your latest ask has me shook, I can't stop thinking about how frustrated Bakugo would be if his crush CONSTANTLY got his name wrong, and it turns out they know his name, they just wanted him to pay attention to them
So I paid myself some money and here it is. Inspired by you and this anonymous lovely! Get ready to be shooketh some more!
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“It’s Bakugou…” The spikey blonde growled under his breath for the umpteenth time that day.
“Right! Right… Ba-ku-gou…” you repeated, slowly, for the umpteenth time that day.
Everyone in your class wanted to know what kind of spell you had placed on Bakugou. The usually short-fused teenager was surprisingly patient when it came to your mistakes when calling out to him. Well, as patient and docile as the fireball could be. There had been many desks lost to Bakugou’s explosive fists, but never once had he pinned you against the wall or lifted his hand against you. This behavior, you said to everyone, was probably because you did manage to beat him once in an arm wrestling contest your first day in class. Sure, you had won with the element of surprise—no one had expected you to be able to bulk up your muscles that severely. But ever since that day, Batsuki here had come to really respect you and your quirk.
“Anyways as I was saying… Batsuki, could I borrow your calculator later tonight? I kind of got frustrated yesterday night and… well… thbbt” You slammed your fist against your hand and blew a raspberry to try to get a point across as you walked with him back to your dorms.
“It’s Bakugou!” He growled one more time, his hands turning into fists.
“It’s just so hard to remember! You have two really weird names,” they weren’t really weird at all. “What’s your first name anyways?”
“It’s fucking Katsuki!” The boy turned on his heels to face you. “That’s bullshit—they’re not hard at all! Kat-su-ki Ba-ku-gou! They’re fucking easy as shit!” His hands flew up to ruffle his hair up in frustration, leaving you standing in silence. You hadn’t seen him that frustrated in a very long time.
“… I’m sorry. I see this isn’t funny anymore,” you finally said as you scratched the back of your neck, giving him a nervous smile. “I know it’s Katsuki Bakugo, I just, well, how do I put this… you just actually talked to me when I called you the wrong names. Otherwise, you wouldn’t even realize I existed,” you looked down, biting your lip as you felt your face grow hot.
The silence afterwards made you want to dig a hole and die in it.
“… Whatever. Call me whatever you fucking want.” You looked up just as he turned around again and walked in front of you. His voice sounded softer, and… were his ears red?
“So… is Kacchan game?”
“Anything but fucking that, you fucking idiot!”