CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

"DO I REALLY need to wear this?" You gave Mina an uncomfortable look, pulling down the maroon body-con dress that emphasized the curves of your body. The two of you stood outside of the 1-B dormitories, preparing yourselves to enter the building. The music blasted from where you stood, and you could barely form your own jumbled thoughts. Mina scoffed as she began to drag you toward the party.

"Seriously, (L/n), would you rather go to a party looking as sexy as you do, or looking like you just crawled out of bed?!" Mina smirked, "Besides, your ass looks great in that dress." She then smacked your behind, making you yelp in surprise. Obviously the dress was from Mina's wardrobe— you'd never pick out something that was this revealing. You had to admit though, you did look pretty good. As Mina pulled you into the dormitory, you felt your body tense. The music was indeed deafening, and you scrunched your nose, the scent of alcohol violating your nostrils. One thing was for sure; the 1-B kids knew how to party.

"Let's get a drink." Mina suggested. You didn't seem to notice her scoping out the room, searching for a certain blonde in the crowd. Little did you know; she texted Bakugo in advance to make sure he showed up and kept you company. Unfortunately, it was looking like he flaked.

"Whatever," Mina muttered, pouring both of you some punch. "Picking fights, won't confess, just grow up and be a man..." You raised a brow, confused as to why she was so irritated. She then shoved a plastic cup into your hand, and took a swig of her own. You downed the cup, knowing you'd need the alcohol to deal with tonight.

"C'mon, (L/n), let's dance!" The pink-haired girl then dragged you into the crowd, and you began dancing alongside the crowd of students. There were a few students you recognized from your own class, such as Sero and Denki, but many of them were new faces from other classes. As time passed, the crowd grew thicker, and you and Mina made a lot of new friends. You were surprised to find a few upperclassmen that were in attendance as well, such as Nejire. She didn't seem like the party type, but boy were you wrong. Then, someone bumped into you, taking you by surprise.

"Shit, I'm sorry!" You recognized the student as Yo Shindo from Ketsubutsu Academy. He stumbled over a bit, and it became clear that he was tipsy. "(L/n), right?!" Apparently, Shindo and his girlfriend from 1-B had broken up recently. He was still cool with some of 1-B's students, but his ex must've been over him since you saw her grinding against Sero earlier. You nodded, smiling.

"Woah, where's your friend?" He asked, referring to Mina. She had gotten lost in the crowd a while ago, and was probably somewhere with Kendo taking shots. "You can't dance all alone, dance with me!" You had to be honest, Shindo was pretty attractive, and you didn't mind a distraction for tonight. He looked like he needed one as well. Maybe it was the drink talking, but fuck it, what's the worst that could happen? Shindo snaked his arms around your waist, and you wrapped yours around his neck. As the two of you danced, you couldn't help but laugh at his lack of rhythm.

"I'm not much of a dancer." He chuckled. "I'm doing my best here." You giggled as you stared at him. The two of you pushed up against one another, the crowd becoming thicker and much more difficult to move around in. Shindo's face reddened at the close proximity, and his eyes trailed down to your lips. Suddenly, his attention was caught by something behind you, and his smile faltered.

"Wrap it up, kid. Time to switch partners."

Shindo huffed, his expression twisting into one of distaste. He pulled his arms from around your waist, and quickly disappeared within the crowd. Spinning around, you came face-to-face with Bakugo, who looked completely pissed off.

"What the hell?!" You exclaimed. The scent of alcohol radiated from Bakugo, and you wondered just how much he had to drink. "Did you come here to start another fight?!" Bakugo rolled his eyes at your dramatic assumption.

"I'm here to dance, obviously. Isn't that what you do at parties?" Bakugo grasped your waist and pulled your body into his, taking you by surprise. Bakugo hated parties, he didn't dance, and he wasn't much of a drinker— so why the hell was he here?! Not to mention he never apologized to anyone for picking a fight with Todoroki.

"Whatever, Bakugo." You pushed the ash-blonde off of you, making your way through the crowd. You weren't in the mood to deal with him right now. Maybe you'd head back to your dorm... after another drink. Heading back to the drink take, you grabbed a cup and began to fill it up. Before you could take a sip, the cup was ripped from your grasp.

"You're drinking too much." Bakugo. You glared, reaching for the cup, only for him to lift it up as high he could. Bakugo was pretty tall compared to you, so you weren't able to reach it. He grinned, knowing he'd pissed you off. You rolled your eyes.

"Get lost, will you?!" Turning on your heels, you marched through the lobby and down one of the hallways. Without thinking, you barged into a random bedroom, slamming the door shut behind you. You let out a frustrated breath, pacing through the room. Bakugo seriously pissed you off, and the alcohol wasn't helping your temper.

"Ugh, I should've stayed home..." You muttered, plopping yourself onto the bed. A sigh escaped your lips as you shifted your gaze to the ground, running your hands through your hair. Suddenly, the door gently creaked open.

"Go away, Bakugo..." You didn't even have to look up to know it was him— the scent of smoke and caramel was all too familiar. Bakugo shut the door behind him, and approached you at the bedside.

"What's the hell's your problem?" He asked, standing directly in front of you. You peeked up at the blonde, scoffing.

"Are you an idiot?!" You asked. "You basically ruined work studies for everyone with your shitty attitude. Endeavor gave Midoriya and I hell after your little tantrum. All because you wanted to prove what exactly?! Now you want to talk to me like shit's sweet?!" It was silent, before Bakugo sighed.

"Alright, (L/n), let's go." He grasped onto your hand, but you quickly slapped it away. He raised a brow, growing tired of your attitude."Seriously, (L/n). Get up. We can talk about it back at the dorm."

"Fuck off, Bakugo." Bakugo squinted his eyes in annoyance, staring down at you as you continued. "I'm not going anywhere with you."

He reached for you once again, only to be met with a push that sent him stumbling backward. Bakugo caught himself, taking a deep breath to contain his anger. For some reason, he was far more relaxed under the influence.

"I hate you." You spat, knowing it wasn't true.  Bakugo stood unmoving, before he stepped forward, taking a hold of your face into his hand. Your face reddened at how close he was. Squeezing your face, he lifted your head, forcing you to look directly into his burgundy-colored eyes.

"You don't mean that." He muttered lowly. "I know you don't. Go ahead and say it again." Your eyes widened, and you were unable to speak. What's gotten into Bakugo?! Your heart was beating a mile a minute, much quicker than you were used to. Taking a gulp, your eyes slowly trailed down to his lips.

"... I hate—" Within a second, Bakugo's lips crashed onto yours, cutting you off mid-sentence. You instantly melted into the kiss, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck. He wasted no time pushing you down onto the bed, deepening the kiss. He held your wrists above your head, gripping them firmly against the bed as you made out with each other. You let out a soft moan into his mouth, and that seemed to drive him even crazier. Who knew kissing the hot-head would be so intoxicating?! Pulling away, the two of you panted, your eyes fixated onto one another. You've never seen this side of Katsuki before; gentle, vulnerable, lustful. Bakugo then leaned forward, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

"Fuck, (Y/n)..." He whispered, his breath hot against your skin. Bakugo's roaming hand travelled from your waist to your breast, squeezing it gently. He left a trail of love-bites from your neck, leading down to your chest.

"What're you doing to me..."

authors note ☆彡

finally the slowburn is BURNINGGG!! thanks for the support, i hope you enjoyed the chapter!!! writing spicy scenes is new for me and lowkey awkward LOLLLL ok bye <3