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hopelesshawks · 3 years

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Official Accounts Part 37 (Bakugo Route)- Loves Platonic and Romantic

Summary: (y/n) was perfectly happy remaining anonymous, even if her best friends were all pro heroes and she worked under THE Hawks. Handling the technical aspects of hero work from the background suited her just fine, thank you very much. That goes out the window when suddenly her twitter blows up thanks Denki and the famed no. 2 hero is asking her to run his own official twitter as a result

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“Will you stop glaring at me? I said I was sorry!” Denki whines. “You couldn’t even keep your mouth shut for 24 hours,” Bakugo fires back immediately. “Babe leave him alone, you know Denki can’t keep a secret to save his life,” you say in an attempt to vouch for your friend. Bakugo looks like he doesn’t want to let it go so you slip your arms around his middle and give him the best puppy dog eyes you can muster. “Please ‘Suki? He didn’t mean it,” you pout at him and he folds immediately. “Fine,” Katsuki gives in with a roll of his eyes and immediately your pout morphs into a shit eating grin. “Thanks baby,” you chirp before pressing a kiss to his cheek, which earns you an eye roll. “Such a simp Bakugo,” Hawks teases as he wanders into the kitchen from the living room. “Oh yea, (y/n) has him wrapped aaaall the way around his finger,” Shinso adds. “Didn’t you once sneak out of the dorms at 2am to go see her just because she texted you she was bored and couldn’t sleep?” Mina points out with a smirk. “Oh he did it more than once,” Kirishima chimes in. “I am not wrapped around her finger,” Bakugo scowls. “Aww guys he’s in denial, that’s so cute,” Hawks grins which only makes Bakugo’s scowl deepen. “C’mon Bakubro relax! We’re just glad you’re done pining!” Kirishima laughs as he claps Katsuki on the back. “Whatever are we playing pong or not? It’s your fucking game right?” Bakugo asks to finally redirect the conversation elsewhere. “Yep! Hawks, Denki you two still in?” Kirishima asks the other two men. They nod their affirmation and all four men head to the living room where a table’s been set up, Denki dragging Shinso out as well “for good luck”, leaving just you and Mina in the kitchen.

“It’s good to see you and Bakugo together again to be honest,” Mina admits as the two of you watch the boys go out to the living room and set up the table. “Really? Part of me wondered if you guys would be worried,” you admit. “Nah, it’s nice to have our parents back together again. And you even adopted another kid,” Mina teases. You can’t help but laugh at the comparison, turning to watch Hawks and Bakugo trash talking each other across the table. “I guess so,” you chuckle.

You’d been worried how Hawks would react when you realized your relationship with him was getting more platonic and yours with Katsuki less so, but you were pleasantly surprised he hadn’t skipped a beat. Watching Keigo integrate so seamlessly into your friend group warms your heart and now it almost feels like he’s always been a part of the squad. You’ve been especially happy watching he and Bakugo’s friendship bloom. In spite of Hawks’ initial romantic feelings, Bakugo hasn’t once questioned Hawks’ intentions since the two of you got back together. In fact Bakugo, Kirishima, and Hawks are practically the three musketeers most days, not that Katsuki appreciates the nickname whenever you bring it up. Regardless, you’re glad that Keigo has so effortlessly slotted himself into your squad dynamic and is finally surrounded by the kind of love he deserves.

As you and Mina continue to chatter away in the kitchen, Bakugo sinks his ball into Denki and Hawks’ final cup with a smirk. He and Kirishima high five as Denki and Hawks groan in frustration. “Better luck next time,” he gloats as he feels his phone buzz in his pocket. He pulls it out and sees a notification from Midoriya. Hawks and Denki are in the middle of requesting a rematch but he tells Shinso to tap in for him. He promises to be right back as he steps out onto the balcony and dials Midoriya’s number. “Hey Kacchan,” Midoriya’s voice chimes down the line. “Hey Deku,” he greets. “You’re kind of the worst you know that?” Midoriya says next, although there’s no heat behind the words. “What are you on about you damn nerd?” Bakugo asks, the words similarly lacking the bite they used to when the two of them were younger. “It’s been like a month and a half since I bumped into you at the HPSC gala and despite my overwhelming curiosity you haven’t bothered to let me know how things went with (y/n),” Midoriya elaborates and it draws a surprised laugh out of Bakugo. “Right, sorry, I guess I never told you but I did confess that night,” Bakugo admits with a smile. “And?” “We’ve been back together ever since.” “I’m really happy for you. Although I’m going to miss our phone calls a bit to be honest.” “I mean we could call and talk about things other than (y/n) too.” “Kacchan are you admitting you enjoy talking to me?” “Alright nerd, don’t let it go to your head too much.” “I know Kirishima has best man on lock but I expect to be a groomsman at the wedding.” “And on that note I’m hanging up now.” “Hey wait! Promise we’ll do a double date soon.” “Sure.” “Great! I’ll text you tomorrow to iron out details. Goodnight Kacchan!” “Night Deku.”

“Was that Midoriya?” you ask as you join Bakugo on the balcony. “Mhm,” he hums as he wraps one arm around you and pulls you closer into his side. “What did he want?” “A double date.” “Aww, that’s sweet. I didn’t realize you guys still talked much.” “On and off over the years. I’ll explain some other time.” “Sounds good,” you tell him as the two of you turn to look up at the stars. The two of you stare off into the silent night for a moment, just basking in the light of the moon and each other’s presence. Eventually though you make as if to head back inside but Bakugo stops you before you get far. “I wanted to ask you something actually,” he explains, slightly flustered. You tilt your head in confusion but return to his side. “What is it?” you ask as your curiosity starts to grow. “Your lease runs out on this place soon right?” “In about a month yea.” “What if you didn’t renew it and moved in with me instead?” “Really?” “Well yea. I’ve spent enough time apart from you for a lifetime and it would be nice to know that even when work gets slammed and I don’t have much time for other things you’ll be there when I go home.” You heart swells with fondness and love for the man beside you. He normally acts so confident, it’s a bit endearing whenever you get to see this shyer side of him. “I’d love to move in with you,” you tell him, a wide grin stretching across your face. “Good,” he replies with a soft smile before pressing a kiss to your lips.

“Hey lovebirds you done?” Kirishima calls from inside the living room. You and Bakugo turn to look back inside where all your friends are waiting. “Don’t be selfish Bakugo, share (y/n) with the rest of us,” Shinso teases. “Fuck off Fuzzyhead,” Bakugo fires back rolling his eyes. “Let him stay outside, he’s worried now that Denki and I have found our rhythm that we’d kick his ass in pong,” Hawks quips. “I mean I don’t blame him, we are a scary combination,” Denki chimes in. “Like hell I am,” Bakugo scoffs, immediately storming back inside at the jabs. “Men are so predictable,” Mina comments with a roll of her eyes although she still makes to watch the game anyway. You sit back and watch your boyfriend and friends for a moment from the balcony, marveling at the good fortune you’ve had to have such amazing people around you. Eventually you rejoin the party, heart filled with the knowledge that whatever comes next, no matter how crazy, you’ll always have friends you cherish and a man you adore by your side.

Author’s Note: There you have it folks! The end of the line. This is officially the last post I’ll write for Official Accounts with both routes completed. I am so incredibly grateful to you all for reading along. Whether you’ve read both routes or just this one, I notice each and every like, reply, and reblog and I appreciate them so much.

Thanks for taking this journey with me! ❤️❤️❤️

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blueboycal · 5 years

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We Need To Talk - Luke Hemmings

REQUEST: Y/N and Luke go on vacation with his family.

PAIRING: Luke x Black!reader

WARNINGS: mentions of anxiety attack, racism

WORD COUNT: 2,550

The brunette tapped her foot excitedly. She couldn't wait to get off the plane. It'd been a few years since she'd flown and the anticipation of going somewhere new was all she could think about. Butterflies swarmed in her stomach at the thought of the crowds in the airport. She'd not only be visiting another country for the first time, she'd be meeting her boyfriend's family.

She snuck a quick glance at Luke who'd fallen asleep in the seat next to hers. He was facing the inside of the seats. His blue eyes were hidden by his tired eyelids. His breath tickled her cheek as his chest rose up and down. His blonde locks were pulled back into a bun.

She was wearing black leggings, an over sized yellow Pittsburgh Steelers hoodie and converse. Her unruly curls were tucked away in a bun. She didn't want to fuss with her hair too much since they'd been on a plane for hours.

The pilot came on the intercom announcing that they were landing. Luke's eyes fluttered open startled at the voice that disrupted his sleep. He sat up and began to stretch his arms.

"What'd I miss?"

"Not much." She replied quietly.

Luke frowned noticing something was off with his girlfriend. Her leg was bouncing and she wouldn't meet his eyes.

He lowered his voice. "What's wrong? Are you having a anxiety attack? Do you feel like you're going to have one?"

Luke has been with her long enough to know the signs and triggers that came with her anxiety. He wanted to help in whatever way he could. He hated seeing her like that.

"I might. I'm trying to stay calm." She whispered.

"Talk to me. What are you nervous about? Is it meeting my family?"

She took a breath and let it out through her nose. "I am nervous about that but that's not the reason I'm panicking." She paused. "It's all those people in the airport and the picture taking."

She hated getting her picture taken and the probability was magnified when she was around Luke and the rest of the band. It wasn't an issue she had gotten on the flight cause the boys were already on the plane. She'd be getting off the plane with them which meant fans would be waiting and watching their every move.

"I just want to get off the plane, grab my suitcase and get in the car." She huffed.

"And you will." He took her hand an gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"I want to be able to hold your hand in public." Luke sighed.

"I know. I just-" She began.

"Don't like having your picture taken. I get it."

It's not that she didn't want to be seen with Luke, wait that is what she wants but not because she's embarrassed of him she just didn't like receiving attention. That's part of the reason why she wasn't truly on social media. She has an Instagram and twitter account merely to observe and occasionally comment on what her friends and family were doing. She despised taking selfies and would rather be caught dead posting one either. Luke insisted on taking them with her for when he was on the road. He'd even take her picture when she wasn't paying attention.

As they exited the plane she began to regret wearing such a brightly colored hoodie to the airport. She clutched her carry on bag tightly. Her heart began to pound at the sight of so many people surrounding her. Luke took hold of her hand and squeezed it.

"You okay?" He asked turning towards her.

Luke signaled the rest of the boys to go on ahead without them. He pulled her aside and put his hands on her shoulders. "Remember to breathe, just take slow breaths."

She nodded her head and began to do the breathing exercise Michael had suggested to her. Her heart rate slowed down and the panic she felt subsided for now.

"How do you feel?" He asked.

"Better." She whispered.

"Good." Luke pulled her into a hug and rubbed the small of her back. Then they headed to the baggage claim, she kept her distance from Luke and the others as fans came up to them to ask for pictures. Her eyes scanned the conveyor belt looking for her luggage, she spotted her suitcases and pulled them off the belt. Rolling them behind her she made her way outside to the pick up area. A smile spread on her face as she watched Calum and Ashton reunite with their families. Soon Luke was swept into group hug with his parents and brothers.

Michael quickly left with his girlfriend and his family. In all the time she'd known him, she felt like she rarely saw him.

The Hemmings made their way over to where she was standing. Luke wrapped an arm around her waist and introduced her to his family.

"It's nice to meet you all." She shook hands and exchanged polite smiles with each of them.

Luke stepped off the sidewalk and set his luggage in the trunk of the car.

She was about to do the same when his mother grabbed the handle of her suitcase.

"Let me get that for you dear."

She flashed a small smile and handed her the duffel bag and watched as she put them in the trunk as well. The car ride to Luke's house had been full of questions from his parents about how they met and her upbringing.

She was surprised that they didn't make a big deal about her being black. Her heart raced at the thought of one of them making an off hand comment about it like her ex boyfriend's parents did. She soon realized that wasn't the case, now all she had to worry about is if they liked her for her.

She insisted to Liz on bringing her luggage upstairs to Luke's room where she'd be staying in for the next week. She set her suitcase and duffel bag down near the window and let her eyes wander around the room. The walls were covered in Green Day posters. His bed was made and the floors were clear of any clutter. She marveled at how he'd grown up in the same house all his life, she spent her whole life moving around and was used to not staying in one place for very long.

"Hey." Luke called out. He was leaning in the door way. "You still want to go to the beach tomorrow? It's a long drive."

"Yeah. I mean we don't have to go if you're too tired to drive."

"No, I want to go. It'll be nice to have a day to ourselves."

She stood up from the bed and walked over to him. She reached out and wrapped a finger around a blonde curl.

"That sounds wonderful."

Luke cleared his throat. "My mom is cooking dinner and wanted to know if you'd like to help."

"Sure." As a kid she loved to help out her parents with cooking, it would be a good way for her to get to know his mother.

She began to leave the room when Luke leaned over and kissed her cheek, her cheeks turned pink as she made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen.

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Luke couldn't seem to drift off to sleep. His body was still on west coast time, he crept out of bed and padded down the plush carpeted stairs. The cool tile of the kitchen beneath his feet. He was surprised to see his mother sitting at the dining room table.

"Can't sleep." He explained.

"I figured." His mom shrugged, stirring her tea.

"What's keeping you up?" Luke asked joining her at the dining room table.

"I guess I'm just excited to have all my boys home."

"Your girlfriend is nice, she seems shy."

"Yeah she's not used to being the center of attention." He chuckled. She was very overwhelmed at all of the questions his parents were asking in the car ride home.

"How long have you two been seeing each other?" Liz asked setting her mug down.

"Nearly two years."

"Why am I just meeting her?"

"I didn't want to rush things." He shrugged.

"You think you'll marry her or have kids?"

"Mom!" Luke whisper yelled, taken aback by her comment.

"What? I'd like some grand kids."

"We haven't talked about it." He admitted.

"I'm just saying your either going to break up with this girl or marry her, so I'm curious."

Luke hadn't really thought about their relationship like that. He was just enjoying being with her. Living in the moment. His past relationships didn't end well and weren't the best for him. He was too dependent and couldn't figure out how to just be by himself. Luke had made a commitment to stay single after his previous relationship ended. It only lasted for six months.

"That's true." The two of them soon lapsed into silence. His mother finished her tea and went back to bed but not before giving him another hug.

As he climbed back into bed he noticed she had taken the left side of the bed which is where he always slept. She wore a purple bonnet over her curls. He couldn't help but smile when he looked at how at peace she was. Luke could recall the day they met like it was yesterday.

Luke had hired her to dog sit petunia while he way away doing promo leading up to the release of Youngblood. His friend who usually looks after petunia had other commitments and recommended her to him. They'd gotten to know one another well through texting and face timing while he was away. When he returned home from tour he found that Petunia had grown very attached to her. He gathered up the courage to ask her out and they've been together ever since.

The two of them had gotten up a little later than originally intended. He had finished eating breakfast when she came downstairs after showering.

She had on a button up shirt that her yellow bikini top peeked through. A green sarong was wrapped around her waist and her brown curls were in two French braids. Her brown eyes narrowed as she caught him staring.

"Take a picture it'll last longer." She joked shaking her head.

Luke picked up his phone and quickly snapped a picture.

"Hey, I didn't mean that literally." She threw her arms up in front of her face.

"You look cute." He whined.

"I'm gonna go put the chairs in the car, where are the keys?" She asked.

"On the entryway table."

"I'll pack the cooler and meet you out there." He said as she walked out of the room.

His mother entered the kitchen in her pale blue robe, her slippers squeaked on the tile floor. "Where are you off to?" She yawned.

"The beach." Luke replied. It'd been a while since he surfed and he was itching to get back to it. He grabbed a small cooler from the pantry and began filling it with ice from the freezer.

Liz took two sandwiches that were in Ziploc bags out of the fridge and handed them to him.

"Turkey and Ham?" He asked a smile forming on his face.

"Of course."

"Thanks mom." Luke tossed the sandwich's inside along with mini bags of chips and chewy granola bars.

"Alright," She put her hand on his shoulder. "You two have fun and don't forget to wear sunscreen." Liz ruffled his hair and turned her attention to making her own breakfast.

"I won't forget." He finished packing the cooler after putting some bottled water in.

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She couldn't take her eyes off the sparkling blue water, a gentle breeze ruffled her sarong as she walked hand in hand with Luke towards the beach. Warm sand sunk into her flip flops witch each step she took.

Two fold able chairs were tucked under her arm and she had a tote bag filled with towels, sunscreen and anything else they might need. Luke found a spot that was far away from the other beach goers but close enough to the area where'd he'd be surfing. They each took a chair and set them up, laying the towels over them. The cooler sat near Luke's surfboard. He had changed into a rash guard when they arrived.

She began unbuttoning her shirt when she caught Luke staring at her.

"Luke!" She

"What? I've seen you naked." He defended.

"Once and that was a dare." She said.

"You don't have to hide from me."

"I'm pretty sure you've done this before all those other times you've been to the beach."

She rolled her eyes. "That's different. You've never seen me in a bikini."

Luke covered his eyes with his hands and she shook her head at him. She finished stripping off her shirt and sarong,

"Can I look now?" He asked.

"Yes Luke." She reached into her bag and uncapped the sunscreen and began spraying it all over her skin. Once she was done she spread her towel on the sand and laid down.

His blue eyes roamed over her body, the yellow bikini complimented her brown skin. He was always in awe of how beautiful she was even if she wasn't aware of it.

"I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Okay, fire away." She moved her sunglasses so they sat on her head and rolled over on the towel to face him.

He took a deep breath and began drawing in the sand absentmindedly. "Do you see yourself getting married?" Luke asked, his blue eyes full of curiosity.

Her brown eyes went wide. That was not what she was expecting to hear fall from his lips.

"I mean I'd like to, if I find my person." She chewed on the inside of her cheek.

"I'm not proposing right now, so don't freak out." He chuckled nervously.

"I'm not proposing. I was just wondering." He reassured her.

"Oh."

"What about kids? Would you like to have any?" He scratched at his neck feeling it heat up.

"I know for a fact that I don't want to have kids and that's a deal breaker for most people." She was sitting up now and crossed her legs.

"Like I want puppies not babies." She explained. "I've never felt that desire to have children and I probably won't ever want them, ya know. Kids just aren't my thing."

Luke nodded, he wasn't quite sure if he wanted kids either. One day he'd figure it out but right now he like the way his life was and he liked having her in it.

"That's okay."

"Petunia would be glad to have a sister or brother around." He suggested.

"Whoa, slow down. Isn't getting a dog like the step after a couple moves in together?"

"Do you want to move in with me?" Luke blurted. He held his breath, waiting for her to answer.

"Yes." She nodded excitedly. Moving in with Luke was a big step, one that she felt ready to take.

"Under one condition." She held her index finger up.

"Oh and what's that?" He smirked.

"I get to sleep on the left side of the bed."

"Deal."

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