𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘰 🍃

DAY 1

𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘋 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘏𝘈𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘖𝘜𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 getting back from your vacation would lead to writing a song together with the same rapper you resented. You even had begged your agency to not collab with him but no, they wanna really work with him and gather more population for it.

You were now seated on the couch in katsuki's studio and you really did want to just run out and never comeback. The heavy smell of the weed filling the studio as you watched bakugou taking a hit and puffing the smoke out while in his other hands were the lyrics of the songs.

"secret? fuck we gonna sing about even?" he glanced at you leaning back on the chair he sat. "nigga you didn't even read the damn lyrics" you mugged at him and grabbing the sheets away from him. "I stopped reading at the title" he rolled his eyes taking another hit and letting the smoke out. "I took my time writing the whole shit back in puerto rico and you not even reading them?" you scoffed putting the sheets back on the desk.

"oh then why don't you ask jack harlot or whateva fuck his name is to read them for you hm?" he raised his brow watching you pace around and he couldn't miss the way your ass moved in those black shorts you had on. "nigga said jack harlot- you know what? I am not even gonna waste my time on the likes of you" you did not even bother to argue further with him so you decided to sit down.

"what are you even trying to reach picking fights with me over stupid shit?" he put the weed out and completely turning the chair to look at you. "I am not picking fights, you just happen to annoy the shit out of me" you crossed your leg over the other one and looking into his crimson red hues.

"you are so damn lucky you are pretty" the male mumbled aggressively and grabbed the sheets.

"we should add more verses tho" he suggested taking a pen and writing something down. "they better be meaningful verses cuz ion want to be on some youngboy shit" you checked your white painted nails to not make eye contact with him. "I am nowhere youngboy level" bakugou scoffed putting the pen down and handing you the sheet.

"yeah but you listen to him cuz I be seeing your story with you using his songs" you took the sheet and he had the audacity to add his verse first. "nigga it was supposed to be mine first, not yours" you looked up at him and then back at the paper.

'𝘎𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭
5'8 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴
𝘞𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯
𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦

"holon cuz- it ain't sound bad?" you were surprised but it still had to add something up. You grabbed the pen from the desk and went over to write it and slightly bending over besides him on the desk. He averted his gaze to your cleavage. You had a black floral bralette on while the many necklaces you had on was dangling down to your breasts.

"so?" you stood straight looking at the blonde haired as he quickly snapped out of his thoughts and looked up to you. "what?" he looked down to the paper to read the verse you had wrote for him.

'𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭
𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘫𝘰𝘣𝘴
𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘒𝘪𝘢
𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦

"we rapping 'bout cars now?" he scoffed still reading the verse to decipher it better in his head. "you dimwit it's about- yeah whatever the fuck your agency wants" you groaned crossing your arms over your chest, already tired of working with him.

"look I am also annoyed working with yo ass but im gonna call my guy kiri so he can get it done for us and we can record that shit aight?" he sighed running his hand over his blonde hair which was naturally messy, making him more attractive than he was.

"kay" you simply answered turning away and not keep the eye contact.

"we gon' record y/n's verse first and then get it over fast that alright with you two?" eijiro looked at you both and he could feel the weird sexual tension but somehow also a tense one. "cool" you answered since katsuki didn't say anything and just watched you go inside the recording booth.

You put the headphones on as eijiro turned the beat on you had suggested and made with him.

You hummed along the lyrics you had written yourself and closed your eyes.

𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵
𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘵
𝘞𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘰
𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸

Bakugou listened carefully and how your sweet voice sounded almost made him melt right there. Hell he just wanted to hear more of it or how you would sound moaning his name-

"kiri, can we repeat some parts again? I think it didn't sound good-" "fuck you mean with that? you sound good, I wanna get shit over atleast" katsuki spoke before eijiro could say anything. Was really weird to hear a compliment from THE katsuki bakugou.

"uhhh okay then" you shrugged putting the headphones back on and focusing on the next verse.

"I think we should do baku 𝘣𝘳𝘰'𝘴 verse tomorrow, it's late" kirishima ran his finger through his red hair and watching you finally get out of the booth. You were finally done with your verses after almost three hours and bakugou was definitely annoyed at how you always wanted to go back and repeat some of it.

"nice another day with her" he scoffed stuffing his hands inside his pocket. "oh ex fucking cuse me because I was not the one asking for this, infact I am doing this to get this over and not see your ugly face" you rolled your eyes gathering your things.

"mhm but you come in here almost naked, it's like you are trying to seduce and fuck me" he mean mugged at you and you both completely forgetting eijiro was there. "uhh i'm gonna go.." he awkwardly scratched his arm and went out since he knew you both wouldn't even notice.

"god you piss me off so bad" you sighed frustrated opening the door as he walks behind you and grabbing your arm. "fuck you think you going?" he asked you glaring down at you. "nigga im going home, where should I be going? The strip club?" you slapped his hand away from your arm.

"if you are trying to go out like this then yes the strip club" he just pulled you back inside and closing the door. "fuck is you doing??" you asked him slightly irradiated since he had his hand on the door and you were leaned up on the door.

"ion like how you be talking to me like dat, I mean shit I know you hate me and I do too but ion like people talking to me like i'm some fucking idiot" bakugou whispered against your ear to your neck making you stiffen in the position you were in and you could swear you felt a heartbeat in your punani.

"why so quiet hm? cuz you fucking finally understood or am I too close?" he chuckled bitterly and how evil it was of him to just look down on you. "get the fuck off me" you mumbled pushing him away and hiding the fact that you were flustered, by the same one you hated the most and had to make a song together.

Lord only if they knew what the author had planned..