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pairing: husband!katsuki bakugou x gn!reader
warnings: cursing, light angst (if you squint), hurt/comfort, emotional argument, established relationship
notes: the start of the katsuki fics for his bday aka toke letting the drafts free π
516 | your first argument as a married couple is entirely different and yet somehow still completely the same
Katsuki doesn't let either of you go to bed upset. After an argument, you storm back into your shared bedroom at 11 PM, fully expecting him to be asleep, but heβs not. Heβs there, sitting against the headboard, the dim glow of the bedside lamp casting warm shadows over the hard lines of his body. His chin rests against his hand, fingers pressed into his check like theyβre the only thing keeping him wake. His crimson eyes find yours, tired and unreadable, lingering on you in a way that sends a shiver down your spine.Β
βFinally ready to talk?β he asks, voice low and rough, as though he hasnβt spoken in hours. As if your nameβs been sitting on the edge of his throat all night, waiting for the moment youβd come back.
You swallow hard, shoulders tense. You want to be angry still, want to cling to the pride that made you storm away in the first place. But the way he looks at you, baggy-eyed, distant, but not cruel. It breaks down whatever resentment you had left and for a fleeting moment you think it is unfair.
βI didnβt think youβd still be awake,β you say softly, eyes darting away like youβre ashamed, like part of you wanted him to chase after you when you stormed out of this room hours before.
He exhales through his nose, shifting just slightly. βOf course I am. What kinda man do you think I am?β
The words hit you like a punch to the chest. Not because theyβre harsh, but because theyβre honest. Blunt. Him.
You move slowly, like your bodyβs still unsure, and he watches you the whole time. Never pushing, never rushing, just waiting. And when you finally cross the room and sit on the edge of the bed, you feel the tension in his frame start to ease.
βI hate fighting with you,β you whisper, more to yourself than him. Arms reflexively wrapped round your frame.
βI hate fighting with you,β he says immediately, voice thick with something that makes your throat tighten. You feel. the bed shift and his heat radiated behind you. βBut Iβll do it if it means we get better. If it means we donβt let this shit sit between us like poison.β
His hands brush your elbow first. A reminder. He rubs at your skin and something inside you aches. Your smaller hands find his without thinking, fingers brushing together. He grips you gently, just enough to let you know heβs still here, still yours, no matter what.
You donβt apologize with words. Not yet. You both willβ¦. eventually. But for now, in the quiet of your shared bedroom, under the soft glow of the lamp and the quiet buzz of forgiveness hanging in the air, you let him pull you close.
He presses his forehead to yours, breath warm against your lips. Crimson eyes hidden.
βNo goinβ to bed mad, remember?β he murmurs. βThat was the deal.β
And you nod. Because when it comes to love, his love, itβs not about being right.
Itβs about coming back.
Always.
i may not always be right but i am never never ever wrong
i was gna quit tumblr outta nowhere today but then dodger sent me a text abt a collab and im all of a sudden okay again LOL
##/ anything with shoto todoroki
in which todoroki would do anything to get your attention, even denkiβs foolish requests
another small drabble, not spell checked or anything so sorry, just whipped this up. gn reader.
shoto todoroki is very inept when it comes to romantic relationships, feelings and anything for the sort, emotions were not one of the things drilled into him as a child - despite him being a quite emotional one during his extremely early ages.
as a result, his crush with you had been a very turbulent ride, contrasted with the lack of progress and lined awkward silence between the both of you.
denki, the evil guy himself, decides to take advantage of this.
shoto regularly asks the guys for advice as soon as it became known he had feelings for you.
βi swear to fucking god, if you ask me this bullshit again iβll tell her you kick puppies for a living, icy hot!β katsukiβs roars as he angrily fits his shirt on.
βkacchan relax! sorry shoto, maybe just tell her directly?β izuku advises.
βbutβ¦ how?β shoto responds, head tilting slightly.
all the boys sweat-drop at him, amazed at how shoto is oblivious to the fact that even if he were to tell you to lick his shoes you would do it in a heartbeat, anyone would with a face card like his.
denki has had enough of this, how shoto is literally a walking model magazine yet doesnβt even know it, making all the boys feel like shit when asking them advice on how to get a girl when they havenβt gotten any dates in their whole lifetime?
i mean, has shoto even seen the edits?
βi have an idea.β denki smiles.
βoh dear godβ
βHAHA DUNCE FACE FINALLY USES THAT PEA BRAIN OF HIS!β
βlet him cook guysβ
βah hell nah, he damn near burn the kitchen.β
βHAHAHAHA!β
βyeah ok, letβs all hate the really cool guy!β denki sulks.
shoto walks towards denki, indicating that he wanted to listen to him. in all honesty, he felt as though denki knew the most of about romance, more than any of the other guys anyways.
denkiβs face lit up, immediately leaning in to whisper into shotoβs ear.
βreally? theyβd want something like that?β shoto enquires, raising an eyebrow up whilst looking to denki.
denki nodded furiously in response, holding a thumbs up to shoto, not noticing the slightly evil glint in denkiβs eyes.
at around 8:00pm, an hour after dinner was served, a knock rang through your dorm.
you reluctantly answered it, already wrapped in your warm duvet blanket (sponsored by shoto todoroki himself).
when opened your door, at first you saw nothing, the darkness of the hallway being the only thing in your line of vision.
then, out of nowhere, an array of phone lights illuminated the hallway, only for shoto todoroki to slide through in a black suit and a red tie, on his knees, with a bouquet of floweres in hands, all the way to your feet, with the song βthere goes my babyβ by usher playing in the background.
then, as he arrived at your feet, he sultry flipped his hair out of his face and looked dead into your eyes, then said:
βitβs nearly easter and i donβt have my favourite surprise, stop stalling and be mine.β with a monotone yet oddly sexy tone.
the hallway erupted in laughter, including you, as shoto suddenly started to turn red.
he guessed that when denki told him in the locker room, it didnβt seem too weird as he backed it up by saying you reposted a lot of these videos.
but now, as he sat beneath you with flowers in your hand and a cringy pick up line that heβs now sure denki just made up on the spot, shoto felt kinda embarrassed.
but that all washed away when your squatted to meet him, brushed his hair out of his face and kissed him softly on the corner of his lips.
βyouβre so corny, you couldnβt just asked me, you know?β you giggled.
βitβ¦ wasnβt-β
βtrust me, i know. iβll kill denki for you later, for now, come in.β you winked, pulling him off the ground and into your room.
the hallways cheered and clapped while shoto was bright red in the face, all while sporting a rare dopey smile on his face.
bakugou the king of just watching you like this ποΈ ποΈ
mina says something abt him being down so atrociously bad and he goes "fuck you. you don't know what the fuck you're talking about" ποΈ ποΈ
laying in bed thinking about how good shoyo would be taking care of me while iβm sick.
MUSE . . . yaku morisuke + f! reader
β€· spinoff to bitter
art by marina grechanik, find it (and more) here
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β β¦ Β Β Β ART IS RESISTANCE Β Β Β β¦
warnings : 17+ to read, addiction, drugs + alcohol, language, blood + violence, illegal activities, broken/dysfunctional families, mental health struggles, mentions of trauma, inaccurate knowledge of the japanese educational system (reader is a teacherβ¦again), toxic relationships, yaku is a horrible person at first, reader isn't great either, yes I'm reposting this bc the suga idea no longer spoke to me, for you @shortcakebaby <3
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