#bakugou x reader smutt
Drunk Texts
Pairings: Bakugou x Reader
Warnings:Smutt
Word Count:1,505
A ping rang from the speakers on your phone, drop down banner stating “Your Uber Driver has arrived.” Rolling yourself out of bed you jogged to the door, slipping your boots on and snatching your keys off the hook before slipping out of your apartment. A girl’s night out, you were the advocate for “Don’t fucking drink and drive.” Thus even if you didn’t plan on drinking much. The decision possibly influenced by one too many hungover mornings after and trips to get your car. You took an Uber.
Bouncing down the cement stairwell you slipped out of the tall glass doorway of you building and to the idling car beyond. A breif greeting given and your focus shifting to your phone as the driver set off.
Drinking, dancing, laughing.
Next bar
Shots, karaoke, flirting.
Next bar
The guys at the end of the bar buy you drinks, you repay them by getting a little too close. Your friends pull you away.
Next bar
Drinks, bumping, grinding.
Next bar
Your blood alcohol level was teetering on the brim of dangerous, you hugged the toilet as your friends held you hair and kept the bathroom empty to give you privacy.
Last call
In a herd the group of drunk chicks made their way down the street. Shivering, complaining that you didn’t bring jackets. The unanimouse decision of who was the most sober deemed which girl would be leading the way. With a long pause and a hummed. “I feel like it’s that way.”
Cursing and arguing with another friend who had the wonderful habit of trying to get on the car with any stranger when she was drunk. Always with some off the wall excuse as to why he wasn’t a rapist. “He drives a Kia, okay, he’s a nice guy.”
The one friend who remembered to bring a sweater and the two who were huddled up to her begging for a turn to be warm. “Let me just put a sleeve in!” It was truly a mirical the bunch of you made it to where you were going in one piece.
24 hour diners were a god send at this hour, and the workers were accustomed to their customers at this time of night coming from the bars as they closed down. Doing your best to stay quiet and not be total assholes your friends ordered food and spent the next few hours talking and laughing as you attempted to sober up. Still knowing full well you were all too drunk to drive you began ordering your rides home with a push of a button.
“Your Uber has arrived.”
“Alright ladies, it’s been real. I’m out, remeber to check the make and model and don’t just get in cars with strange men Jennifer.” You added pointing a finger at the girl.
Slipping out to the cold autumn night you saw the black suv waiting in front of the diner, exhaust billowing into the night sky like a dragons breath.
–
Wandering hands, nails digging into his thigh.
“You’re drunk.”
Whining and slumping back, crossed arms, legs spread your skirt rides up dangerously high.
“If you don’t behave I’m going to make you”
Rolling to face him, elbows hitting his middle console. Puppy eyes gazing up at him as your fingertips dance over dark denim jeans. Pressing in you press and drag you palm against his crotch.
“You asked for it. Don’t forget that.”
Peeling off the road, shifting gears, emergency break pulled. Staring dangerously from behind his oily black locks, intent arulian gaze scanning your face. Trailing down to your breasts and your crotch that was practically on display for him. “Well? What’s the hold up? So fucking ready to grope me while I’m driving. Not so much now Eh?”
Wincing at the harsh edge to his voice you shifted, pulling down your skirt in an attempt to regain some modesty.
“Tsk, nope. Don’t think so. Lap, now.” Your driver ordered, capturing your wrist in large rough hands he dragged you towards the drive side. Relentless in his squeezing until you were scrambling through your drunkness to get it his lap.
At last facing him with the steering wheel digging into your lower back, you felt your heart thunder as you stared down at the handsome man’s pissed off face. “You’re pathetic, really what would you do if I wasn’t a nice guy?” He growled, grip tightening around your wrists when you began to look away. “Go on then, back in your seat if you’ve gone and changed your mind.”
Shamefully you scrambled back across to your side of the car, buckling yourself in and sitting in silence as your driver shifted into gear. Slowly pulling back onto the freeway, the silence making your brain itch the rest of the ride. “Thank you,” You mumbled while stepping out of the car and avoiding eye contact.
–
“I wasn’t that drunk,” You pressed with a reassuring smile. As you left your appartment you took the last few steps in reverse, raising your first two fingers to your temple. Tapping knowingly on the side of your head. “It’s all up here, don’t worry so much I’m a big girl.”
–
Bakugou’s voice had yet to break the monotone silence of white noise his fan provided him to sleep in when his internal clock brought him to life. Pushing groggily off the bed Katsuki blinked away the sleep in his eyes, scanning the bed then the night stand for his phone. He had recalled it going off in the middle of the night and chucking it somewhere…there. With a grunt Bakugou heaved himself to his feet and stomped across his bedroom floor, scooping up the sleek device from his laundry basket. “Now who the fuck blew up my phone at 3am?” Bakugou rasped powering the cell back up.
Clicking his tongue he opened a flood of messages from none other than y/n. Wasn’t she Kirashima’s side kick? “Holy fuck, what did I miss?” Bakugou choked on his next breath as along with several poorly typed out messages there were a slew of… Well risqué pictures.
Running a hand through his disheveled blonde locks Bakugou felt the corner of his mouth twitch, accompanied by a slight tent growing in his boxers. Lazily padding back to his bedside he kept his still half lidded crimson gaze glued to his screen. Sure he’d seen you before, but never like this.
The first message was something along the lines of “I hope you don’t mind, I got your number from Kirashima.”
Followed by an all caps OH MY GOD I DIDN’T SEND THAT MY ASSHOLE FRIEND DID.
With a sharp puff of air escaping his nose Bakugou chuckled, loosening the drawstring to his sweatpants as he read on. It became quickly evident that your friends were the ones staring this mess, but Katsuki was hardly complaining. A low groan crawled up his throat as he got to the first photo. Clicking to enlarge it the picture filled up his screen. Bright blues and reds, club lights illuminating you and that tight little dress that barely covered your ass. You were dancing, drink in your hand and grinding against another girl.
“Fuck, okay…”
Clicking back to the messages Bakugou scooted back onto his mattress. Propping himself up against his headboard he lazily trailed his fingertips over his bare abs, dipping them below his waistband as he scrolled on. Various club photos, you were blissfully unaware of your picture being taken as you danced with your friends. Pausing to wrap his hand around his aching…problem when your head was cranked back and your tongue lolling out as someone unseen squirted a shot straight into your mouth.
Grunting Bakugou took in a slow steadying breath, continuing on he skimmed over some dirty messages obviously not sent by you until he got to your drunken apology. Smirking at your misspelt rambling, pausing on the last photo sent and the only one sent by you. You were stripped, but a lavender sheet covered your assets… Still the contour gave him insight on just what you might look like without that damned rag in the way.
Clicking his tongue and slowly pumping along his shaft Bakugou sent a text of his own.
“Glad you made it home safe dumb ass. Thanks for the eye candy.”
–
“Not that drunk huh?” Jen giggled as she peered over your shoulder as a black aura practically engulfed you. Hiding your face on your fondled arms you whimpered in embarrassment.
“Everything okay over there y/n?” Kirashima stepped up behind the two of you attempting to get an idea on why you suddently headbutted your desk.
Yelping you straightened up, clicking your phone off and whiping around to see your boss. “Uh, yes, sorry, everything’s fine!”
Quirking a brow Kirashima forced a smile and shrugged. “Whatever you girls say,” before continuing onward. Checking his own phone as a text from Bakugou came through.
“Hey, what’s the deal with that new sidekick of yours?”
Master List
To try and keep this as concise as possible for the series since I don’t want to double up in different categories, here’s the key for notible content.
That’s not to say there isn’t fluffy/etc stuff in the others, but if it’s marked there are one or more scenes focused mainly on said catagory.Smutt
Lemon
Fluff
Interning With Ground Zero
- Interning With Ground Zero
- Interning With Ground Zero Part 2
- Interning With Ground Zero Part 3
- Interning With Ground Zero Part 4: His New Sidekick
- Interning With Ground Zero Part 5: Vacation
- Interning With Ground Zero Part 6: Need A Place to Sleep
- Interning With Ground Zero Part 7: Pride
- Interning With Ground Zero Part 8: Crush?
- Interning With Ground Zero Part 9: Suprise
Blind Date
Courageous
- Courageous
- Courageous Part 2
- Courageous Part 3
- Courageous Part 4
- Courageous Part 5
- Courageous Part 6
- Courageous Part 7
Memory (complete)
Kinktober
Abduction
Leave it in The Past
Smutt/Lemon
- Bakugou Get Us Drinks!
- It’s Just a Training Session- I promise!
- It’s All Business
- Bakugou x Reader: Upperclassmen
- Seven Minutes
- Road Trip
- Study Break
- Jailbird
- Concert
- Paparazzi
Headcanon/Imagines
- Bakugou Imagines: Expecting a baby
- Texts from Bakugou: Hugs
- Texts from Bakugou: Fish
- Texts from Bakugou: Drunk
- Texts from Bakugo: Need Anything?
- Texts from Bakugou: I’m great at plans
- Texts from Bakugou: I like you moron
- Bnha Halloween
- Zodiac
- Threats
- Threats part 2
- Water
- Dead
- Abuse
- Boom
Fluff
- Friendship Fall outs
- Bakugo x Reader: School Dance
- Tutor Bakugou
- Meet the Bakugous
- Chapstick
- My Hero
- Shout It From The Rooftops
- Shot Through The Heart
- The Exam
- Between a Rock and a Hard Place
- Feathers
- The Way You Look Tonight
- Gym Rat
- Crush
- Soft Moments
- Strangers
- Sibling Rivalries
Angst
Misc
