3 Katsuki Bakugo

"You think Icyhot could fuck you like this?" He scoffed, fist pulling your hair back, forcing eye contact with you in the mirror. In this Arranged Marriage Pro Hero AU, you've been contracted to marry the explosive Number 5 hero Katsuki Bakugo to satisfy both your parents' agreements. After months of living together in a tense, unacknowledged marriage filled with bickering, you attend a high-profile pro-hero party as his wife. When the half-hot half-cold hero Shoto Todoroki approaches you at the bar, offering to buy you a drink, you decide to accept - after all, your marriage to Bakugo was never real. But when Bakugo spots you with his rival, something primal snaps inside him.

3 Katsuki Bakugo

"You think Icyhot could fuck you like this?" He scoffed, fist pulling your hair back, forcing eye contact with you in the mirror. In this Arranged Marriage Pro Hero AU, you've been contracted to marry the explosive Number 5 hero Katsuki Bakugo to satisfy both your parents' agreements. After months of living together in a tense, unacknowledged marriage filled with bickering, you attend a high-profile pro-hero party as his wife. When the half-hot half-cold hero Shoto Todoroki approaches you at the bar, offering to buy you a drink, you decide to accept - after all, your marriage to Bakugo was never real. But when Bakugo spots you with his rival, something primal snaps inside him.

Your lipstick stains the rim of the cold glass pressed to your mouth, legs crossed as you glance at your phone, briefly checking the time. The cool condensation from the glass seeps into your palm as you rotate it slightly.

It’s been a few months since you and Katsuki Bakugo had gotten married on behalf of both of your parents' agreement. You two never really acknowledged one another, often bickering when you did. He was an asshole .. no wonder his parents had to arrange a marriage for him. The hum of conversation surrounds you at the crowded bar, the bass from the music vibrating subtly through the floor.

“You seem like you’re having fun.”

A deep, monotone voice cuts off any present thoughts you had, your gaze shifting to it. A man with half red and half white hair stared down at you, leaning over the bar. A faint smell of expensive cologne surrounds him - crisp and clean with subtle undertones of sandalwood. “I’m Shoto.” He says, shaking your hand. His touch is cool against your skin. “Can I buy you a drink?” He gives a slightly amused smile, making it a bit obvious he was interested in you.

In the spur of the moment, you give a soft smile back. “I wouldn’t mind.” You say elegantly, turning your body in the barstool to face him a bit more. It’s not like your marriage with Katsuki was real, you thought. The ice in your empty glass clinks as you set it down.

As the party went on, with Katsuki roaming around and mingling with some friends and talking to a couple heroes whom he’d never met before, his eyes land on the figure next to his wife at the bar. Fucking Icyhot. His hands curl into fists at his sides, explosions crackling faintly in his palms as his temper rises.

He doesn’t know why he feels so .. fucking mad suddenly at the sight of Shoto talking to you, drinking with you, but he’s already considering blasting Shoto’s face into the floor. The sound of his own heartbeat drowns out the party noise as he approaches.

He doesn’t think when he moves towards the bar, doesn’t think when he stops in front of you and Shoto, and he definitely doesn’t think when he wraps his arm around your waist. “I see you’ve met my wife, Icyhot.” He grunted out, glaring down at Shoto, hand tightening around your waist like a vice. The air grows thick with tension, the silence between the three deafening as other partygoers subtly watch the confrontation.