In The Ring(Bakugou Katsuki x fem! POC Reader)

Chapter One

The putrid smell of sweat wafted in and out of the atmosphere, making some plug their noses in disgust. An eerie creaking filled the ears of those watching in slight interest, followed by the harsh grunts and groans of a male individual. The constant sound of rubber rubbing against ones closed fists caused some to wince, while others grinned at the display of strength.

A man bounces back and forth on his feet, keeping his hands close to his face as he pushes an arm forward to make contact with the large punching bag in front of him. He breathes deeply, snapping the elongated limb back to his center. His feet lightly tap against the hardwood floors as he winds up for another punch.

"Hey man, don't wear yourself out. You have a match after this you know."

A lighthearted voice cuts through the tense atmosphere, making the spectators groan and trail their feet away from the scene. A male wearing a white tank top and black shorts jogs up to the other, clapping him on his shoulder. His spiked up red hair was a spectacle on its own, and his sharp white teeth resembled a sharks making some shutter in fear.

"Tch, I fucking know that shitty hair." The male responds, slapping the hand which was placed on his shoulder off of him with a sneer.

The male in question had spiky ash blonde hair and stunning crimson red eyes. He wore a simple black tank top, which seemed to hug all of his pulsating muscles, and black shorts.

The red haired male laughs, placing his hand in his pocket while shifting from left to right on his feet.

"You ready to kick ass Bakugou?"

Bakugou smirks tauntingly, wrapping his hands up in boxing tape. His crimson eyes narrow in determination as he leans down to grab his dark navy blue bag.

"Fuck yeah!"

The two massive men make their way into a locker room, loudly shutting the door behind them. Bakugou slams his bag on one of the many benches, afterwards opening a locker and grabbing three items out. He roughly shuts the locker and walks towards the red haired male. In his arms lay a orange and dark green robe, as well as two orange boxing gloves. He shoves the items next to the male, harshly shoving the robe on his upper body.

"Kirishima, who the fuck am I fighting again?" Bakugou asks, pushing his gloves on his enclosed fists. Kirishima leans his head back against the lockers, his fiery red hair contrasting with the cool blue tone.

"Uhh I think his name was Yo Shindo." He replies, crossing his arms.

Bakugou begins to rock back and forth on the balls on his feet, tilting his head side to side to loosen his muscles. He swings his arms back and forth, his broad shoulders tensing as he does.

"Dude after this match we need to find you a new coach. I can't believe you scared the other one off." Kirishima sighs, locking eyes with Bakugou's fierce gaze.

"Oi, it's not my fucking fault he was a weakling." He bluntly responds, continuing to bounce on the balls of his feet.

"Yeah yeah I know, but really we need to get-."

"Katsuki Bakugou, your opponent is ready." A monotone voice interrupts Kirishima, making the men turn their heads. A male with shaggy black hair and soft brown eyes inserts his head from behind the door. He waves his hand back and forth, beckoning the men to hurry up. Bakugou huffs, making his way to the door.

"You got this man, I'll be watching in the audience."

"Tch, I'll fucking win."

Bakugou disappears, the door closing behind him. Kirishima makes his way towards the stands, ticket in hand. He hands his ticket to a large male standing at the entrance, the man glances at the ticket then back at Kirishima, nodding in approval. Kirishima enters the auditorium, fans cheering in anticipation. He walks down the steps to find his seat B12. He glances at each row until he finds it, he looks up at the ring and smiles.