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Bakugo, K. With Fluff (maroon) And #4 Gravitating Towards Your Soulmate At A Certain Age

Bakugo, K. With fluff (maroon) and #4 gravitating towards your soulmate at a certain age

oh I love this!!!! i'm sorry, I might have added a little bit of hurt/comfort. i couldn't help myself.

It Was Always You (Bakugou x Reader)

CW: swearing, you don't take care of yourself so Bakugou does, slight spoilers, not entirely canonically accurate

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Bakugo, K. With Fluff (maroon) And #4 Gravitating Towards Your Soulmate At A Certain Age

While you were as excited to meet your soulmate as any other person your age, you weren't eagerly counting down the days to your eighteenth birthday like other kids.

No. While the war had finally ended, it was hard for you to adjust back to normal life after spending the last two years fighting for your life, as well as the lives of your friends and innocent civilians.

But, transition you must, seeing as the war was over and it was time for you to resume your normal life.

Well, as normal as it got for hero course students.

All of Class 1-A had been given an extensive break to recover physically, and to begin to cope with the mental scars they all bore.

You had always been a bit of a loner, caring deeply about all your classmates and treasuring the friendships you had built without ever becoming close with any of them.

So naturally, while everyone else sought support from the others that they had forged unbreakable bonds with, you withdrew into yourself, always ready to be there if anyone needed it, but never going to anyone when you yourself needed support.

This didn't go unnoticed by a certain spiky haired male.

After he was sure he understood what you were doing, he wasted no time calling you out on it.

Stepping out of Uraraka's room after allowing her to cry on your shoulder and soothing her for the last hour, you were confronted by none other than Bakugou himself.

"Hey."

He tilted his chin up at you.

"We need to talk."

"O-okay?"

You said confused, and a little tired.

All you really wanted to do was go back to your room and read a book to keep the night terrors away. But if he needed something of course you were going to be there for him.

"Where do you want to talk?"

"You'll probably be most comfortable in your room. We're going there."

Grabbing your wrist, he spun and marched you in the direction of your room.

A little bewildered, you allowed him to push the door open and sit you on your bed before closing the door behind the two of you.

"Bakugou, what's going on? Are you okay-"

"That's what I should be asking you."

He interrupted you, pulling you desk chair in front of your bed and sitting down.

"What?"

You stared at him, unsure you understood what he was saying.

"Don't think I haven't noticed what you've been doing lately."

He leaned back in his chair.

"What-what have I been doing?"

Racking your brain you tried to come up with anything that you could have done to set off his explosive temper, but came up empty.

"I don't think I've done anything lately-"

"Cut the bullshit."

He cut you off mid sentence.

"You're always supporting others without expecting any support in return. How long are you going to keep this up? I'm not the only one who noticed either."

He folded his arms over his chest.

"I've heard the other extras talking about you, and how their worried about how you're doing."

He squinted at you.

"You clearly haven't been taking care of yourself. When was the last time you ate? Hell, the last time you slept more than a couple hours?"

Your guilty silence was answer enough.

"Tch. Dumbass."

He scoffed, jabbing his thumb over his shoulder.

"C'mon, we're going down to the kitchen to get some food in you. After that, you're going to bed."

He glared at you.

"And actually sleeping."

You wince. He saw right through you. You were just going to turn off the lights and wait for him to leave before getting back up.

And that wasn't the last of your little lies he would see straight through.

After that night, he seemed to make it his personal mission to take care of you, to ensure that you were sleeping and eating, as well as getting the emotional support you so desperately needed.

After a couple months, you began to do better and started to take care of yourself on your own.

But during the last couple months of Bakugou being by your side practically 24/7, it felt weird without him around, so the two of you continued to spend time together.

Somewhere along the way you became close friends, each of you going to the other before anyone else if you needed something, or wanted to share something with someone.

And at some point after that you had fallen for him.

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Months had passed since you realized you were in love with your best friend, and life had gone on.

Waking up, you went about getting ready as you always did. What was not normal was the hard pull that knocked you to the ground?

What was that?

Looking around, you shrugged and chalked it up to your clumsiness and finished getting ready.

Opening your door, you felt another hard tug, this one causing you to crash into the opposite side of the hallway.

Staggering back, you had just managed to recover your footing when you were yanked several feet to the side, shooting down the hallway.

After it happened several more times, you resigned yourself to your fate and allowed whatever the strange force was to bully you in the direction it wanted for a couple more minutes.

Just as you were about to yell for help, you collided with a warm, solid mass and collapsed beside it.

Panting, you looked over to see Bakugou of all people laying beside you.

"What the fuck was that?!"

You blurted, sitting up straight.

"What just happened?"

Bakugou slowly sat up next to you, with an expression of amusement, shock and affection on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Have you really not realized?"

He asked, tilting his head at you with an amused expression.

"We're soulmates."

"What?!"

You jolted, looking at him like he had a third head.

"But your soulmate traits don't show up until both you and your soulmate are eighteen! And I'm only seventeen-"

You stopped abruptly, and Bakugou looked smug.

"Wait...it's my birthday, isn't it."

"Damn right it is."

He smirked at you.

"How did you forget your own birthday?"

Flustered you tried to splutter out an answer, but stopped short when he leaned in, ghosting his lips over yours.

"Can I kiss you?"

He murmured, his warm breath fanning across your face.

Breathless, you nodded.

Leaning in to close the last of the distance between the two of you he captured your mouth with his own.

Eagerly, you kissed him back, melting against him.

When the two of you seperated for air, you looked at him.

"So, are we...a thing now?"

He huffed a laugh.

"I mean, yeah, we're soulmates, and I thought kissing you made my feelings pretty clear."

He brushed a piece of hair out of your face.

"What about you? Do you wanna be a 'thing?'"

You nodded, but something was still bothering you.

The ever observant Bakugou picked up on it instantly.

"What? Something's bothering you. Do...do you not want to be with me?"

The slight fear on his face made you panic.

"No- no! I want to date you! Of course I do! It's just that I-"

You ducked your head shyly, hiding behind your hair.

"I wanted to date you before I knew we were soulmates. I mean I think I'm in love with you, and have been for a while. And I-I don't want to to feel like you have to be just because we're soulmates-"

"I'm in love with you too."

Your mouth dropped, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"I was going to ask you out anyways, but I wanted to wait until after your birthday, so that if I wasn't your soulmate, you could meet them without feeling tied to me."

"Bakugou."

You breathed, your eyes filling with tears.

"It's Katsuki."

"Katsuki."

You corrected yourself.

"I love you."

You beam at each other.

"I love you too."

He kissed you again.

"It was always you for me, soulmate or not."

You couldn't agree more.

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