Rainstorm (Bakugo× Male reader)

3. Awkward tension.

Still Bakugo POV:

I woke to my alarm and got dressed to go to school. I took a apple as breakfast and walked to school, while eating.

When I arrived at school I went straight for the gym, since its five o'clock in the morning. I arrived at the changing room and opened the door. I froze and felt the heat in my cheeks.

'Why is he here?'

I shook my head and walked to my locker. I saw that he noticed me. He finished dressing and walked out the door. I signed.

'Looks like the atmosphere around us is gonna be awkward for the next few days.'

I finished dressing and walked towards the gym. I stopped in front of the gym doors and took a deep breath. Letting the breath go I opened the door and walked in. I went for the weights. The training equipment opposite the chesshead.

"H-hey, Bakugo. How'd you sleep?"

I grunted as a reply. He seemed a little irritated of my lack of response. I took the smallest weights and went higher after a few minutes of exercising.

When I went for the bench press, I signed.

"Need help?" Riozaki said.

"Huh?" I asked, he pointed to the bench.

"Do you need someone to help spot? Cuz, I was about to ask for help." He asked with a chuckle.

"Tch, whatever."

I went to the bench and started to bench press. Riozaki stood behind me and waited for me to finish. When I reached my limit I stood up and waited for Riozaki to start his exercise.

"Thanks by the way."

"Tch, its nothing."

He grinned at me and lay down. He started to press and I'm shocked at his limit. His is higher than mine.

"What?"

"Tch, nothing."

"Mkay, but people don't stare at other people for no reason. So are you going to spot me or not?"

After a while I needed to explode something. I looked at Riozaki and saw his fighting style. It's a freestyle fighting style. Random kicks and punches, but strong.

"Oi, chesshead. Wanna spar?"

"Mkay, to be honest I need help with my hand to hand skills."

"Tch, ofcourse you do."

We walked towards the sparroom and decided to not use quirks. We stood in fighting positions. His has no weak spots. He seems calm and collected.

"One question tho." I yelled.

"Shoot!"

"How much and where did you learn to fight?"

"I picked up a few fighting styles and I think I learned from my adoptive family or from play fighting with my biological family."

"Kay, start."

We ran towards eachother and I readied my right hook. I saw him reding a punch to my gut. I used my right hook to block his punch to my gut. He kicked me off of my feet and went to pin me. I used the momentum to pull him to the ground and jump up.

"Gah, that's a nice move." He said standing up. His stamina isn't shitty so this might be fun.

He ran to me and at the last second he slided and tripped me to my knees. He jumped straight back at me and pinned me in place.