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Ochako's Daddy: a #kacchako fic with MAJOR NARUTO SPOILERS.

Yes, you heard me. MAJOR NARUTO SPOILERS. But welcome back #SpicyOcha ;)

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Kaminari, Sero, Kirishima, and Ashido all made it their goal to get Blasty together with his crush. Ever since Bakugou let it slip that he had a crush on Uraraka, the squad’s matchmaking attempts were nonstop.

Well, not so much let slip, more like they translated the Baku words “Did you see Cheeks kick the shit out of Four Eyes today? Fucking brilliant” to “Fuck, I’m in love.”

Ashido invites her to eat lunch with them but Uraraka has to refuse. She tutors first years in science during lunch.

Kaminari invites her to play video games with them but she prefers the arcade experience to console games.

Sero invites her to dinner, but she is saving money for a new U.A. gym outfit.

Kirishima invites her to their study session but Uraraka trains at night stating that it helps her sleep.

The squad was beginning to think Uraraka was specifically avoiding Bakugou - or worse, them - when on the walk to Gym Gamma for class one day, Asui lets it slip that Uraraka hasn’t been sleeping well due to stress for a mission she was picked for by Miruko.

“Yeah, she is so wound up she is a moment from crying,” Asui nods solemnly. “Momo has been giving her soothing teas to try and calm her nerves and stomach but it’s no longer working.”

Kirishima pulls at his hair as guilt flushes down his spine. “Oh, man! I had no idea!” Now that he thinks about it, her cheeks weren’t as pink or round lately. It also makes sense why Bakugou had been in a fouler mood than usual.

“Can you imagine feeling like that and then having all of us bombard her with invitations all week? Sheesh.” Sero seems to share the sentiment with Kirishima.

The group pauses on their walk, gripping their chins, trying to solve the problem without revealing their original plan to Asui. The last thing they needed was the couple involved to become... Well involved.

“Wait. Tsu, when is she supposed to go on this mission?” asked Ashido.

Asui cocks her head, eyes moving back and forth as if reading a calendar. “She goes out tomorrow and should be in the clear when she returns on Friday. Why?”

“What if we had a class hangout? If we have it Friday, she can be relaxed and enjoy herself!”

“I don’t know," said Sero. "You know how sometimes missions can be draining. Maybe we should look into Saturday?”

“I think Saturday would be best but you’ll have to clear with Momo and Tokoyami.”

“Don’t worry about that. I’ll get it handled,” Kaminari smiles, jabbing his thumb into his chest. “I know how to get my bandmates to agree.”

After Kaminari failed, Kirishima and Ashido were able to obtain the approval of the class representatives for a class kickback to help them all relax during a stressful quarter. The plans were set and Ashido refused to stop jumping around as happiness overflowed.

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Unfortunately, when you try and meddle into someone’s love life, the forces that be like to fuck with you.

Imagine everyone’s surprise when an hour into the kickback hosted in the common room, the sweetheart of class A comes stumbling, tipsy on tequila that Miruko had offered her earlier that day during the debrief.

And oh boy, it is a riot.

“Oh my gosh, you guys this is amazing!” Uraraka giggles spinning in a circle when she sees Kirishima, Ashido, and Bakugou hanging out by the kitchen island bar. “You have no idea how much I needed this. Oops, hide me!” she dances behind Bakugou as Iida approaches.

Her cheek is flat against his back, fingers dancing along his sides. Bakugou tries to tell her to stay still but Iida arrives too quickly.

“Did I just see Uraraka over here? Todoroki mentioned her lack of balance coming in, and I wanted to check on her.”

“Lay off Four Eyes, or did you forget you aren’t class rep anymore?” Bakugou sneers before shuddering. He frowns, knocking his elbow behind him. Iida frowns, glancing down at Bakugou’s arms before Kirishima’s clearing throat seems to refocus the conversation.

“Ah. Yes, you’re right Bakugou. Well, still. Whenever you see her, send her to me. Oh, and you two,” he turns to Kirishima and Ashido who were trying to not laugh at Bakugou trying to hide a clearly drunk Uraraka.

Uraraka seems to be tickling Bakugou’s sides, thrilled to get a rise out of him, while Bakugou struggles to keep a generic unamused Baku face. “Good job with all of this. I was worried that someone would try and spike the punch.”

A loud snort from Bakugou is covered by a coughing fit.

“Ah well nope! No one intoxicated here… oh is that Midoriya waving at you? Bye Iida!” Ashido pulls on Kirishima’s arm toward Bakugou. Thankfully Iida doesn’t follow them.

Kirishima and Ashido share an excited hug as they observe Bakugou and Uraraka. Bakugou has turned around, towering over a giggling Uraraka with his hand over her mouth.

His other hand is on her waist attempting to keep her on her feet, but what has them pausing is the look of pure adoration on his face; his eyes are soft and full of mirth as the corners of his mouth twitch between smiling and frowning.

Uraraka pulls his hand from her mouth but keeps it close to her cheeks.

This is it. The perfect moment for them to confess. Kirishima feels Ashido pull away from him and he panics. "No Mina, wait!"

“So Chako-chip, you interested in anyone?” she asks, coyly.

Kirishima tightens his grip on her elbow preparing for the worst. Bakugou and Uraraka both have a way of overreacting with their quirks when they are flustered and this intimate moment could be ruined by Mina's incessant nagging.

There was about to be a drunk embarrassed floaty and an exploding freaking-out gremlin.

Bakugou freezes, a shiver traverses his spine, visible to the naked eye. Uraraka seems to melt further into him as if her quirk was turning into a liquid.

She cocks her head toward Ashido but doesn't show signs of recognition of the question, moving to barely touch the blush sitting Bakugou's cheeks.

Just as Ashido opens her mouth to ask again, Uraraka responds. "Hmm? Oh yeah, Shikamaru could fuck me silly and I’d thank him.”

Bakugou and Kirishima both collapse slightly at the knees while Ashido starts cackling. "No Ochako. In real life! Not your fake crushes!"

"Excuse you, Shikamaru is Daddy and my love for him is very real!" Uraraka's body is completely pressed against Bakugou; her hands move up his arms to circle around his neck.

Kirishima wishes he had a camera to photograph Bakugou's face as it flips from confusion, satisfaction, and a hint of fear. Too bad Uraraka doesn't seem to realize what she is doing as she continues with her conversation.

"You're just jealous because you chose a guy that died when Naruto needed him the most. Fucking Toad Sage my ass."

Ashido nervously glances over to Kirishima, looking at his hair, then face, before shaking her head and pointing at her best friend.

"How dare you drag him through the mud! And stop spilling my secrets we're talking about you!"

"Uh-huh. So I shouldn't say how you've been trying to convince Eijirou to grow his hair out to match a certain pervert," Uraraka lifts one hand off Bakugo's neck to make air quotes, "to 'honor your dead husbo' for the last three weeks? Silly me."

Bakugou bites his lip to stop the sputtering laugh.

"Ah! Spoilers!" complains Kirishima."Come on, I'm behind! Now I know death is coming!"

Ashido turns a dark pink all over.

How dare her best friend tell her secret crush to her actual crush when she is 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 to get her a boyfriend! Or at the very least a really good 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠. “Ochako!” Ashido stomps her foot at her friend

“Mina!” Ochako repeats the motion, clearly teasing her friend. She stumbles into the stomp, snorting as Bakugou catches her and picks her up to sit in a bar chair nearby. Some cheering behind the four draws their attention for a moment— Why is Kaminari swinging on Sero’s tape?

— but the conversation finally clicks with Bakugou.

"What the fuck is up with you and that lazy ass? He isn't even the main character!"

"Just because he isn't the main character doesn't mean I can't fixate on him. Geez, Bakugou, you're no fun," she says as she points a finger into his chest playfully. “Besides have you seen him? Cause oh my god, I could talk about ℎ𝑖𝑚 all night.”

Her eyes flutter lightly into the last phrase.

“Don’t test her, she can,” Ashido mutters quietly. “Look why don’t you give us the TLDR? The boys have things to do.”

“Things or people?” The trio sputters again, as Uraraka just smiles at their reactions.

“Okay Cheeks,” Bakugou frowns, tapping her forehead. “I think we should get you some water before you say something you might regret."

"I'll never regret talking about Daddy Shikamaru!" Uraraka exclaims, folding her arms across her chest.

"It's not my fault you remind me of him, how am I supposed to stop when you are standing right there?"

And at that moment, Kirishima knew his best friend had stopped functioning.

If one could summarize Bakugou's facial reaction right there in the kitchen, it would read "404 Error - Not Found." Uraraka winks toward Kirishima and Ashido as she lightly tugs Bakugou’s shirt to bring him close, and wraps her legs around him.

Ashido and Kirishima share a look. 𝑊𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛’𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦.

“I mean seriously, the way that he stays calm and cool while hiding his intelligence is crazy. But when he snaps, the brilliance of emotions behind his eyes takes my breath away. On top of his brooding look? No-nonsense attitude? Fuck me up please.”

Ochako unpacks as if she didn’t just confess her desires for a fictional character she compared Bakugou to.

“You don’t actually mean fuck you up, do you?” Ashido knows the answer to this, but she lets Bakugou inquire.

Kirishima narrows his eyes like he is watching a tape of a rescue mission.

“Of course I do!” Uraraka huffs slowly drawing her fingers up his chest, “His broad shoulders hold the weight of his passion,” she slightly massages his shoulders before dancing down his arm, “His strong arms able to hold me down or throw me around?”

“Sounds like you need a bib there, Ochako.” He lightly swipes a thumb over her chin. Bakugou’s eyes are no longer teasing, but darkening into something new. Almost daring Uraraka to keep going.

"Mhmm,” her hands move back up his arms again as she continues.

“The way he gets annoyed by his friends but he helps them anyway. God, what I wouldn't give for him to roll his eyes at me.”

"He sounds like a real keeper, what a drag'" Bakugou rolls his eyes at her in return.

"I do wish his waist was a little more...snatched," Ochako says eyeing Bakugou's torso. "But that's ok, I can get my fix through 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 means," she says with zero discretion while chewing on her bottom lip.

"Hey Bakugou, have you ever thought about adding mesh to your hero costume by chance? I think it could really help accentuate 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 whole area," she adds, circling her finger near his pectorals with hungry eyes.

Uraraka has always been blunt but Jesus Christ, where did this come from?

“Um, Chako? This may be crazy,” Kirishima starts, “but it sounds like you’re actually describing my best buddy Katsuki Bakugou there.”

“What?” She faces Kirishima and Ashido for the first time, chilling them with a wide-eyed, 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑟 look. “Oh, that’s weird. Well, I guess I should try something then.”

She grips the sides of Bakugou’s face, pulling his ear to her lips, whispering. The onlooking couple leans forward trying to catch whatever she was saying, but it is too late.

In a blink of an eye, a dark red takes over Bakugou’s neck and face up to his hairline before it disappears, leaving a feral smile. And in another, Bakugou pulls a once again giggling Uraraka toward the elevators.

Kirishima and Ashido continue to stare at the elevators trying to process what just happened when Sero comes to fetch them for a ping pong tournament. Funny enough, no one heard from Bakugou or Uraraka until the next morning when Ashido’s text message was finally answered.

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐁𝐁𝐘 (𝟏𝟎:𝟑𝟎 𝐩) 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑦?

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐨-𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐩 (𝟓:𝟑𝟎 𝐚) 𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑦?

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐨-𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐩 (𝟓:𝟑𝟐 𝐚) 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑦𝑒𝑠 ;)

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This was quick one!

I hope it makes you smile as you make me smile. I love you dearly <3

Catch it on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26097232