are completely chill, kisses on his jaw and a hand under his tshirt for him to calm down. that usually leads to fucking.

not today though. it’s both of you laying on your double bed which is big for you and normal size for him. has you half laying on him, leg across his chest and cheek under his chin. an old adult cartoon episode playing low on the television as you both just sit in each others presence. you stub out the last of the blunt on your ashtray, letting the cold breeze from your window mix which the new found fumes in your room.

you’re both comfortable, almost moulded into each others bodies. his arm hugs you to him, pressing his lips into your forehead every so often.

then you begin to talk, on one of your slower talks, sharing every thought you have on your brain. for bakugou this is favourite thing about smoking with you. just hearing your thoughts without a filter.

“you know how i’ve never thought about marriage? always sorta put off by it?”

bakugou hums. he’s more of a traditional guy. he doesn’t know why or how but he enjoys those aspects of a relationship, looking after you, marriage, great proposals, romanticism all for you. you on the other hand, don’t mind it. though you’d be lying if you didn’t like the part where he pays for all your dates and gifts.

“i think my mind is changing. i see it differently now. i wouldn’t mind getting married, the whole event… being bound for life.”

your voice goes breathy with thought by the end and bakugou can feel his heartbeat in his throat, trying to understand what you mean. he’s so conscious of the way your body is soft on his harder one, how you’re hugging him like he’s practically a pillow and how your hair is tickling his chin.

“yeah? what’s changed your mind?”

he thinks he knows the answer. he hopes he’s right.

your finger traces something along his chest, down his arm. “you. i used to think i’d never give up my last name for a man but i would for you. i’d even make big financial decisions with you, i trust you so much.” you laugh, “that’s something.”

bakugou doesn’t know how to explain how he’s feeling. like there’s these slow fireworks bursting in his head, the understanding what you mean. you’d marry him. you’d want to marry him. that this isn’t a relationship that can fizzle out in a few more months and it actually can be forever. when all the mental fireworks fade out, he blubbers out the only words he can think.

“i will marry you.”

it’s so abrupt you look up at him, a playful grin already on your face.

“really? you’d take me away from my home to never see my family again and tend to you for the rest of my life?” you giggle and bakugou pinches your sides, becoming an attack of tickles.

he manages to nudge himself in-front of you so you’re laying side by side. you’re slightly out of breath from his fingertips drifting all over you whilst he doesn’t remember what it’s like to not smile.

“that wasn’t a fuckin’ proposal, it was a promise. i want it a-and if you do, i’ll give you everythin’,” he licks his bottom lip like he’s about to seduce you, “gonna make good financial decisions together. maybe a house. mortgage.”

the smiles on your faces rise in slow motion, your arm on his shoulder bending to play with his locks. your chest is pressed to his, your leg automatically coming to lock around his hips. his eyes are hazy and low and you’re sure yours are too.

“that sounds good to me, katsuki,” his name is silky on your lips, that he can’t help but brush his against yours.

“sounds like a dream to me,” he grumbles, voice low and hoarse from everything that means to him.

when you peck his lips, that’s a go go go sign in his head to grab your jaw and make out with you so you feel his next words physically.

“i love you more than life itself.”

you’re delectable, managing to be shy after talking about marriage with his hand sneaking onto your ass.

“i love you too. more than you’ll ever know.”

YUUTA

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ugh

Enemies to lovers doesn’t work if your version of Katsuki is blatantly an asshole to the reader, that’s never good boyfriend material

talking about your Viking fic btw

hello! i probably need to skim read viking bkg again because i can’t remember him even being a blatant asshole, that series is so light on the ‘enemies’ part but aside from that, the word ENEMY literally means someone’s gotta be a blatant asshole. i think enemies to lovers just isn’t your genre if you don’t like the enemies part or you can’t see how love can erupt in those situations. thank you

yes yes yes yes yes

PLS WHERE DID YOU GET THAT APPLE KEYCHAIN ITS SO CUTE

it's cute isn't it?! I got it to go on my aki itabag... everything I posted I bought from mercari jp 🫡

“What color are your eyes?” your hands are cupping his face, fingers tracing every curve. 

“B-blue.” Aki stutters out, warmth rushing to his cheeks.

Your hands held his face with a tenderness neither the two of you thought you were capable of. 

“Blue?” Your hold on him is firm, forcing him to look directly into the two voids of metal and carnage that served as your eyes. It was one of the many things that reminded him that you weren’t human.

“What is blue?”

A firework goes off, dangerously close to nearby buildings. Shouts can be heard down below as fire crews clamor about to ensure the safety of surrounding city blocks.

He catches the look on your face with an expression he can’t precisely describe in the brief flashes of light. 

It makes his heartbeat quicken and drives a chill down his spine.

“B-blue, it’s the color of the sky and the sea.”

“Are your eyes like the sky and sea then?”

“I don’t know.”

You hum, face mere millimeters apart from him.

“I don’t know what this ‘blue’ looks like but…” you pause, “...I think your ‘blue’ puts the sky and sea's to shame.”