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₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳❥ " [ Y / N ] HOW MUCH LONGER ARE YOU GONNA FUCKING TAKE?.."

— bakugo said loudly, laying on his pillows while scrolling on his phone. he knew you took long to get ready, but now you were taking forever.

"shut up blondie, im fixing my eyeliner." you responded, making his ears perk up along with him getting up.

"your what?" he asked through the closed door. "im fixing my makeup, now leave me alone. your messing up my focus." you huffed, leaning closer to the mirror.

he felt a small smile on his face before opening the door, making you slightly jump and mess up the liner once again.

you jumped because you didn't want him seeing how you looked yet. by now, you were fully dressed; only leaving you do unpin your hair and finish your small makeup routine.

quickly, you raised your finger under his chin, pushing it up so he didn't get not one look at you. "don't you know how the fucking knock?" you asked with an aggravated scowl.

"i've seen you taking a piss before with the door open, this ain't nothing." he spoke, turning his head towards the large mirror with a cocky smirk.

that's when you realized he was looking dead at you, in the mirror. before you could speak, he did. "what's wrong? your trying to hide something?"

you smacked your teeth in defeat. there's no point to hide the fit now. "what would i have to hide? my fucked up eyeliner?" you glared at him.

"no, this." he bought you closer by roughly latching his ringed hand onto your ass while grabbing a makeup wipe out its container.

"ow ow," you let out somewhat of a laugh mixed with that small stinging pain. "remember, you got rings on. with yo tight ass grip." you let a pout grow on your face.

"tight grips are good." he responded, wiping the multiple failed attempts of eyeliner of your eyes.

you closed your eyes, letting him gently wipe the liner off. you wished you could see how focused he looked while doing this, but you would probably become a flustered mess.

"your horrible at eyeliner." he spoke, throwing the wipe into the trash can. he was joking, but with his intimidating tone, it didn't sound like it.

you let out a offended huff. "fuck you. im only messing up because your rushing me." you scolded, pointing your finger to his face.

he ran his eyes over your fitted dress, latching both of his hands onto your ass while picking you up and sitting you on the counter. which made you let out a squeal.

"cause we have places to be. and watch your damn mouth." he grabbed the eyeliner from onside of your hip, glancing to see your dress riding up on your plush thighs.

"no, cause what are you gonna do about i— ow.!" you yelped out, looking over to see bakugo mischievously smirking at your still slightly jiggling thigh.

he knocked himself out his little daze. "i'll do a lot about it, so shut up so we can get this over with."

he opened the top of the eyeliner while looking at your face to analyze his method.

"but you started this by smacking my—" "do you want me to mess this shit up?" he cut you off, pointing the brush of the eyeliner towards your face.

"i feel like you were already gonna mess up, but whatever." you muttered, looking away with a playful smirk.

he squinted his eyes at you, feeling offended that you thought his skills with this type of matter is horrible.

somewhat roughly gripping your cheeks, he pulled your face towards his, awkwardly close. well, that's how you felt because you were getting hella flustered.

him on the other hand was getting serious, about to prove your ass wrong. "don't say shit while im doing it, got it?" he sternly spoke while piercing you with his glare.

you puckered your lips even more. "whoo are you talkin' to?" "you, damn idiot. got a problem?" he cocked his head to the side.

"actually yea, i do." you responded, holding eye contact with him. "boo hoo. deal with it or i will."

that's when you furrowed your eyebrows, both of you still looking at each other as he felt himself slightly smirk.

"hmm.. what do you mean by that?" you asked, quoting that one meme.

"tch.. nothing. just shut up so i can do this shit." before you could respond, he gripped your cheeks, making you pucker your lips so you didn't say anything.

giving up, you slightly nodded your head, feeling his large hand make its way to the side of your jaw while holding it in place, beginning his careful eyeliner method.

"hold on, cause this looks actually good." you spoke, bending forward and looking at yourself in the mirror as bakugo stood behind you.

"didn't i fucking tell you that?" he scoffed, beginning to walk out while messing around with his watch. but before he could make it all out, you pulled him back in.

into your grasp and quickly bringing his face close to yours before he reacted dramatically. swiftly connecting your plump, glossy lips onto his plump pink lips.

although you should have thought about that since you had on lipliner with your gloss. but it's not like he had a problem with it, especially with the certain flavor.

he felt himself smirk while in the kiss, bringing you closer to deepen it. the slow and passionate kiss was something he liked to do.

mainly explore and possibly dominate your mouth. but it never lasted long. which is how you found yourself melting like puddy into his tight grasp around you.

pulling your body more closer to his, feeling your chest press against his body in a feeling he didn't even know he liked.

hell, he never expected to find himself to be so.. touchy and physically passionate towards someone he..

but not feeling all bubbly with words. cause he much rather playfully argue and fight you. and even for training, he obviously doesn't mind.

but physically, yea. he just couldn't seem to keep his hands of you.

he finds it even more attractive your focused on your hero studies just as much as he is. but also still finding time to enjoy yourself.

anyways, you just wanted to give him a quick, sweet kiss for saving you some work and doing your eyeliner.

but now it's turning all hot and steamy, making you feel some type of way mentally and physically..

but also completely messing up your lip liner.

you gripped his shirt, feeling his sharp collarbone through his fitted long sleeve turtle neck, signaling him that it's finally time to let you have some air.

pulling away, you both watched as the love trail containing your and his spit combined together, getting stretched and thinning out.

"dayum, you needa stop with that." you muttered, looking and pulling away while feeling flustered and wiping of the drool in the corner of your mouth.

his face was all red, also feeling the atmosphere cloud with that hot and steamy tension.

"tch.. you started this shit. now let's go." he let one last smack to your behind, making you yelp out as he let go, now wanting to be late for a certain reason.

but that was for another time. a time that's gonna need and take a lot of prepping, care, and all that shit for the both of you. 

"i just wanted to give you a cute lil kiss but yo ass—" he quickly grabbed your hand while you were putting your phone in your purse, feeling himself getting more feral by the second just by looking at you.

"hurry up before they question us on why we're late.!" he pushed you through the door while slamming and locking it.

— 𝟭𝟯𝟯𝟮 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 😵‍💫..

𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 😈💪🏽.

-𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐒™

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