Ex boyfriend Bakugo would corner the new man he sees dropping by food and gifts at your office.

The first time he sees the asshole, he almost blasts him right from where he stood. But then, he'll see you run out of your office with a huge smile on your face. The smile that he loves. The one that you used to always give him. The one that he hasn't seen in a damn while since towards the end of the relationship, he always ends up making you cry.

The next time Bakugo sees the guy was when Bakugo finally had the courage to bring in the last of your things he figures you'd still want back. Your favorite book, that old sweater that still smells like you, the wrist watch you've owned since college.. Truth be told, he holds on to these with the hope you'll eventually find your way back together. But he's now made peace with the reality that you're better off without him. And that this.. new guy, is actually decent and could possibly deserve you.

Bakugo takes his time in your office, eyes lingering on the spare key you've given him when you started working here which he has placed on your desk next to the box of your belongings. He knows it's your day off today anyway, so he lingers. Looking at a polaroid photos of your pet by the wall, your now abstract screensaver instead of an old photo of you and him from your anniversary years ago.. His brows furrow when he suddenly hears the doorknob rattle. Did your schedule change?

"Oh, great. It's unlocked." The stranger laughs to himself.

Bakugo turns around just in time to see the new guy you're seeing step into the office with an armful of flowers and boxes of pastries. Poor guy was struggling so badly that Bakugo rolled his eyes and opened the door wider for him.

"T-thanks!!" He says, smiling up at him only to jump a little when sees Bakugo.

"You're Y/n's ex-"

The top hero takes a deep breath and nods. "I just dropped some of Y/n's things off. I was about to leave."

The two didn't know what to say after that. So Bakugo just nods to himself and heads for the door.

He stops by the threshold though and grimaces. He turns around and looks at the gifts your new beau brought. Bakugo clenches his jaw, not sure why he's doing this but he goes on to say, "Y/n is going to say she doesn't like flowers. Would tell you to get her something practical instead. Like a mug or some shit she could use at work. But keep getting them anyway.. because it makes her smile for days."

He then looks at the pastries and his heart clenches. "Y/n doesn't like that flavor. But she'll eat it anyway because you've made an effort to get her that. Next time, hit the bakery down the street and ask the granny there what she always gets with her coffee."

The other guy nods slowly, eyeing his gifts as he sets it down your table. "Thank you." He murmurs.

Bakugo blinks and then shakes his head once.

"Sorry.. anyway." He huffs then walks towards the other guy and patted his arm. "You're probably a good guy if Y/n decided to give you a damn chance."

"But if you fuck up and hurt her, I will hunt you down. Got it?"

Mistakes Made

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

Warnings: Has mature content, mentions of degradation, manipulation, angst, slightly nsfw.

Synopsis: You're in a relationship with Bakugo Katsuki and you thought you can handle him.

A/N: Hi, this was inspired by middle school Bakugo. Only worse. 🙈 so yeah, sorry 👀

You have heard it all. Your friends practically beg you everyday to stop seeing him and there had been a couple of times that he has hurt your feelings or pushed you too far. It would also be a lie to say that he never made you second guess being in a relationship with him. Yet a couple of months later, here you are, still finding reasons to stay with him.

It's because Bakugo Katsuki is your kryptonite. You are smart but when it comes to him, you probably are the dumbest person alive. He can do things that has you questioning both his and your morals one minute, and he could have you swooning with the tiniest bit of affection in the next.

One afternoon, you were apologizing to Midoriya on your boyfriend's behalf after you saw him get shoved against the lockers when he said something that stuck with you.

"I'm so sorry, Izuku. Are you alright?" You asked as you help him up, looking him over for any injuries. Izuku gave you a wry smile and nodded, saying, "You are too good for him, Y/n-chan." You frowned and watched Bakugo head to the cafeteria without a care in the world, leaving you behind. "I know you've always had a knack for fixing broken things ever since we were kids, but I just hope that you won't hurt yourself trying to fix everything for Kacchan."

That plays in your head at times like this. You are bowing your head in apology, again, this time to the janitor at school who had to clean up after the wreckage your boyfriend had caused after getting into a brawl. Some higher year tried to confess to you but he was barely able to present you with his letter and flowers when Bakugo stormed in.

The entire school witness how Katsuki broke the poor boy's nose while he shouts profanities, spouting a monologue about how you are his like some property or play thing he owns.

Your friends wonder what despicable thing does Bakugo have to do to finally snap you back to reality. "Y/n-chan, wake up! Bakugo is a nightmare! Do you not see all these red flags?!" Your friend Yumi asks out of frustration. "And stop telling me that he could change! He gets worse by each passing day!"

You grit your teeth and averted your gaze to keep them from seeing the tears that start to prick at your eyes. Because deep down, you know their words bear truth. No matter how much you've grown to care for Bakugo, you couldn't deny that it is so exhausting loving him and having to protect him all the time from everyone when he makes it so hard to do.

God, sometimes you wished you had the strength to just break up with him. You hated how every time you thought of finally doing so, a part of you begs not to give up on him. A part of you hopes that your love for him could be enough to change him and correct his ways. You hoped that all your efforts would be appreciated and the love you devote to him would be reciprocated.

But you should have known better.

Maybe

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

Warnings: Angst, cheating, cursing

A/N: Go easy on me, i haven’t written in so damn long.

UPDATE: this little old thing turned into a stupid angst filled series

MASTERLIST // NEXT CHAPTER

You didn’t know how you got home but somehow you did. When you reached for the security panel to enter the code to your shared apartment, you noticed your hand was trembling. Her words still echo in your mind leaving you feeling cold inside. And lost. And confused.

“I’m pregnant, Y/n. It’s Katsuki’s.”

You blink and realize you’ve been holding your breath. Gasping, tears start to fill your eyes as you try to push air down your lungs. The door slams behind you as you stagger in, not even make it to the living room before your knees buckle. You heave, trying to pick yourself up but everything is weighing down on you all at once.

Her confession, his lies. The truth.

“We hadn’t meant for it to happen. We were drunk.”

“He loves you.”

Her big doe eyes can almost convince you.

“We just got caught up in the moment.”

“It was a mistake, you are his life, not me.”

Her angelic voice shakes as she reaches for your hand, apologies falling from her lips.

“I’m keeping the baby but I’ll respect whatever you and Katsuki end up deciding to do.”

It Girl

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Reader

Warnings: some NSFW, implied smut, cursing because its Bakugo duh

Summary: The morning after you first made love with Blasty.

A/N: crackhead fic, a canon bakugo I'm forcing down your throats, fluff as it can be. I read this cute fic called Stupid Love Type Shit by akrxsia that reminded me of the Jason Derulo songs I loveeed hihi.

You wrinkle your nose, rousing from sweet slumber hearing muffled music playing outside the room. When you roll on your back, hand searching for your boyfriend's warmth, your eyes opened to an empty cold spot indicating he had been up for a while.

Your brows furrow when you hear the song fade to a stop only for another upbeat one to play. Recognizing the music and the artist, you start to wonder if Bakugo really is the one playing it because he just didn't seem to be the type to listen to this type of songs.

The blanket covering your body pools around your waist as you sat up, your eyes buldging at your torso covered in love bites.

"Shit." you say breathlessly, eyes scanning through your arms then down your thighs and legs as you kick the blanket off. Warmth rushes to your cheeks as you make out places where Katsuki's hands had been gripping you from the night before and sweet spots his mouth lovingly marked you through the bruising that littered your entire body.

How the hell are you going to show up to work now??

You scramble out of bed with the intent to give your boyfriend an earful. If he's going to be like this every time you two make love, you're going to get in a lot of trouble in the agency. You can already see it, Kirishima and Mina teasing you, Fat Gum scolding you and the ridiculous headlines once the press sees you patrolling covered in hickeys. You groan, snatching Bakugo's black shirt from the floor and haphazardly throwing it over yourself, wincing at some soreness.

The annoyance seeping out of you as you march out of the bedroom all but dissipates when you reached the kitchen. You stop short, eyes wide. You couldn't believe what you're witnessing.