Werewolf Girl and Boom-Boom Boy [Bakugou x Reader]

Mondays = The Worst

      Congratulations! You have completed your first week at U.A.! Your reward is an overload of information, bruises, sore muscles, and a possible concussion! Things couldn't get better right?!

WRONG! SO, SO VERY WRONG

      Today is Monday! And boy are you in for a trip!

      You woke up to Bakugou setting off little explosions right next to your head. His usual tactic of waking you up when you were extremely late. You immediately jump out of bed and fumble for your gym uniform. Except that your eyes were still practically glued shut with dry sleep and you couldn't see anything beyond the haze. You tripped over a stray shoe as you went for your jacket. Once your already sore body stopped ringing with the impact, you groaned and looked up at Bakugou who just rolled his eyes as he stormed out of your room.

      You snarl before rolling onto your back and sitting up. You take the necessary time it takes to clear your eyes of the haze in order to do the other things needed to get ready for training. You changed into your uniform and were about to run out when Bakugou reappeared with a breakfast on-the-go snack. He wordlessly handed it to you to which you grabbed and ran off full-force to the training grounds.

      You didn't see Bakugou's face as he watched you run off. He totally didn't feel irritated at you. No. Not at all...

      Aizawa's training was actually getting easier in the last couple of days, at least, that's what you'd thought. You were actually sparring the black-haired teacher more than being wrapped up in a tough scarf and being thrown around like a ragdoll. Well, you were impressing him I guess and now he was going at you harder again. You had no chance. He switched up all his normal tactics and you had only just learned the movements that could help you in these situations. They weren't natural to you yet and you were both too slow, and just plain suck at fighting.

      It was a couple hours of brutal face crushing, bone-numbing, muscle bruising powerless fighting. But you tried, until you couldn't even crawl away. He sighed and picked you up in his arms.

       "I'm sorry, kid," he murmured," I'm sorry this is how it is."

      You were too much in shock and pain to even say something sarcastic. You just laid in his arms, stiff and bruised, waiting for him to make it to Recovery Girl's office.

      "Aizawa, if you keep doing this to her, you're going to cause serious, permanent damage to her body!" the short, grey-haired woman snapped and chastised, whacking the much taller man with her syringe cane.

      Aizawa took it with a sigh as he sat down next to you. Recovery Girl's Quirk put you to sleep, so you were blissfully curled up under the blankets as your body repaired itself.

      "Believe me, this is never how I would teach a student," Aizawa said," But I'm under a strict deadline and Nezu's under pressure to perform."

      "Since when has this school become a Hero-Factory and not a school for children to learn and grow in?!" Recovery Girl screeched, throwing her arms out in pure frustration," You know this girl, her abilities, and her limits. Stop trying to fit into the Commission's schedule and do your job! As a Teacher!"

      Aizawa sighed," Tomorrow. Today's already been planned. And unfortunately..."

      He looked over at you with a half-lidded gaze,"... It's not over yet."

      "In that case, let her do something that's fun. She's just a kid after all. She needs to have good experiences after all," Recovery Girl said as she walked away," Actually, that's the Doctor's order. You better give her something enjoyable or I'm going to hit you with my cane again."