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

Chapter Fourteen

The day of the match.

Katsuki's POV

Katsuki sighs, throwing his head back against his head board with closed eyes. His hands tightly grab onto the comforter, the soft cotton fabric brushes the underside of his palm, making him shiver. His blonde spiky locs skims his tan forehead, causing him to release his grip on his bed, and bring a hand up to push his hair back.

Ring....Ring....Ring

Katsuki growls, his crimson red irises shooting up and darting over to his phone. He lifts his toned body from leaning on his head board, reaching over to look at his phone. He blinks rapidly, looking at the caller ID. Afterwards he swiftly picks up the phone, pushing it against his ear.

"Hello?" He says gruffly, scratching the underside of his chin.

"Hey Suki." A soft delicate voice answers. There was a slight hardness to her tone causing him to believe that she just woke up as well.

Katsuki smirks, throwing his body over the edge of his bed and walking towards his bathroom. "The fuck do you want Princess?"

"Dont be rude to me asshole." Y/N sighs. Shuffling could be heard from her side as well, leaving Katsuki to wonder what she was doing.

"Yeah yeah whatever. The hell did you call me for?"

"You know the match is today, right?"

Katsuki groans, leaning over his sink to grab his toothbrush. He places his phone on the counter, tapping on it once and clicking the speaker button. Afterwards he reaches for his toothpaste, putting it on his brush and shoving it in his mouth. "Yeah, why?"

"Then where the hell are you?" Y/N speaks harshly into the phone, her voice tired.

Katsuki raises an eyebrow, spitting out the remainder of toothpaste. He leans down to grab his mouth wash, swishing it around a couple of times before spitting it out. "The fuck do you mean where am I? At home dumbass." He walks over to his shower to grab his wash cloth, pushing it under his sink and running warm water on it. He watches as it absorbs the water, afterwards slightly ringing it out and rubbing it on his face.

"The match starts in 15 minutes Katsuki. Where the hell are you?"

Katsuki scoffs, drying off his face and exiting the bathroom and walking towards his closet. "Like I said, I'm at fucking home. Stop worrying, I'm not going to be fucking late, Princess." He quickly grabs his dark green silk shorts and a black tank top, throwing it on himself.

"You better not be. Get here in 10 minutes." She hangs up, leaving Katsuki listening to the dull beep.

He groans, harshly pushing his bedroom door open and walking out of it. "She's lucky I fucking like her ass." He walks into his work out room, grabbing his black gym bag. He then stomps down the stairs, grabbing a crisp green apple and walking out of his front door, locking it behind him.

Timeskip

"Hey Bakubro! You're finally here!" Kirishima walks towards the grumpy man, clapping a hand on his broad shoulder. Katsuki shrugs it off, plopping on the cold metal bench next to him. He throws his bag on the hardwood floor, reaching up to place a hand on his neck, rubbing it to stop the tension.