Whipped || K. Bakugou

"Not my damned fault Todoroki-san decided to give my hypothermia." You retorted back, slightly grumbling. "Why don't you carry me or some shit then if you're so fast?"

You had only said your last question as a joke, but Bakugou had took it seriously. He picked you up bridal style, with his arms around your bottom. Your face was buried into his chest, fully red, and your arms were wrapped around his neck.

"And don't fucking use Bakugou-san. Sounds really fucking lame." Katsuki mumbled quietly.

"Alright then, Katsuki-san." You said quietly, wrapping your arms around the boy even tighter.

[A BAKUGOU KATSUKI X READER FANFICTION]