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𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫

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"𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐧!"

"𝐌𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐞..."

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Second Person POV

It was a saturday morning, early enough that the sun hadn't even come up yet. And yet here you were wrapping yourself in a soft blanket, sliding on your slippers.

It had only been a few days since you and Bakugou had made it official, so it made you want to spend your first weekend as a couple with each other.

You wished that you could spend the night in your boyfriends room, however, there were strict rules going against sleeping the night in your peers room when it wasn't a slumber party involving multiple people. Which is why you got yourself up so early in the morning to go see Katsuki.

You could still crawl into bed with him and spend time with him, or at least imagine that you had spent the night.

Grabbing your whale plush, you left your dorm and trudged through the dorm corridor, trying to walk quietly so that you didn't wake any of your friends.

You approached Bakugou's door and slowly turned the knob, not bothering to knock since you knew that he would be asleep this early.

After sneaking into his room, you softly closed the door and tiptoed over to the edge of his bed, pulling the covers open as gently as you could.

The ash blonde was startled by the sudden movement, both of his eyes shooting open, "Y/N?!"

"Hi, Kat," You crawled into the bed next to him with a stupid smile.

"What the hell are you doing waking me up at the ass crack of dawn like this?" Bakugou sat up in his bed to look at the clock on his nightstand, revealing his shirtless figure.

"I wanted to sleep with you!" You chirped, tugging the blanket back over the both of you and rolling around to face him.

"H-Huh?!" Bakugou choked, his face turning red in record time.

"What? No- Not like that, idiot!" You sputtered, "I wanted to spend the morning with you!"

Bakugou slumped back into his bed, laying on his side to face you, "Couldn't even wait three fucking hours for me to wake up, you missed me that bad, huh?"

"What about it? You didn't miss me??" You pouted, trying to conceal a smile.

"Tch, I was just playing," He rolled his eyes.

"Roll over," you giggled, pushing his shoulders to make him face the other way as he barely complied.

"The fuck? Why?" He asked before you threw a hand around his waist and pulled his back against your front.

"So I can spoon you," You whispered to which he quickly pulled away from your grasp and turned to face you.

"I'm not the fucking little spoon!" He exclaimed and furrowed his eyebrows at you.

"Me when I lie," You said in a hushed tone, nuzzling your face into his bare chest and closing your eyes.

"Shut the hell up you-" Bakugou was about to go off when you brought a hand up to rub his shoulder and shushed him. He let out a quiet "hmph" before resting his chin on top of your head and letting his eyes close too. You wrapped on of your legs around his torso, adjusting yourself to get comfortable before the both of you dozed off.

A couple of hours had passed and the sun was starting to peek through Katsuki's blinds, letting the light spill into the room.

"Y/N," Your eyes fluttered open to see Katsuki's vermillion one's set on you. The sunshine was dancing over both of your relaxed faces and you could both hear the distant sounds of birds chirping.

"Yes, Kat?" You felt his hand creep up your side before wrapping around to the small of your back.

"Goodmorning," He grumbled in his morning voice, admiring your features in the sunlight.

You practically squealed at his adorable sleepy attitude, "Goodmorning, love."

His face flushed at the pet name and his eyes darted away from yours. Clicking his tongue, he rolled over onto his back and pulled you up onto his stomach.

"We should go make breakfast before everyone else wakes up," You sat up, straddling him while he looked up at you.

"Nuh uh, I wanna stay here, with you," He tugged you back down so that you were laying on top of him.

"C'mon, don't you like having the kitchen all to yourself?" You taunted, placing a hand on his chest.

"Having the kitchen all to myself is nice. But having you all to myself is even better," He buried his face in the crook of your neck, nipping at the skin of it lightly.

"Ack- Katsuki your teeth are sharp!" You squeaked, pulling away from him.

"Aw, c'mon," He scoffed, pulling you back and wrapping his arms all the way around you, holding you tightly.

You brought your hands up to let them run through his spikey blonde hair, eliciting a groan from him. "Fuck, I love you," He constricted around your body, not being able to be close enough to you.

"I love you too, but I think you might crush me-" You laughed.

His grip loosened, letting you breathe again, "I'm hungry," You complained, breaking the comfortable silence.

"You're hungry? Why didn't you fucking say so?!" Bakugou pulled away quickly, looking at you in shock.

"Usually when someone says they want breakfast it means that they're hungry, but y'know-" You stated the obvious while Bakugou shoved you off of him and jumped out from under the covers.

He picked his t-shirt and pants up from the floor and threw them on as quick as he could.

"Someone's in a rush," You joked, sitting up and running your fingers through your hair.

"What kind of boyfriend would I be if I let the love of my fucking life starve to death?!" He scoffed, putting on his slippers as you trailed behind him.

"Pfft, you're sweet," You pinched at his cheek making him scowl. Despite his rude mannerisms, he still held the door open for you on your way out, making you giggle.

He mumbled something under his breath along the lines of "sweet my ass" as the both of you made your way downstairs, through the common room, and into the kitchen area.

"Whaddya want?" Bakugou said, turning to face you.

"Kat, I can make us food today!" You tried to intervene but he only stopped to stare at you.

"Last time I let you cook, you almost killed us all!" Bakugou's eyes narrowed.

"So...?" You tried to ease him up but he was unimpressed.

"So?! The fuck do you mean so?! The microwave was shitting out more sparks than Dunce Face and all you did was sing 'sparks fly, it's like electricity, i might die,' dumbass!" Bakugou's face darkened at the grim memory.

"That was one time!" You defended yourself but Katsuki had already brought a pan onto the counter.

"The was the first and last time we've ever let you cook, so of course that was only one fucking time," He scoffed, "You, soy sauce face, and dunce face are the reasons why we have Kitchen rules like not using a knife to get your toast out of the toaster, because apparently that wasn't already fucking common sense."

"Ok, well now you're just being mean," You sighed, sitting up on the island countertop behind him.

Bakugou poured rice into his oiled pan, stirring it before setting the spatula down and turning to face you.

"Let's do something today," Bakugou said, putting his hands on the counter on either side of your hips.

"Date weekend?" You asked, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Mhm," He rested his chin on your shoulder, bringing his hands up to rub your back soothingly.

You sat for a moment before you felt Katsuki's lips on your neck, "No, not here!" You playfully shoved him.

"Who gives a shit?" He grumbled, removing his lips from your skin and pouting on your shoulder.

"My dignity," You laughed, hugging him tighter.

"Whatever," He scoffed.

You opened your eyes when you smelled something off, "Ohoho, all that talk about why I'm not allowed in the kitchen, but you managed to turn rice inedible!" You peaked over his shoulder to see black smoke rising from the pan.

"Oh shit!"

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𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄

I genuinely cannot believe that this is the last chapter of this book. I had no idea how to end it but I hope that this is okay. The book still needs to be edited and I'm probably going to add another thank you note!

Word Count: 1366

Published: 1/30/23

Edited: 2/27/23