Bakugo X Reader : Fallen (Fluff)

You have a beautiful quirk : Angel. Your white wings were a gift, as for your beauty. This quirk of yours was always meant to be good, but after an accident, you changed side. But suddenly, you met with a pacific blond ... (This happens between Bakugo's internship with Best Jeanist)

You entered the small Ramen shop, the black hood covering your face. It was the daily drills for you : robbing food. You were an orphan, and being an orphan meant that you had to take care of yourself. After the car accident that took away your parents' life, you gave up on heroes. They weren't there to save your parents, why believe them ?

The Ramen shop was empty, just like how you wanted. Reaching inside your jeans' pocket, you took out a gun and aimed it at the owner.

"Give me the damn food. I don't fucking care what kind that is, just give me a bowl now."

Shivering, the unlucky owner went inside to take the food as you looked around. It won't be long until a hero arrived, and you had to escape before that. The moment you received the food, you dashed outside and headed for the roads. The busy roads shielded you from the eyes of unwanted attention, but a certain blond had seen what you did from a rooftop. Smirking, he followed you until you entered a dark alleyway.

"Nice, I didn't get any followers ..." - you smiled as you took out the smoking bowl - "Finally, a hot dinner after all these days ..."

"Didn't your parents told you to steal, shitty girl ?"

A strange voice startled you, making you jump. A boy was standing right behind you, small explosions in his palms. Hiding the food inside your hoodie, you released your wings, preparing to fight. You had some fighting tricks up your sleeve, so you weren't scared of getting into a random fight. Staring him dead in in the eyes, you argued back.

"They're dead. Why don't you get back to whatever your business is, sparky boy ?"

"You really got the nerves huh, you fucking thief ?!" - the boy growled, sparks igniting in his hands - "No one talks back to me that way !"

You skillfully dodged an explosion thrown your way, your large wings lifting you up. The blond growled, using his explosion to jump up and reach you. You quickly grabbed his hand and lifted him up. Bakugo wasn't used to flying, and he was surprised. You carried him with your wings, smirking as you spun to avoid the explosions from the blond.

"Just give up already, Blondie !" - you screamed, treatening to drop him at anytime. Bakugo left out a series of curse words, angry since his explosions couldn't reach you.

"Fucking hell !!! Let me down, you goddamn motherfucker !"

"As you wish."

You let go of him, and he landed with a 'thud' on the roof. You landed a few seconds later, still keeping your distance. Bakugo stood up and dusted himself, flashing you a deadly stare.

"Why are you on the streets with those skills, huh ?" - Bakugo questioned, his piercing orbs stared into your soul - "You belong in a school !"

"No one would want a useless person like me anyways." - you laughed dryly, sitting down - "And even if they do, I won't be able to afford it."

Bakugo eyed you a moment before sitting down himself. You took out the Ramen that was in your hoodie the whole time and began to eat, totally ignoring the blond. The said boy glared at you, then something hit him. You were always hiding your face, why ? Were you that hideous ? Growling, he crossed his arms over his chest and asked.

"Why the fuck are you hiding your face, white wings ? Are you seriously that ugly ?"

"Nah, it only brings me trouble if I show people my face." - you put down the empty plastic bowl and stood up - "If you want to see it, I won't mind. It's not like I'll be seeing you again anyways."

He growled to show that he had no problem with that. So you reached for your hood and pulled it down. Bakugo looked at you, and became speechless. Your round [E/C] orbs were clear and pure; your soft [H/C] hair framed your graceful face. You were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and damn, Bakugo was pretty sure that his heart skipped some beats. Seeing his expression, you let out a light chuckle.

"See ? Guys always give me that look. Anyways, bye Sparky."

"Damn it, wait !" - he suddenly called out, making you turn around. Feeling his face flare up, Bakugo walked towards you and grabbed your wrist - "What's your name, shitty girl ?"

"[Y/N] [L/N]. And you, explodo boy ?"

"Katsuki Bakugo, don't you forget that, shitty girl !" - he smirked, pushing a piece of paper in your hand - "And if you want to change paths, just call this !"

[...]

It had been a few days since your brief meeting with the angry blond. You didn't care much for him to be honest. But the paper he gave you was a series of number, saying 'Best Jeanist'. You knew that guy, he was a famous pro hero in town, and you kinda looked up to him. You wanted to be a hero, but you couldn't afford the luxuries, so you stayed undercover as the No.1 street thief. You were doing just fine with that path, but that business card was your one chance to make your dreams come true. Defeated, you put on a black hoodie and walked away from your hideout to the nearest phone booth.

Stuffing your last coin into the machine, you pressed the number and placed the phone to your ear, waiting anxiously.

'Best Jeanist Agency here. How could I help ?"

[...]

After the brief meeting with you, Bakugo returned to his internship and got scoleded by Best Jeanist. The days after went by normal, and he may or may not watched that Ramen shop that you stole in chance to see you again. He couldn't get you off his mind; he hated the feeling of wanting to meet you once more. Due to the short conversation and your fighting style, he knew you wasn't evil. You fought to escape, not to harm people. And your beauty ! Damn, even Japan's top models couldn't compare with you ! You were like an angel, and Bakugo had no idea why the Earth was blessed with your presence.

The Monday after the internship, he returned to school. That pro hero bastard dared to change his hair, and now it was stuck looking stupid as fuck. The moment he entered the class, he got cornered by the two dumbshits he called his friends : Kirishima and Sero. But before he had the chance to beat the crap out of them, Aizawa-sensei trotted into class in his bright banana sleeping sack.

'Settle down, we have a new student to welcome." - He stated lazily - "She's recommended by Best Jeanist, so treat her nicely."

The mention of his mentor caught Bakugo's attention. He couldn't help but feeling hopeful, maybe you had decided to take up the offer. The classroom's door opened, and a female figure stepped through the door. Flowing [H/C], glowing [S/C], it was none other than you, the girl Bakugo met. Positioning yourself in front of the class, you began to introduce yourself.

"My name is [Y/N] [L/N], happy to meet you all."

"That's a good start." - Aizawa encouraged you, then pointed towards the spiky ash-blond - "Take the seat next to Bakugo, the one with spiky hair."

You walked over to the assigned table, not forgetting to flash Bakugo a thankful smile. The said boy scoffed, trying to hide his flustered state. The lesson began, but you couldn't wait until lunch to have a nice talk with Bakugo.

[...]

Lunch was amazing for you. The food was wicked, and you talked with some of your classmates too. They were nice, but you only wanted one person. Walking towards the Bakusquad, you smiled at them.

"I'm sorry, could I talk with Bakugo for a bit ?"

"Sure !" - a red-head answered you, then pushed Bakugo away from his seat - "Come on bro, it's unmanly to let a girl wait !"

The said blond huffed, but he stood up and followed you nonetheless. Returning to your classroom, you closed the door and turned to face the spiky Pomeranian.

"Thank you, Bakugo."

He was caught off guard. The tightening feeling in his chest returned, as he looked away avoiding your eyes. Crossing his arms, he sassed back.

"There's nothing to thank me for, shitty girl." - He went silent for a minute, before continuing on - "... Glad that you finally understood."

"Yeah, but you gave me the chance to. So thank you, Bakugo."

He nodded to show you that he understood. All you wanted to say was ever with, and you turned around and tried to leave. But a hand beat you to it.

"Are you free this evening, shitty girl ?"

"Sure, why ?" - you were confused. Why would he wanted to know about your personal schedule ? Bakugo turned his head away, the next sentence he spoke was too small, you almost missed it.

"Want to grab some icecream ?"

A smile made its way to your face. Looking directly at him, you nodded.

"Sure thing, Sparky."