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thyr1a · 2 years

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Pro hero au Bakugou x Uraraka - “Angel Face”

Description: Wholesome mornings with Kacchako :)) Warnings: Fluff, Soft Katsuki, Suggestive content at the end.

Taken from my ao3 :)

The rays of morning sun creeped through the gap in the curtain, shining directly onto Katsuki’s barely awake face making him groan in annoyance. He shifted to his other side greeted with a sleeping Ochako, hair splayed out on her face and drool smeared around her mouth. Katsuki smiled, gently brushing her hair out of her face and watched her sleeping form breath for a little bit. She had come home late last night from patrol and had gone straight to bed, meaning she probably hadn’t eaten dinner last night.

Instead of going back to sleep, being the loving boyfriend he is, he had decided to get up and make her breakfast. He heaved himself out of bed and from the comfort of his girlfriend and headed to the bedroom door. He went to the bathroom on the way then reached the kitchen to begin making breakfast. Out of the two of them, Bakugo was the best at cooking, whereas Uraraka pretty much hated cooking. The plus side was that she liked Katsuki’s cooking and he didn’t mind cooking for the both of them.

As usual, he made pancakes. He knew how much Uraraka liked sweet things so pancakes were a normal occurrence for breakfast in their apartment. It didn’t take him long to make, being a surprisingly good chef and baker. He would never admit it but he enjoys making things for Uraraka, and he loves watching her smile as she eats.

It was also normal for Katsuki to wake up first because of the shift rotations of the two when they patrol. Uraraka usually takes night shifts whereas Bakugo takes the day ones, but depending on villains movements and how strong they are is how often he works. He’s usually tasked with the more challenging Villains along with either Deku or Shoto. Ochako is mostly put with underground crimes. This usually means their schedules crash and they don’t get to spend much time together, but lucky for them today, Bakugou did have anything on his schedule till tomorrow and that way they could spend the day with him.

Once the pancakes were made, he brought them into their shared bedroom and placed them on the bedside table. He leaned down close to Ochako’s face before slowly leaning over to plant a kiss on her forehead. She slowly began to wake up and so Bakugo gently brushed the side of her face with his index finger.

Ochako smiled and slowly opened her eyes.

“G’morning Angel face.” Katsuki said gently, continuing to caress her cheek, making her giggle slightly.

“I love soft Katsuki.” She mumbled groggily.

Bakugou scoffed playfully before kissing her forehead again, and getting up from off the bed next to her.

“I made pancakes.” He said calmly before moving away to walk around to her with the pancakes.

Uraraka’s eyes widened and lit up, like a small child would seeing cake. She slowly sat up and pulled the covers over herself and rubbed her eyes.

“Here, cheeks.” Bakugou said, handing her the pancakes and walking around to his side of the bed with the other plate.

“Thank you.” Ochako replied sweetly, smiling at him brightly.

Katsuki smiled at her before shuffling back to his side to sit next to her. He picked up his plate of pancakes, stabbing a fork into his pancakes and eating them. The two talked while eating, mostly about work stuff until they were done.

The two had begun dating just before graduation and decided to open an agency together. Most of their classmates were oblivious to it until after high school when they had brought it up. None of them had expected the two f them to have feelings for each other, let alone date.

“Do you have to work today?” Ochako asked with a mouthful of pancake.

“Nope, I’m off today, Deku is the only one patrolling today I believe. What about you?” He replied, between bites.

“I have to finish some paperwork but I can do that at home later, and work on some drug case but I’ll save that for Monday.” Uraraka said.

“Don’t overwork yourself angel.” He said before hopping out of bed, empty plate in hand and headed back to the kitchen.

Ochako smiled before following him out with her plate. She was still in her pj’s, having only woken up not long ago. She made some coffee, while Katsuki washed the dishes.

“Need any help with that?” Ochako asked, gesturing to the dishes.

“No, thanks. I got it, love.” He said, while ochako shrugged and headed to the couch.

She turned on the TV, the news channel sparked her interest as she saw Deku on the screen, he always looked awkward in interviews and it made her giggle watching him try to talk. Despite being the number 1 hero and All Might’s successor, he was very different to him in many ways.

She then switched the channels and began watching some show when Katsuki joined her on the couch. Katsuki would never admit he felt slightly jealous of his childhood best friend but also happy for him. And although he’s not the number one hero he always felt he had the number 1 girlfriend, and Ochako proved that on multiple occasions.

He puled her close and wrapped am arm around her. Ochako softened in his hold, laying her hand on his chest. Everytime she breathed she took in his scent. He always smells like the same cologne he wore back when they first started dating, and the memories they shared together between crime fighting.

She looked up at him, noticing the scar that covered part of his face. She remembered how he got it, and wishes she could have been there to help but knew she couldn’t change the past.

Katsuki looked down at her and smiled before planting a small kiss on her forehead, then continued to stare into her eyes.

Compared to him, Ochako had not a scratch on her face, which made her look angelic. Earning her title “Angel Face”. To him, she was breathtaking, even early in the morning when there is drool at the corners of her mouth and her hair is all messed up, she’s perfectly imperfect even then.

He smiled down at her and she smiled back. He suddenly got a sudden surge to kiss her. He effortlessly pulled her into his lap, she straddled him as she was now level with him. She was a bit shocked at the sudden movement, but she kissed him quickly, catching him off guard slightly. He deepened into the kiss, placing his hands gently on her lower back, while her hands gently roamed his back, being careful not to activate her quirk.

The kiss grew more and more heated, as Ochako slowly began to grind herself down on Katsuki’s lap, earning a slight Groan from him. To which he jolted his hips up into hers making her moan in response.

She continued to grind on his lap and felt his hard on through the thin fabric of his sweatpants. His hands had began to wander and found themselves under her shirt and caressing her upper back. They continued their heated make out, gently dragging their hands over each others bodies.

But before the two were able to continue, they were abruptly interrupted by a phone call from Bakugou’s phone. He groaned in annoyance, apologetically looking at Uraraka before she got off him so he could answer the call. She huffed at the disturbance and leaned over the couch to watch Katsuki on he phone, she was pouting a little which made Bakugou chuckle slightly.

The call ended around 10 mins later, and the two went back to what they had started. Before they could get too heated, Bakugou flipped Uraraka over on the couch and whispered closely in her ear.

“Sorry, Angel Face. I promise I’ll make it up to you..”

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shigarakis-fifth-hand · 4 years

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Ok picture this. Thief!Uraraka x Rich!Reader. And it's as angsty as possible? Like Uraraka really out here just looking for that coin, ya know? She didn't come to play!

Warning: Cursing, smut~ish, major angst, thoughts of suicide, kissing, gayness, cuteness overload

Uraraka sat in the kitchen, eating the last Christmas cookie in the entire building. “Ugh, I don’t see why you don’t want to go to your parents for the Holidays! I love your mom! We’ve gone to my family’s house for the past three years.” Kirishima argued as he and Bakugo carried their suitcases down the stairs. “No! You’re mom makes the best food for Christmas, and we get the pool house all to ourselves! Do you realize how much fucking we can do?!” Bakugo slapped Kirishima’s ass, unaware that Ochako was in the room.

“Plus, we agreed that your mom does Thanksgiving and Christmas with the cooking. My mom does Halloween and the fourth of July with the decorations and explosions.” Bakugo kissed Kirishima before they walked back upstairs to get more of the luggage.

“Todoroki! Say hi to my mom!” Izuku yelled, running up to him with a phone in his hand as Todoroki walked down the other hallway. “Hi Inko!” Todoroki smiled as Uraraka saw Izuku’s mom on the screen. “Oh Todo, Bora Bora is lovely! Make sure to thank your sister for allowing me to use the family vacation house!” Inko exclaimed as the two boys nodded, smiled, and then hung up the phone. “Now, Touya is going to be here soon so let’s move!”

Todoroki grinned, taking all the luggage in his hands as they walked, not letting Deku carry any of it.

Uraraka smiled, happy for her friends who were doing things over their holiday break. Her on the other hand... would be at the dorms alone. She was the only one in 1-A who didn’t want to go home. Her parents would be working their tail off, and she would just be forced to lug around heavy boxes, sweep, and do their office management for two weeks straight like she did every year. She would never tell anyone that though... how embarrassing.

“Ochako!” She heard behind her, turning around to look at you. “You were on the phone with your parents while holding your LV purse. Your Gucci slides shined on your feet, and the diamond earrings you had been given by Todoroki glimmered in the light. You were everything Ochako wished she could be.

You were an icon for a boss bitch, a model, powerful, brilliant, gorgeous... and as rich as someone could get. Sure Uraraka had the biggest crush, but more than not she wanted to be you. The luckiest human alive.

Your father, Endeavor Todoroki, and Tensei Iida been rivals growing up, eventually becoming pro heroes and starting their own agencies. Of all of them, your father had grown to become a millionaire by going to America instead of Tokyo, and starting his agency there where the competition was pitiful.

That had led to your family becoming one of the most wealthiest in all of Tokyo, above the Yaoyorozus and Iidas. In fact, you, Iida, and Momo had been close friends since toddler age.

“Yes Y/n?” Ochako responded, coming out of her trance. “My mom says I should invite a friend to our beach house. I know you said you didn’t want to go anywhere for the Holidays, but would you? My modeling agency is sponsoring our trip so we can get massages, go snorkeling, you know. All that fun stuff.” Ochako perked up more as you explained. “W-where is it?” She asked excitingly. “Ever heard of Hawaii? My dad’s main office is there.” Ochako hopped off the barstool and smiled brightly.

“Sure! I’d love to go!” She hugged you before running to go pack her things. “Wait, I don’t have any bathing suits!” She yelled back as you just rolled your eyes, still on the phone with your parents. “Yes Daddy, email them about my plus one. Just borrow mine, I have a few you can use. No Daddy, it’s not a boy, it’s Ururaka.” You winked at her as she ran upstairs, hurrying as fast as she could as if you would leave her.

Once her bags with packed, Ochako came back to the room to see you on the phone still. She sat down, choosing to watch you adoringly and letting you finish your call. “Yes Claire, I’m having a couples massage with my bestie on the third, and snorkeling on the thirtieth. Now don’t get that screwed up with my photoshoot the sixth, and the fireworks for New Years. Yes, the maid went to the house earlier.”

As you continued, she stared at you. Wow, she’s so... impressive. If only I could have a sliver of that... power. Or you. Honestly, you seemed to get more attractive as Ochako stared at you. ‘If only I could use this to help my family... I’m so god damn scared of what’s going to happen. Mom isn’t working, and Dad might have cancer. What can I do? I’m a student taking classes at UA full time. There’s no time to work!’ Ochako thought deeply, stressing out.

“Phew, I’m glad that’s over! Just called my manager to schedule our break.” You grabbed her bags happily, carrying them to the car outside. “Wonderful! My sister is waiting at the airport with our jet! Then we can zip over the Hawaii and get this party started!” Ochako found herself shaking as you two entered the large black car.

...

Walking out of the airport, Ochako found herself woozy. That’s what sleeping for 15 hours straight did to you after all. Of course... you looked beautiful. You had been drinking hot water with lemon the entire time, had moisturized every half hour, and had taken only four naps, being half an hour long each.

You were literally the perfect human being, while Ochako had helped herself to your plane’s supply of cake and soda while watching videos on her phone.

“Look! There he is!” You pointed to the boy wearing only rainbow swim trunks and sunglasses standing on top of the blue Jeep. “Andrew! Babe!” You ran and hugged him. “Chance, this is my friend Uraraka. Ochako, this is Chance, one of the models I’m working with for the company’s LGBT campaign!” Ochako perked up, staring at you. You... liked girls??? She... had a chance?

“You bet it! Hop in ladies!” With ease, you lifted Ochako into the Jeep and followed her in. While you were driving, Ochako couldn’t help but relax greatly. The sea breeze and smell of the ocean salt consumed her, almost making her forget all her problems. But she couldn’t forget all her problems... she had promised her mom that she would fix everything by the new year.

And here she was... going to party while she ignored her family.

“Here we are!” As you pulled in, Ochako almost passed out. “You like it? Daddy got it remodeled it last Spring. It has two pools, a hot tub, an amazing view, and of course... the beach is only a few steps away!” You exclaimed, taking your bags in and upstairs to your room. Ochako had her breath taken away completely.

“You... live here? Like... you own this place?” Ochako found herself dying over the marble everything, the flowers everywhere, the splashes of color from the expensive art, and the views outside. “Don’t be silly. This is only our vacation home! Daddy lives here sometimes while he’s recovering from injuries since he stays in America, but Mom and I stay in Japan. I obviously live at UA.” You smiled, walking out to the balcony from your bedroom. “Oh, I almost forgot! Here, you can choose whatever you want!”

You opened the closet to reveal a room the size of Ochako’s bedroom. Filled to the brim with clothes, shoes, jewelry, mirrors, and led lights. “Over the years of modeling I get a bunch of cute clothes! You should only imagine how much I have from when I did child modeling. Oh, and here! Pick out some jewelry for tonight. We can totally play dress up while we’re on vacay. We have to look famous, right?” You laughed, hugging Ochako while walking out of the closet.

“Oh, and the purse rack is to your left! We can use that when we go shopping or out to eat! I have a bunch of LV so you can use one! I never use them anymore!” You giggled, smiling as you looked back at the view. “Pick out what you want to wear tonight, and a bathing suit for night swimming at the pool! I’ll go downstairs and give the chef recommendations! Any ideas?” You asked, sticking your head in the doorway. “N-n-nope!” Ochako called out as you ran downstairs.

Ochako’s eyes led to the big case of jewelry. It had so many gold chains, so many rings. Dozens and dozens of real pearl earrings. “I can’t... no. I have to.” She grabbed two pairs of pearl earrings, a gold chain, two rings that both had diamonds, and then a pair of heels. You were a size 8, but these were a size four. They were Ochako’s mom’s size.

Without thinking, Ochako shoved them into her bag and zipped it back up. In the heat of the moment, Ochako looked around, desperate for more. She had found her solution! Steal from the rich and give to the poor! She easily had just taken over 5k from you, and you probably wouldn’t even blink. You would never suspect her, right? Of course you wouldn’t. You two had been flirting with each other since you met. You trusted her.

Ochako stopped herself, slapping herself in the face. “W-what are you doing? She trusts you! You fricking like her you dumb idiot!” She yelled at herself, looking around. No, she had to help her family, even a little bit. Just little things you wouldn’t even bat an eye at.

She took a ten dollar bill under your desk, stuffed the pencil pouch you had gotten from Italy, and easily slipped a Gucci perfume bottle into her bag. “Hey, Ochako!” Uraraka turned around to see you smiling ear-to-ear. “Happy early Christmas!” You held out your hand, revealing a tiny box. “H-huh?” She exclaimed, slowly taking it from you and gasping. Inside was a simple silver ring, polished and perfectly fitting for her small finger. “It’s a promise ring.” You walked closer to her.

“As to promise that once we become heroes, we will remain friends.” Ochako stepped closer to you, staring at your lips. “And... maybe...” Ochako couldn’t finish her sentence as you two slammed your lips into each other. The kiss was hot and passionate, as if it was releasing all the thoughts you two had had for four years straight of having to resist. “God, once I found out you were gay.” You kissed Ochako’s neck as she tried to talk, moaning in between words. “Once he said LGBT, I knew I had to...” She moaned again, turning you on. You bent her on the bed, running kisses up and down her neck.

As Ochako was about to remove her shirt, you stopped her. “Let’s save that for after dinner.” You winked, leaving her feeling teased. “So, what are we Y/n?” She asked, blushing from what you had just said. “Well it depends. I’ll be whatever you want me to be. Just say the word.” You moved closer as she sat on your bed, getting closer and closer. “Be my girlfriend Y/n.” She whispered as you smiled, slowly kissing her lips.

“Well then I guess that ring is more than a friendship ring. What do you think it means?” You asked, kissing her neck tenderly again. “I... don’t know. Once we have so many responsibilities next year, let’s stay together. Promise to make time for each other... and one day, settle down.” You sucked her neck extra hard as she said that. “We’re getting out of UA soon Y/n. Maybe we can move in together to... try things out.” She talked as you continued to kiss her neck.

She had to admit you turned her on like nobody else could. “Awesome. Well, dinner is about ready. How about we go down and... introduce you to my family. I’m sure they’d love to meet my new... girlfriend. First, let’s get changed.” You walked over to your closet and pulled out an outfit you had prepared beforehand. A white t-shirt and black jeans, cute and tomboyish.

“Oh, and I promise not to peek.” You winked, before facing away with your back to Uraraka. Ochako picked out a pink sweater and black skirt, thinking as she put it on. Is this wrong? Of course it is. But wouldn’t it be worse to deny this love for her and steal from her? At least she’s happy, look at her. The poor thing will never know, and eventually... you’ll forget all about it. Just... no more stealing.

But as time went on, Ochako found herself being the happiest she had ever been. She woke up to you two full-on making out in bed for at least half an hour, then would spend the entire day watching you model, then you two would eat, swim, walk around, and vacation. Of course... the days started to end even better. Nighttime was when you two couldn’t contain yourselves. There was a hot tub on the balcony right outside of your room, so you two couldn’t help yourself. Surely, you two had found yourselves naked while kissing once or twice. Sure you two were going fast, but Hawaii set the mood so much, and you two were so excited to release all the sexual tension from the past four years

Of course, Ochako also found herself getting more greedy as she adapted to the rich lifestyle. She slipped one of the nice soap dispensers, took one of you dad’s pairs of expensive sunglasses, stole another ten dollar bill she found under your bed, and had somehow managed to slip a Gucci robe from when you were six into her bag. It was stuffed to the brim, but she needed more. Her family would die if she didn’t.

Then, things turned for the worst that one night. “Ochako, let’s go night swimming!” You called out, reaching for her hand. “But I’m not wearing a bathing suit!” She yelled out instantly, still looking at herself in the mirror. You had straighten her hair, and she liked it. “Exactly.” You whispered into her ear as she grinded into you. “Okay then.” She responded, smiling as you two began to walk to the hot tub as you removed your shirt slowly, Ochako watching your every move. That was until you tripped over Ochako’s bag, falling to the ground. Along the way, a shatter could be heard from inside the bag.

“Ochakie, I’m so sorry. What did I break?” Ochako blushed at the nickname you had given her, before realizing what you were doing. As you opened the bag, your eyes widened. Inside was your old Gucci robe, your new perfume, your soap dispenser, your dad’s sunglasses, and your old shoes along with a bunch of jewelry.

Immediately your face turned bright red, looking up at her. “You...” You murmured angrily, standing up as she started crying. “I fucking trust you with everything and you stole from me!?” You yelled, not feeling bad at all. “You don’t understand! My family needs the money! They’re going to die if I don’t do something!” Ochako yelled, trying to defend herself. In an instant, you took out your wallet, slipping out five hundred-dollar bills and throwing them in her face. “Here’s your money Uraraka! Now where’s my trust! I was so ready to give you my virginity, give you my life! I wanted a life with you Ochako!” You began crying as she turned silent. “So that’s why you came? I wanted you, you wanted my money? Is that why you came? Is that why you kissed me?” You asked as she stared at you, trying to find words.

“My dad has cancer! My mom is dying! I’m terrified Y/n! Please don’t be too mad at me! I needed all the money I could get quickly!” She yelled at you, still crying as you stopped. “Ochako, I could write you a check for a fucking hundred grand as we speak! You think that I would poor out my soul to you, but not help your fucking family?! Ochako, I gave you my trust and love! Do you know how hard that was?! But no, everyone just wants me for my money! Everyone! Even you!” Ochako tried to spill out words.

She tried to tell you that she did love you, more than anything. She tried to tell you that she was obsessed with you, and that she wanted nothing more than to have you in her life. That the past few days had been the best in her entire life because of you.

But no, all she could do was cry.

All it took was one look in your eyes, your heartbroken eyes, for her to run out of the house. Out of the house, down the small path, and to the beach. The sunset was shining brightly, shimmering against Ochako’s tears. She was so mad at herself, and the fact that she had messed up the one amazing thing she had with you. Sure, money was great, but ever heard of love? Ochako had felt it only with you, and she had ruined it. Why hadn’t she thought of asking for your help? You were a hero god dammit, one of the most generous and giving jobs in the world.

“God dammit! God Dammit! God dammit!” She kicked the sand, yelling as she stomped angrily. God... she should just throw herself into the ocean. After awhile of standing there, Ochako heard a noise behind her. “Oh dear, it’s just me. Tom and I are going to the country club’s cocktail party! We will be back around midnight sweetie. Y/n said to tell you to come inside, she’s getting worried. You crazy kids have fun!” Your mom called out as Ochako smiled before running inside and up to your room where you waited on your bed, a stuffed monkey in your life.

“You know what I love about the Indian monkeys? They’re called gibbons. Funny name right?” You asked, looking up at Ochako as she nodded. She could see the mascara streaks running down your face, and she hated herself for causing that. “See, they’re cool though. Because, even if one of the monkeys makes a mistake like getting lost or eating too much of the food, they’re with their partners for life because they trust each other.” Ochako smiled sadly, understanding what you were saying.

“When I went to India, I saw how they wouldn’t let you get close to their partners because they were protective, but if their partners walked up to you, they would allow that. It’s because they trust each other with their lives.” You got off your bed, setting the stuffed toy behind you as you walked towards your girlfriend.

“I need to be able to trust you Uraraka. When- I mean... if we get married, all of this is going to be yours. There’s no need to steal it, you’re welcome to anything. Shoes, you bet. Want to use my perfume, go ahead. Wear my clothes, eat my food, live in my house. It’s all yours because I trust you. Right now, I need you in my life. I need to be able to trust you.” Ochako buried her face into your chest.

“I’m so sorry Baby! It was the worst decision I could ever make! I got desperate and I did the worst thing imaginable! I’m so sorry!” She cried as you pulled her away. “In other news, both your parents are on my dad’s insurance and are going to start receiving medication right away. Don’t worry, my mom said they won’t have to pay a thing.

She also said they can stay in our lake house if they want, it’s only a half hour away from UA.” In an instant, Uraraka started balling, pulling you into a tight hug. “Oh my god. Oh my god.” She freaked out, holding you as tight as she could. “I owe you so much! Let me do something for you! Anything!” She begged, desperate to do something nice for you like you had done for her.

“Get on the bed Baby.”

I felt extra gay while writing this but that’s not a bad thing sooooo. Honestly I’ve never found Ochaco cute until now so dangggg, thx bby. I always love your requests they make me so happy when I get one @drbumpkin

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riskeith · 4 years

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happy weekend bb! what i loved the most abt the sports festival arc was that everybody got a fair shot? usually it's always the main character that shines but the fact that deku looses in the end? and he makes todoroki realize that his left side is His and not his dads? amazing writing.. (i just noticed i spelled his name wrong you are allowed to k*ll me for that.. sry todoroki babe) also i'm rambling lmao sorry i'm just excited! omg i sense that you have unpopular opinions? spill love.. 👁️

i ran out of space earlier opsies, but before i leave i wanted to remind you to take care of yourself and stay safe and healthy! exam time can be rough but i'm cheering you on <3 we are in this together since i too just entered exam time yeet :/ (yet i still watch like 6 eps of bhna every day lmao)

happy weekend!! yes!! it wasn’t just like ‘class 1-a are the protags’ or ‘midoriya is the protag’ and thus they’re gonna be op.. the bakugou vs uraraka match too showed bkg’s acknowledgement of her strength which is very.. chef’s kiss. and ofc midoriya vs todoroki!! (dw i did not even notice AHAHA my brain autocorrected it for you :*) one of the most iconic fights. . EVER. “it’s your power, isn’t it?” “i want to be a hero too”.. SHIVERS!!!!!!!

nooo don’t apologise! it’s fun to see you excited hehe. hmm i don’t even know if i would call it ‘unpopular’ i think i’ve seen a few people share similar sentiments? there’s like story issues then there’s fan issues and the latter is pissing me off a lot more currently lmaoooo

tysm you are too too kind 😭😭 you too! pls stay safe, happy, healthy :) oh?? exam buddies 😔💪📚 good luck for yours!! you’ll smash ‘em 😤 (and isn’t that the exam period mood.. treat yourself!)

#wowclunaanswers #marriage anon

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through-a-blackhole · 5 years

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give you the whole world

Story Prompt: Bakugo was great at a lot of things. Makeup just happened to be one of them.

Rated M. Slight smut.

Uraraka stares at the four huge bags dangling off Bakugo’s arm.

“What are... those?” she asks timidly. The blonde grins and grabs her wrist with one hand. He ushers her to his bed and she sits.

“You know about the fuckin’ ball that Shitty Hair and Pikachu planned last month, right?” Bakugo asks as he rips open each bag and reaches into one.

“Yes,” Uraraka starts slowly, “but I don’t seem to see the connection of the ball with you going out shopping.”

Bakugo clicks his tongue, and lifts different sort of boxes and tubes of all sizes from the bag. The brunette grabs one and inspects the bottle--

“Makeup?!” she gasps.

“Yes, I bought you some makeup,” he explains impatiently while opening the other bags. “I know you don’t really wear much aside from chapstick but I watched a shitload of makeup tutorials on the internet and I found one that I think would make you look drop-fucking-dead gorgeous.”

Uraraka raises and eyebrow as he retrieves a bunch of different makeup brushes from another bag. “Okay, honestly, I have no idea what’s going on.”

“Just, fuckin’ sit still and let me do the work. I just really wanna make you feel good,” Bakugo kneels and places his warm hands on her thighs. Uraraka giggles lightly. “Well, if you want to make me feel good,” she starts teasingly and moves his hand towards her inner thigh.

Bakugo rolls his eyes and settles for kissing her cheek before standing up. Uraraka pouts but perks up when she sees how he begins to grab a bottle of clear liquid.

“So let me get this straight,” Uraraka starts as Bakugo moves to put her hair up in a ponytail. “You want to do my makeup for the ball next week, but you wanna practice first?”

“That’s the idea, cheeks.”

“But,” she hesitantly grabs the hand that’s fixing her ponytail. “How much did you spend on these? You really didn’t have to-- I mean, Yaomomo can always--,”

Bakugo leans down and kisses her gently. He pulls away and she can already see the fiery determination set in his eyes.

“Babe?”

“Yeah?”

“Shut the fuck up,” he mumbles and grabs the clear bottle again. She sighs and just lets him be. He places a finger underneath her chin and gently nudges it upwards. “Close your eyes,” he warns before spraying mist around her face. Uraraka holds her breath and opens one eye when she feels him stop.

Bakugo grabs one of those bottles with labeled foundation and pumps it on the back of his hand. He flits one hand over the clump of brushes before choosing one and mixing it with the foundation.

“Sit still, angel,” he mutters and nudges her chin up with one finger. Uraraka closes her eyes and sighs under Bakugo’s gentle administration.

Oh, if only their classmates could see him now. Over the years, Bakugo’s reputation had been twisted too many times to count that he was just vaguely stereotyped as an anti-social delinquent who had a foul mouth. No one will ever know how he stayed up all night watching makeup videos so he could practice on her. Or how he cooked like a master chef. Or how he liked having his head scratched when he laid down on her thighs.

He finishes with the foundation and grabs one of the many palettes resting on the table. “Do you want a smokey eye or a mauve one?” He asks and squints at her.

“What’s the difference?” she asks and laughs lightly when he groans and mumbles smokey it is then before urging her to close her eyes again.

The hours passes and the silence between them is comfortable. Uraraka honestly had no idea why their classmates thought of her boyfriend as someone loud. Sure, he always talked as if in a screaming match, but he was usually silent and opted to glare at people instead of talking to them.

Uraraka watches as he picks up another brush and tilts her face to one side. “I’ll be doing your highlight now,” he says and delicately brushes on her cheekbones and on the tip of her nose. Bakugo steps back and grabs his cellphone and a mirror. “Babe, look,” he urges her to look at the mirror while holding up his phone with the flashlight on. He shines it on her cheek and oh wow, Uraraka can see the glow on her face.

“Woah,” she breathes. Bakugo smirks. “You’re fuckin’ glowing like a disco ball on New Year’s.”

A few more minutes pass and she closes her eyes as he continues to apply more of the makeup. His hands were so warm and gentle. She couldn’t help falling asleep.

His hand brushes her cheek.

“Wake up, angel,” he says with amusement clear in his tone. Uraraka hums, “I wasn’t sleeping.” He scoffs and parts her lips instead to apply lipstick.

“Are you done?” Uraraka asks because honestly her back was killing her for sitting so long in one place. Bakugo sprays her face with a clear liquid one last time and steps back once.

“Well?” she asks impatiently. “How do I look?” Wordlessly, Bakugo hands her the mirror and she grabs it quickly.

Damn, did her boyfriend have to be amazing in everything he does?

He made her eyes pop and lips so full. She felt like she was an elite socialite at a party with a glass of martini in one hand. True to his word, she looked amazing. Her skin looked absolutely flawless. Her cheeks were lightly dusted and prominently highlighted. She looked like a goddess.

“Okay, you’re definitely doing my makeup next week,” Uraraka declares. She glances back at him. Bakugo looks at her with such love and admiration that she feels like her heart may burst.

“Oh!” Uraraka perks up and rushes to his closet. “I’ve been keeping my dress in the back of your closet since you spend more time in my dorm than yours.” She grabs the black halter dress that she stashed a week ago.

Uraraka removes her top quickly and flings it at Bakugo who clicks his tongue when it lands on his face. She carefully wears the dress and shimmies her shorts underneath.

“Well,” Uraraka twirls once. “How do I look?”

Her dress was a black halter with too little fabric at the sides. The swell on the side of her breasts were easily noticeable. Her back was left exposed. Two slits ran along the sides which exposed her thighs.

It was easily the most revealing dress that Uraraka had ever worn.

“Well,” Bakugo echoes as he grabs her wrist and pulls her flush against his chest. “I don’t think we’ll be coming to that shitty ball after all.”

He throws them both on his bed and she laughs when he mutters how much skins she’s showing.

“So, do you like it?” She asks and flutters her eyelashes teasingly.

“Do I ever?” He scoffs and busies himself by kissing her instead. “The makeup, you’ll ruin it!” She exclaims and he retaliates by rolling her under him.

“Shut up, angel,” he mutters between her lips before his finger teasingly traces the swell of her breasts. Uraraka arches up her back and Bakugo settles a knee between her thighs. His finger dips at her side and soon he’s playing with a hardened bud and nipping at her neck.

“You’re really planning to wear this to the ball, huh?” He gasps out. Uraraka can only moan when one of his hands bunch the fabric of the dress at her waist.

He spends no time yanking her panties out of the way and having his sweetsweet way with her. He slips one finger in and licks the inside of her thigh.

“I did your makeup earlier. Can you guess what the fuck I’m about to do next?” He asks with his mouth hovering an inch above her core. Uraraka squirms.

“That’s right, babe.” Bakugo lowers his head.

“You.”

oof, well that was spicy? i wish i had a boyfriend who could do my makeup. hope you liked it!

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