Why Her? // Bakugou Katsuki X Fem!reader

why her? // bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

Of course! I always loved reading these!

Ever since the Sports Festival, he had been giving her more attention. At first, it didn’t bother you, letting him seek out Uraraka to be his partner for training exercises.

Then he started to disappear, showing up with Uraraka usually when it was around ten minutes from curfew. You knew you shouldn’t be jealous. You shared one kiss, it wasn’t like you were together. You shouldn’t have been wishing that it was you in Uraraka’s place.

You were sitting in the common room with some of the other girls, deciding to have a movie marathon. You finished your homework and wanted to get your mind off things, so of course you agreed.

Uraraka stepped into the common room, a bag over her shoulder.

“Uraraka! Come watch some movies with us!” Hagakure said happily and the brunette looked over with an apologetic smile.

“Sorry, can’t. I have some training to do with Katsuki,” she said and Mina instantly perked up. You hugged one of the pillows you brought out to your chest. You were the only one he allowed to call you that before this.

“Katsuki? Are you two a thing now?” Mina asked and Uraraka let out a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of her neck.

“I have to go,” she said softly and started to walk away.

“So, you are a thing!” the girls squealed and you were filled with dread, your heart aching in your chest. Uraraka didn’t answer and walked out of the dorms. Her silence left you feeling even more anxious. Were they a thing?

“Oh, I just realized I forgot to finish a paper. Sorry, girls, I have to skip our movie night,” you said and gave them a small smile, trying to convince both yourself and them that you were fine. You collected your pillows and blankets, trudging up to your dorm.

“She’s been acting different lately,” Tsuyu spoke up and the rest of the girls turned to look at her.

“What makes you say that?” Jirou asked, leaning back against the couch cushions.

“I don’t know, I just have a feeling,” Tsuyu answered.

~

It was a week after the incident you heard about Uraraka and Bakugou being a thing when you got a text from him, after he had blown you off several other times when you asked if you could spend time together out of school.

To be completely honest, you were sick of it. You preferred a blatant rejection over being treated the way Bakugou was treating you.

Bakugou: Oi, meet me by the front gate in ten minutes.

You decided not to answer his text, wanting to give him a taste of his own medicine. You knew it was childish and petty, but you were tired of how he was acting towards you.

What you didn’t expect was for Bakugou to blow up your phone fifteen minutes later.

Bakugou: Where the hell are you?

Bakugou: I know you read my text.

Bakugou: Okay, what is up with you lately?

Bakugou: I need to get back to training soon. Get out here.

You rolled your eyes and put your phone down, hugging a pillow to your chest.

“Stupid,” you muttered to yourself and forced back the tears that welled up in your eyes.

~

Bakugou stood out by the front gate, glaring down at his phone. He didn’t know why you were possibly ignoring him. As far as he knew, he hadn’t done anything wrong.

“Katsuki!” he heard someone call, a bit disappointed when he realized it was Uraraka and not you.

“We aren’t training today,” he said bluntly and she looked up at him.

“Really? Why not?” she asked, genuinely curious.

“I have to take care of some things.”

“Is it (Y/N)?”

“No…”

“It is! That’s so cute. Go talk to her!” Uraraka started to push Bakugou back through the front gates.

“Alright! I’m going!” Bakugou shoved his hands into his pockets, walking back inside the school. He soon found himself standing in front of the door to your dorm. Just as he was about to bang on the door when you opened it. You looked up at him, surprised for a moment before your eyes narrowed into a glare.

You squeezed by him and started to walk down the hall, not expecting him to follow you.

“Alright, what the hell is wrong with you?” he hissed and grabbed your arm, pulling you back.

“Me? Me? What the hell is wrong with you?” you asked in return, yanking your arm out of his grip.

“What are you even talking about? I’ve done nothing wrong!”

“Oh, yeah, sure. Didn’t you say you had training? Just go back to Uraraka already!”

“Uraraka? Wait, is this what this is about?”

“I just think you shouldn’t blow me off after promising to meet me places after you swore you-”

“You’re jealous.”

“So what if I am? You kissed me and told me that you had feelings for me and then completely ignore me after the Sports Festival. Why her, Katsuki? Am I just not good enough for you anymore? Am I just a-”

“Okay! I get it!” Bakugou ran his fingers through his hair, letting out a sigh. He had no clue you felt that way, he was just a bit shocked that someone else could put up such a fight against him. He knew you could and a few others, but he never expected Uraraka of all people, wanting to help her grow stronger. “Look, (Y/N), I fucked up-”

“You think?” you asked and he glared at you, making you roll your eyes.

“I don’t like her, you dumbass. It’s hard to believe I like someone like you, getting all jealous,” he mumbled and looked away. He honestly found it a bit cute that you got jealous, not knowing how you’d respond if he admitted that. You looked away, wrapping your arms around yourself.

“Are you just saying that to make me feel better?” you asked and he groaned.

“Okay, look. I may be an asshole, but I’m not that big of an asshole. I wouldn’t lie to you. There’s nothing between Uraraka and I. I’m sorry that I didn’t clarify that there wasn’t.” The last part was mumbled and you cupped tour hand by your ear.

“What was that?” It was rare that he ever apologized and you wanted to hear the words again. He rolled his eyes and pulled you close, pressing a kiss to your lips.

“I said, I’m sorry,” he whispered against your lips, staring down into your eyes.

“Okay… I forgive you,” you whispered in return and the corner of his lip twitched slightly.

Little did you know that quite a few other students from 1-A were watching, after hearing you two yelling, and found Bakugou’s soft side around you adorable.

One of the girls squealed and Bakugou looked up, glaring at the cluster of his classmates as he pulled you even closer and wrapped his arms around your waist.

“What the hell do you want?!” he yelled and they all quickly dispersed, finding some place to run to get away from his sudden anger. You laughed and he looked back down at you. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing,” you hummed and pressed a kiss to Bakugou’s cheek. “Now come on. You have to make this all up to me.”

“I thought you said-”

“I have forgiven you. Just, not entirely.”

“You’re such a pain in my ass…”