𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 🍃

𝘑𝘈𝘡𝘔𝘐𝘕 𝘊𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘋 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘒𝘌𝘌𝘗 𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘉𝘐𝘎 𝘔𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏 𝘚𝘏𝘜𝘛. "okay but was he like.. huge?" she asked you titling her head looking at you and you just rolled your eyes. It has been a day since you were over at katsuki's house and let's just say that the two of you were like back on your old terms but the sexual tension was higher than it was already.

It's like eijiro set the two of you up by just going which he quickly denied.

Today there was no studio open because apparently bakugo had some photoshoot or sum but you could never imagine him in a photoshoot even though you had seen him in some.

"bitch, today we gon' be spending time together cuz yo bitch ass been there for almost a week" jazmine draped her hands over your shoulder as you were still busy trying to rewrite some of your old lyrics.

"as long as we don't have to go out far, then yes" you put your sheets on your shelf in the livingroom. "nigga I was planning to go to the beach and you know drink cocktail" jazmine scoffed averting her gaze to the bathroom that opened and seeing monica exiting with her hair wrapped in a towel.

"tell ha we are going out" jazmine pointed at you. "if she doesn't want to then leave her" monica shrugged going to her room and closing it. "okay fuck you too monigga" jazmine rolled her eyes plopping besides you on the couch and glancing at the notebook you were scribbling at. "watchu doin' anyways?" her nosy self asked you.

"writing a song- fuck off" you groaned pushing her face away as she tried reading it. "im just trynaaaa read" she whined and you just stood up going to the other side of the couch. "y'all so boring" jazmine huffed taking her phone out and scrolling on it.

Monica came out with her now curly hair in a bun and wearing a red bodysuit which showed her hourglass body off. Her natural beautiful face was really shiny due to the sun shining on her light brownskin. "girl where you think you goin'?" you squinted your eyes watching the way her huge cleavage was almost popping out and not to mention the zipper of the bodysuit on the chest area wasn't even halfway up.

"meeting up" she shrugged going back to her room and you and jazmine were so shamelessly looking at the way her huge ass jiggled. "OKAYYYY DAMN" you said closing the notebook and putting it away. "all that movement back dere and I ain't getting a chunk of that" jazmine shook her head in disappointment while monica chuckled coming back out with her black chanel bag.

"I will be probably be back by evening? but I have to go discuss some things with my agency about the fashion show in Italy this summer" monica slipped into her white Alexander McQueen shoes. "gotta look rich and all that shit too" jazmine whizzed taking her phone while filming her.

"these my normal daily clothes fuck you mean looking rich" monica rolled her eyes taking her lip gloss out of her bag and applying it on her plump lips. "girl you were born rich cuz your family rich" jazmine said shrugging and you just laughed. "nope don't use the word rich on meeee" monica finally looked at the still filming camera and she rolled her eyes.

"I think your driver is there" you said pointing at the huge window to see a white expensive looking car parked in your huge driveway. "well goodbye my love and jazmine" monica sticked her tongue out at the darkskinned female who just flipped her off as she went out closing the door behind her.

"she thinks she grown and all that shit" jazmine glared at the window to watch monica going inside the car. "well she's a year old than us and a model" you said laughing as jazmine averted her gaze to you. "ain't you a model too??" she asked you. "only for certain brands" you shrugged standing up and stretching.

"okay I think i'm motivated to go out to a restaurant or sum" you said as jazmine jumped up. "ouhhhh lemme get my best lace" jazmine said running to her room and immediately ripping her bonnet off of her head.

"okay and that was it with the photoshoot" the photograph finally said putting the camera down and the blonde haired male huffing. "fucking finally.." he mumbled eyeing the model whose name was romania and she was half trinidadian and puerto rican.

Bakugo couldn't deny it, she was really pretty and her brownskin shimmering in the lights while she had a big smile on her face showing her pearly white teeth. "it was nice working with you again" romania said grabbing his hand and holding it. He looked down not really feeling the sudden affection but he looked up at her.

"uh- yeah it's whatever" he forced himself a little smile which was barely a smile and he pulled his hands away to go to the changing room where kirishima was seated and the male just rolled his eyes.

"andddd how was the photoshoot with the most hottest model?" kirishima wiggled his brows while watching bakugo change into his normal clothes. "I am not answering that" he said fixing his blonde hair which was kind of down so he ruffled it to bring it back to his usual messy self.

"she's sooooo fine" kirishima sighed looking out to see her now changed into her flare leggings and a white crop tank top and her brown long hair down to her back. "the driver is here, just wanna get out of there and sleep" katsuki groaned since he had been there since the morning and it was currently three in the afternoon.

"huhhh you should talk to her?" eijiro said standing up and taking his hand to pull him outside. "no i-" "hey.. " it was already too late anyways since now he was standing infront of the model. "yeah right! I wanted to ask you if you wanna go out eating with me?" romania asked with her soft voice and her signature smile on her face.

"but-" "YEAH HE WANT TO, RIGHT BAKUGO?" the red haired male nudged his arm earning a glare from the blonde but he just couldn't say no to the beautiful cute girl who also was a famous young model.

"I will fucking kill you" bakugo grumbled in his breath and averted his gaze to the girl and his gaze kind of softened by looking at her. "well then you have my number, text me if you still up for the idea" romania spoke smiling once at the blonde japanese male before making her way to the exit where her manager was holding the door open for her.

"I did good didn't I?" kirishima nodded proudly putting his arm over his shoulder. Bakugo rolled his eyes pushing his arm away and stuffing his hand in his pocket before making his way to the exit.

"brooo I did you a favor by getting you a date with the hottest model, I deserve something don't I??"

𝘢/𝘯: 🐒 𝘰𝘶𝘩𝘩 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵.