Let me preface this by saying that this is not a fanfiction, this is a drabble. Thank you to @craftycheetah for helping me get this out!!
No, no, no, but can you imagine a no-powers AU professional chess player Shinsou? Because I can see it!
Okay, so let me set the scene…
You two met in high school; you both were in AP classes, most of your classes lining up. And so often, you would see this boy get tormented for everything under the sun, his looks, his hair, his hobbies, but there was one thing about him that stuck out to you. At lunch, while you’d hang out with your friends, you would see him sitting with one other person, a blonde fellow with a black lightning stripe down his hair. You’d seen him around before. He was on the cheer team. But there was something different, laying on the table was a chessboard.
“Wow, Hitoshi!” The blonde exclaimed, “You’re super good at this!”
You were intrigued, to say the least, so what do intrigued people do? They investigate, of course! So you made your way over to the nearly empty table, waving and smiling at the two boys, asking them what they were doing.
“We’re playing chess!” Energy radiated in the blonde’s voice. “Hitoshi is a literal genius when it comes to this game!”
“Mind if I have a turn?” You asked.
“Go ahead!” The energetic one answered.
So you played, trying your best to make small talk between each chess piece moving. Hitoshi answered politely, asking you questions in return about your day, how the classes you shared were going, etc. One question caught you off guard, though.
“So do you have a boyfriend?”
You spluttered and dropped the piece on the floor, going under the table to pick it back up and place it on the board.
“Oh-um! I… I’m single, pretty much….”
“What a shame,” A small sigh left his lips. “You seem like a lovely person. Especially to be talking to the ‘weird kid’,”
“I don’t think you’re weird, I think you’re pretty cool!” You offered him a small smile.
Your eyes gravitated towards his, away from the pieces and the game, towards his facial features. You thought he was pretty, he had a strong jawline, beautiful lavender-colored eyes, and the eye bags actually suited him!
“Checkmate,” His smooth voice rolled over you, and your eyes met. “I hope to see you again, (Y/N).”
Bakugo’s Awful Social Media - His agent (Best Jeanist) makes him post on his public Instagram and Twitter, pictures of you two together. He has been told it is to “soften his image with the older population”. But the pictures are just so bad. They’re these out of focus shots both of you at the beach or awful angles of you eating something. His obligatory wedding photo is something the photographer took with the caption “”. Bakugo hates having to make shit up. He’s so bad at it.
Neediness - Katsuki is surprisingly clingy. When you’re outside the home there’s little to no PDA. However, get him after a long day of work or weeks away on a mission, he’s attached at the hip. He wants your fingers in his hair to scratch at his scalp. He wants your soft skin against his because he’s tired of feeling the itch of his sweaty costume against him. And he wants you to tell him how much you missed him, because there is always a part of him that worries you’re being neglected here at home.
Name calling - Whenyou first got married Katsuki just called you by your name, but he had an interesting way of addressing you outside of the home. Sometimes his coworkers would ask how things were being a newlywed and he’d reply “I spent the weekend with my dumb fucking wife. It was a great weekend”. Needless to say, most people couldn’t tell what he meant, but you knew it was mostly a joke. The other part of you knew it was just his was way of deflecting how awkward he felt being affectionate. His other favorite names include; woman, bitch ass, and darling.
