❝ scene five. ❞

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KATSUKI BAKUGOU WAS WALKING ALONG THE RESIDENTIAL SIDEWALK, with his left hand holding a pack of biscuits that (y/n) yamamoto had given to him. the girl was persistent, she kept on forcing him to bring home; saying a bunch of nonsense that he could binge eating while watching netflix. the explosive teen hummed in dissatisfaction before he left the house, heart beating fast when (y/n) waved goodbye to him. he took out his earphones from his backpack, plugging it into his phone and looked through his playlist; gazing at his smartphone in the dark.

the tall metal street lamps cast an artificial glow onto the streets below, illuminating fallen leaves in garish yellow light. katsuki closed his eyes, looking at the trees swayed gently in the breeze of this lovely night, he felt refreshed; feeling rather placid when he was listening to his lofi playlist.

"remember to text me when you reach home, bakugou!"

and yes, both of them exchanged phone numbers. katsuki bakugou, a guy who has a strong pride and ego; definitely didn't want to show his vulnerable side to anyone including (y/n) yamamoto. the explosive teen kicked off the pebble and let out a frustrated sigh, his mind was still a surging perplexity, he really did take the first move of asking (y/n) yamamoto about her number, and heck he never actually asked anyone but her! it was ludicrous for him to do such a thing, he wasn't or high or something; or did he? his hands were still trembling due to the fact that he accidentally brushed off her soft, angelic fingers while handing out his phone to (y/n). she might not have a pulchritudinous appearance compared to other girls in his class, but; katsuki bakugou would never admit that- that (y/n) yamamoto had an alacrity of spirit that makes his heart fluttered, which she looks attractive to him.

katsuki stood irresolute outside his house, venting out a long sigh before he took the keys from his pocket, it was a very eventful day for him; to say the least. the blonde kept on jangling his keys, hesitated when the keys reached in front of the door lock. the teen feel a wave of loneliness surged over him, he was sick of being alone in this house all the time, he needs someone to save his loneliness; to make him feel loved. even though his cousins will check on him when they came back from work, but it's different, they always came into his room, patted his shoulder and only asked him a few questions before they went out again; and katsuki have already got used to it.

and suddenly, the door opened by itself; a familiar figure stood in front of him.

"oi, baka! where have you been?"

"shut up, crazy woman. it's none of your fucking business." he gently pushed her away and head towards the stairs. yu sighed before she locked the door, her body leaned against the green sofa as she began to speak; "katsuki, we are a family, and i am sorry for not checking up on you from time to time. do you want to eat curry tomorrow? since i will be coming back home early."

katsuki nodded and gave her a thumbs up, "it's fucking fine, and you're going to wash the dishes." just when yu wanted to contradict his statement, katsuki quickly went to his room and closed the door behind it. he switched on the air conditioner, removing his current outfit and changed it to his favourite tank top and a pair of baggy pants. katsuki put the red packaging biscuit on his desk before he flopped into his bed, kicking off his shoes as he pulled his blanket around and wrapped himself like a burrito. he quickly took his phone and checked on his notifications, and blushed when (y/n) send him a few messages.

(y/n)

oi, bakugou? you back yet? 9:05 pm

bakugou???? 9:10 pm

oh no, don't tell me you got kidnapped by someone, i pity them tho- 9:27pm

katsuki blushed, his rubicund face expressed excitement as he turned around; switching it in a much more comfortable position before he replied to her text. he was tapping the smartphone keyboard furiously, erased it and rewrite it over and over again, and lastly he just send a simple "yes" to her; indicating that he was home already.

"god damn it, do i need to send her a goodnight text or-"

his phone buzzed again, "(y/n) send you a message"

"goodnight, bakugou! see you in class tomorrow, uwu"

☆°。

8:00 AM

(y/n) yamamoto splashed cold water on her face, the drops coming down together to run into her eyes and drip from her chin. she took a few deep breaths before she looked at herself in the mirror, (y/n) then gave herself a swat on the head as the girl winced in pain while rubbing her head gently. she couldn't stop thinking about katsuki last night, his captivating red eyes and his alluring smile was driving her to the edge, small actions as in pulling her closer, how his voice quickened when he was flustered was one of his soft sides that katsuki wouldn't show it to anyone but her. (y/n) yamamoto tapped her fingers on the sink and giggled, as words just slipped out of her mouth unconsciously.

"hehe...cute."

"who are you calling cute?"

(y/n) yamamoto stood there aghast when jiro walked into the girl's toilet in a casual manner, her right hand reached on (y/n)'s shoulder and squeezed it tightly, then the other hand went inside her blazer pocket; taking out her phone. (y/n) let out another yawn, suddenly remembered that she forgot to close all tabs on chrome android. the girl let out a piercing shriek as she quickly snatched her phone back from jiro, as the girl shrugged lazily; waited (y/n) yamamoto to adjust her backpack before they went out of the toilet.

"seriously? watching porn in the toilet? are you that horny?"

"i am horny 24/7, dumbass." (y/n) chuckled nervously.

jiro hummed in agreement and looked at her friend again, she saw her holding a bento that was wrapped by a white fabric with printed flowers on it, the girl was scanning at the hallway anxiously while her free hand kept on playing with her bangs; (y/n) yamamoto was still in an overwrought state after that incident. she feels insecure about everything, how would katsuki judged by her overall appearance? it's true that they only used each other to satisfy their sexual needs, but what if (y/n) was not attractive? even though it was just for the pleasure, the looks and body were still important if one of them really wanted to get themselves in that kind of mood.

and here's the thing, (y/n) yamamoto got bullied by a group of bad boys when she was in middle school; calling her ugly pig whenever she passed by their class. her self-confidence deteriorates like the drop of a rollercoaster, (y/n) somehow still called herself ugly whenever someone praised her looks and body, she never believe in compliments; and she didn't tell anyone about her past experience. (y/n) yamamoto sighed when both of them stepped inside the classroom, and katsuki immediately stood up and took the bento from her; which the students were surprised and some quiet whispers could be heard in the class. the blonde glared at them and sat on his place, the frown on katsuki's face was deepening into a scowl when kirishima asked him about the bento.

"dude, you like (y/n) yamamoto?!"

"shut up, weird hair! it's none of your fucking business! and don't you fucking dare to ask me again!" katsuki pushed his hands away and took out his phone again, ignoring the red-haired male.

"ah geez, here we go again." kirishima sighed, placing his head down on his desk.

meanwhile, jiro caught (y/n) yamamoto staring at katsuki, which the petite girl snapped her fingers in front of her best friend; causing her to flinch slightly by her sudden gesture. jiro was indeed curious, (y/n) yamamoto was that type of girl who was lazy to make breakfast for herself, but now she was making a bento for her classmate, not to mention it was katsuki fucking bakugou; the explosive guy in their class. and (y/n) yamamoto never made breakfast for her deskmate, but only brought a few snacks when she was in a good mood. jiro was born to not have an inquisitive nature, but (y/n) yamamoto is her best friend, right? it's really weird to see her wiggling around her seat, buried her face on the desk and blushing madly.

"jiro,"

"what?"

"fucking hell, i can't take this anymore! i need to tell you now!"

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"i made a deal with bakugou."

☆°。

12:00 PM

as soon as the recess bell goes, everyone shut their books and put them in their bags; and went out of the classroom to eat their lunch. katsuki bakugou stood up and walked towards her seat, as jiro looked at him with her usual stoic expression, eyeing him up and down which make katsuki felt uncomfortable about it. "oi, emo girl, you go with shitty hair first. i need to talk to (y/n)." he crossed his arms over his chest as jiro nodded and walked out of the class, she turned around and smirked at him playfully;

"damn, in the classroom? okay." with that, she closed the classroom door behind her.

katsuki has other plans, obviously. he knew it was going to be risky if they're going to do something in the classroom, and so the blonde locked the door; closing the yellow curtains so that people can't peek through the windows. he needs to be fast, their friends will get suspicious once they're taking it too long. the explosive teen then kicked on the girl's leg, making (y/n) yamamoto groaned in discomfort as she lifted her head and rubbed her eyes tiredly. the classroom seems unusually dark, she looked around and saw nothing but katsuki bakugou standing in front of her, (y/n) yamamoto gasped when a pair of lips smashed against hers, she stood up and pulled katsuki closer to her; his hands went to her hips and squeezed it firmly.

"mmgh!" (y/n) yamamoto pushed him away, her chest heaved as she struggled to control her breathing, "oi...what the hell are you doing?! we are in school, dumbass!"

katsuki sighed, taking a step towards (y/n) yamamoto and hugged her tightly, his face nuzzled her neck and katsuki bit his lip; the blonde was too shy to talk about his needs. katsuki didn't want to seem vulnerable in front of the girl, he wanted to be more dominant in doing this, but he couldn't find words to speak to her; katsuki was a little bit needy right now. (y/n) yamamoto smiled and hugged him back, then her body stiffened afterwards when katsuki blew her ear softly, his hands worked on her blouse; slowly unbuttoning it.

"shit, she's not wearing a bra?!"

"...just for this time, i wanted to try doing in our class." katsuki stammered and suddenly pushed her away, "f-fine, i think i went overboard-" (y/n) yamamoto rolled her eyes and pushed him against the wall, kissing him passionately. he was surprised but still kissed back, (y/n) guided his hands to her breasts, which katsuki immediately pinched both nipples harshly, twisting and tugging it, making the girl clutched on his shirt tightly and buried her face in his chest; trying to hide her moans. the explosive teen smirked as he nipped her earlobe gently, his fingers slid into her panties and draw circles on her sensitive spot, (y/n) yamamoto swore that she could cum any minute by now; her cunt was pulsing and she needs to feel her release.

but (y/n) yamamoto stopped him.

"take off your pants."

"what the fuck-"

"fuck you, just let me do it." (y/n) removed his pants and boxers as she kneeled down in front of him, katsuki was aware that what she was doing right now was going to drive him crazy, his thoughts were interrupted when she kitten licked the tip of his head; earning a moan from katsuki. (y/n) yamamoto giggled, swirling her tongue over it and take everything in, katsuki groaned as he pushed against her; eager for more. "f-fuck, damn it-" katsuki panted heavily as he looked down, seeing (y/n) yamamoto was sucking him off. he was blushing, his head tilted to the side; moaned in pleasure when (y/n) bobbed her head at a fast pace. (y/n) yamamoto hummed when his hand gripped on her hair gently, she never thought of pleasuring someone made her feel good; (y/n) began to feel her cunt throbbed painfully because nobody was giving attention to her sensitive area.

feeling desperate and all, she slowly pulled her panties aside and draw slow circles on her clit, her moans sent a vibration on his manhood; which katsuki could feel his area twitching a bit when he knew that she was touching herself.

"shit...i need to...feel more!" his hands went to the back of her head and pushed it until he feels that his manhood was pressing against her throat. (y/n) yamamoto took out her fingers from her cunt and moved to his balls, massaging it softly. katsuki began to rock his hips against (y/n), trying to be more gentle as he didn't want to hurt her, she then went to her clit again and rubbed it faster, feeling herself getting close; the rhythm was the same when her tongue slides in and out of his cock and sucked it harder. and katsuki was so close, his dick was twitching insider her mouth; he tried to pull away but the pleasure was getting over him.

"oi...(y/n) yamamoto... i need to cum, you- you are too fast! i don't want to cum inside your mouth, sh-shit! ungh!!!" he arched his back as (y/n) could feel the hot liquid shoot inside her throat, she swallowed it quickly and pulled back, she coughed slightly as wiped off the saliva that was dripping on her chin. after wearing back his pants, katsuki scratched the back of his neck and squatted down in front of her, he pulled her up and kissed her again, (y/n) yamamoto didn't know what to feel at this moment, he's treating her like she was his girlfriend and that's really frustrating; was he really that horny? or he just feels like wanted to kiss her, that's all?

(y/n) yamamoto pushed him away gently, "oi...bakugou! you- what are you doing?"

"what the fuck are you talking about?"

"when you kissed me, i feel something weird, i didn't know how to describe it, damn it! stupid katsuki bakugou, we're just friends with benefits, right? why am i craving more? was it because of my hormones? like i am just horny as fuck? but it's slightly different than usual, the way you smiled at your friends; the way how you chewed your pencil when you're doing homework is- is cute?! i like talking to you, they said that you're arrogant but i genuinely think that you are soft. i shouldn't develop feelings for you, right? we are just...friends?"

and katsuki bakugou wasn't sure about his feelings too.

"look, i think we should meet up with them right now, it's getting late. ugh! Why are you so slow, fucking button up your shirt-" katsuki then saw her legs were trembling, she giggled nervously, still managed to button up one by one when she was looking at him. katsuki bakugou, being the impatient guy he was; stomped towards (y/n) yamamoto and helped her. he did know why her legs were trembling, she has been kneeling down for 10 minutes, even though it was a short period of time; but it still makes her uncomfortable when she stood up.

"damn it! you idiot, your legs-" (y/n) yamamoto looked up and their lips were inches apart, both of them gulped loudly as they tried so hard to hold back their desires.

"i feel like kissing her again." 

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