25: Training with the Hot-Head

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"Oi, you can do better than that headset." Bakugou had Y/n pinned underneath him. A hand over your face, ready to set off his explosions. You sighed as he got off you and sat up. How many times you've lost count after the 42ed. Hell you'd forgotten why you were even here. You stared blankly at your lap, a hand entered your vision. You looked up to see Bakugou with his hand out. "You gonna sit there all day, hurry up before I change my mind," he grumbled. He stared quietly his face—for the first time—blank.

You accepted it and he hoisted you up. "Thanks I guess," you mumbled dusting yourself. He stared at you "Tsk." He tucked his hands into his pant pockets and kicked at the ground.

"What's wrong anyway? From what I remember you could easily hold your own against me." He closed the distance between you. Y/n stood there staring blankly, not quite registering the sudden lack of distance between the two. "So I ask again; what's wrong?"

"Nothing—"

"Don't give me that crap!" he shouted, interrupting you. "This is about your back isn't it?" Your breath hitched and you eyes seemed to focus slightly,

"How do you—"

Wrong thing to say dammit!

"The girls weren't really quiet last night," he answered, his eyes never leaving yours. His deep scarlet hues were captivating and you felt vulnerable under them. You broke eye contact, something you don't do first. But it was like he was staring into your soul, reading you like an open book. "I don't know the details and I can't speak for the others. But don't expect any special treatment from me Headset." You snapped your head up, not quite believing what you just heard. "I won't be holding back just because you've been whipped. I won't coddle you, so quit acting like a bitch about it!"

You stood there perplexed, was he trying to...make you feel better. You felt tears prick your eyes. His crimson ores widened in surprise, "O-oi what's wrong now?" Your hand went up covering your mouth, your head bowing slightly. He reached for you, he hesitated his fingers inches from your trembling form. He cursed under his breath when his thoughts went to Todoroki.

Without a word, he placed his hand on your head. Pulling so it was resting against his shoulder. Your eyes widened and you glanced at him from the corner of your eye. His usual frown was missing but he wasn't smiling either. He actually looked gentle for once. "I mean what I said I won't treat you any different Y/n," he whispered as he pulled away.

"Thanks Bakugou—"

"Now back to training!!" He pushed you head back before propelling himself backward, a devilish smirk on his face. "GIMME EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT HEADSET!!" he shouted as he landed, skidding back a little.

...

He seriouslyI don't even....UGH

"YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT!!"

"YES NOW HURRY IT UP!"

"FUCK YOU!"

"GLADLY!"

...

"Heh."

...

It took Y/n a second to realize what he meant, her ears turned a deep shade of red. She gritted her teeth, I'm about to murder this chiwawa! You teleported behind him. You reeled your arm back and crystalized it to pack a harder punch, "You really are an asshole!" Y/n growled before hitting him from behind. Effectively sending Bakugou flying into a tree headfirst.

And also cracking it in half, whoops might have gone a little overboard there, you thought sweat-dropping. You watched as he blasted the barks before making a beeline for you. "That's the way I like it Headset!" he said smirking as he threw a punch of his own. You easily batted it away,

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