𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 🍃

𝘐𝘛 𝘞𝘈𝘚 𝘈𝘓𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘠 𝘋𝘈𝘠 𝘛𝘞𝘖 𝘉𝘌𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘐𝘕 𝘔𝘐𝘓𝘈𝘕 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘎𝘐𝘙𝘓𝘚 decided to stroll around the city for a bit since the sun was shining madly. Tomorrow was gonna be the start of the fashion week so you went from shops to shops to buy outfits for it and some personal outfits for home.

"the black heels or the pink ones?" monica asked herself holding the heels up and looking at them both. "buy them both" jazmine talked with a hint of annoyance in her voice since she was not allowed to film in the store. "bitch just choose for me" monica sucked her teeths. "the black ones" she pointed at the black heels but monica put them back and chose the pink ones.

"nigga-" "isn't that shoto?" you asked catching both of their attention as you put the dress back on the hanger and seeing the dual haired male talking to someone. "fuck is he doing here?" jazmine scrunched her face up and not even hiding the hatred she had for him. "nigga he is a model too" monica rolled her eyes and turned around to not look at her ex lover.

"should we go? I think he is coming this way" you pushed the sunglasses to the top of your head. "yeah yeah bitch run to the back" monica ushered the two of you as you three ran to the other exit and jazmine being slow she quickly grabbed her bag and almost tripped over the things.

"nigga you can't run for shit, what if you was in all of us are dead? more like jazmine is dead as hell" monica was holding into her wig for dear life. "stop talking before I yank yo musty wig" jazmine and monica were going back and forth until you stopped running and ending up outside to see paparazzi's gathered around.

"oh hell nahhh" monica backed off slowly to not attract attention and heard the noisy people asking about her. "what are those creatures saying?" jazmine whispered hiding behind the wall and holding into you. "they want me to come out" monica heard the loud Italian conversation going on and the flashlights going off as shoto and his bodyguards went through the paparazzi.

"and fuck are they blabbering now? ian understand y'alls white folks language" jazmine whispered yelled and you quickly shushed her. "asking sum about if I am still dating him- no the fuck I am not" monica was almost raging and wanted to throw the heels she had on on them but she decided to ignore it and watching shoto drive way with his bodyguards.

"y'all are weird" you turned around when you heard a familiar deep voice of the person you "hated" but was now fake dating for the sake of rumi and aizawa catching the both of you making out in the pool and rumi was quick to announce it for some stupid reason. "ewww it's you" jazmine looked at him up and down.

"shut up I am talking to my girlfriend" bakugo mugged at her and leaning down to press a kiss on your lips making you widen your eyes and the sudden gesture. "see and that's flexing yalls relationship" monica playfully rolled her eyes and took jazmin's arm to pull her away and do your thing.

"nigga why the fuck you kissing me??" you asked him slapping his chest. "what? it's not like I haven't kissed you and spots on your body, besides we are in a relationship-" "fake relationship" you corrected him putting a finger on his lips to silence him. "but we have to make people believe us innit?" the blonde spoke with the british accent at the end making you snort out.

"stop rewatching top boy I swear" you giggled and he shot you a quick glare. "anyways- what the fuck were you three doing here anyways?" katsuki asked looking around and you had just noticed that the paparazzi's disappeared just like that in thin air. "shopping the whole day, almost running into shoto and paparazzi" you shrugged crossing your arms over your chest.

"that half and half bastard is also here?" he raised his brow in surprise. "dude, he is a model too of course?" you chuckled at his confused face. "right, the fashionweek is starting to tomorrow, meaning I have to take you out for dinner after that" the male spoke placing his hands on the back of his neck and looking away.

"aww is mr. bakugo asking me out?" you teased him by poking his chest and you could feel the muscle under the tank top he had on. "fuck off, I am just being a nice fake boyfriend" katsuki said scoffing and tried hiding his flustered face. "and you are doing good with that" you patted his shoulder.

"I have to go now- I am guessing I will see you later yeah?" bakugo calmly asked in which you nodded and then he pressed a gentle kiss to your lips and turning around to go. the gesture made you scream in the inside as you made slow steps to your two bestfriends while holding tightly into your bag. "enemies to lovers really?" jazmine whizzed and you pushed her away feeling the blush that was not noticeable obviously forming on your cheeks.

"can we- can we just go back?" you grabbed monica's lipgloss and applying it on your lips. "my baby is shy now" monica teased you and draped her arm over your shoulder. "shut the fuck up before I elbow you" you mumbled looking away as the three of you walked through the streets.

"you texted me and it's literally 1 am" you closed the door to his hotel bedroom you entered and his whole room was filled with the scent of the blunt and it was almost foggy due to the window not being opened. "can't sleep" the blonde male groaned sitting up on the bed and as he took a hit from the blunt and throwing his head back to let the smoke out from his lips.

"you could've called one of your hoes, romania for example" you shrugged taking a seat besides him. "I don't even like her besides we are in a fake relationship so why can't I just call my fake girlfriend" he said placing his hands on your thighs since you had sweatpants on along with a white croptop a simple black bonnet as your pj's.

"us having fucked before all of that does not sound fake at all" you sighed ignoring his thumb tracing on your inner thighs. "because the sex with you is always better than those that I had fucked" bakugo spoke into your ear and you could smell the faint scent of the marijuana and mint. you groaned in annoyance slapping against his hand that was on your thighs.

"I don't want to know who you fucked" your eyes rolled looking out to the balcony as the night sky was brighter than the other nights. "I won't tell you because I know you would get jealous" you could already feel his cocky grin. "fuck am I gonna get jealous for?" yeah you were indeed jealous and somehow wanted to know who- but it was his business and you were just faking the whole relationship thing.

"yeah well if I tell you romania gives better head would you get jealous? I know you hate her to the core" bakugo held the blunt between his fingers and your head turned around to make eye contact with him. "are you trying to tell me that you want head from me right now or you saying she was better in it than I am?" you asked him staring into his crimson red eyes.

His eyes glanced down to his phone seeing romania has sended a text and you were quick to catch on where he was looking. His phone was left on the text and there was no single reply to her texts except for 'ok.' "so she's one of em" staring into the picture she sended him of her in front of the hotel mirror with nothing on but her revealing swimsuit.

"we just gonna ignore that" bakugo said scrolling away from the messages and before he could turn it off you were quick to grab it. "does she always send that? even though she damn well knows we are 'dating'?" you asked tapping on the messages and scrolling up to see more of her pictures but bakugo having not answered them or knowledge them.

"you sound jealous" he chuckled watching you move yourself away from him and going in between his legs. "I am not jealous, she just makes me mad" you scoffed pulling on the waistband of his basketball shorts. The blonde puffed the smoke out as you pulled his shorts down and looking into his eyes.

"you gonna record me sucking you off and send that to her aight?" you demanded katsuki and his eyes slightly widened. "wait-" "aht aht no talking" you hushed him by pulling it completely down and his bulge under his boxers were already pressing against the soft fabric.

"and make sure to get the angle right"

Katsuki rolled his eyes at your sudden dominance but he didn't know what you had in mind. The only thing he could sense from you was jealousy and a tiny bit of possessiveness..

𝘢/𝘯: before yall come for me, smut is next chapter I was lazy to write it in here🧍🏾‍♀️