In Bloom (Reader x Bakugou Katsuki fic)

Delirious Thoughts: blood loss or love? Eh, who knows who cares

AN: sorry the hiatus was a lot longer then I thought it would be! thank you for reading and please enjoy!!!

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Katsuki reacted faster than you. Blasting the knife out of the air before it could hit. He was used to Reflector's earlier fighting style, but this attack had been aimed to kill, not to give a space for fuck-wipe to get behind the pair of you.

Fuck. Everything hurt. Katsuki's head was pounding. Every time he put his leg down black spots danced in his vision. His arm was heavy at his side. He was in a rough condition to fight. He could do it, of course he could, but this was gonna be fucking hell. It didn't help that you were dead on your feet too, and this asshole looked to be better than the earlier battle.

But kissing you was still fresh in his mind, fresh on his lips, and fuck he felt powerful.

Katsuki was still giddy and maybe a little, pleasantly, dizzy from that. Given the fact that, only a few weeks ago, he'd still been almost convinced he'd never see you again, he didn't try to make fun of himself for the swell of feelings. Even if it was a little ridiculous. Okay, very ridiculous. Especially because it had taken a fucking villain attack for him to grow a pair and do it. And ask you out. Which you had said yes to. After all this was over, and you were back at the dorms, he'd probably tuck away in his room and cheer about that. But in order to get that far, the pair of you had to take down this asshat.

First couple villain battle? That had to be some sort of hero relationship milestone. Obviously, the two of you were gonna be the best couple, so it made sense you were hitting it so early.

Maybe the blood loss was making him delirious. Katsuki hoped the grin spreading across his face came out threatening, not dumb and love-struck, as he felt you squeeze his side.

"Shoulda taken the deal. You know you're gonna lose," Reflector taunted as he missed again.

"Yeah? You're doin' a shit job of getting us so far," you shoot right back.

Katsuki fights the urge to snort. You're definitely carrying this battle so far; in attacks and one-liners. He has to get his act together, but fuck, watching you fight is hot. And the sound of your voice is one of the few things keeping him from blacking out or collapsing. How the fuck did Deku fight with broken limbs?

He can feel your hold on him getting weaker though, as exhaustion continues to creep up on you. He has to do more than blast away knives. Playing defense isn't his style. Surely he can fight with one foot off the ground and one arm fighting against him, increasingly wanting to hang limp with every forced quick movement? If the nerd could do it, of fucking course he could. He had to.

"Oi, what the fuck?" he grunted, your fingers digging into his hip as you yank him behind a tree.

You ignore him. Quickly crouching down to suck the life from the ground, clumps of moss turning brown and shriveled, and then shooting up a wall of cover.

"We need a plan," you pant out.

He blinked slowly, eyes squinty from fresh blood dripping from his head and the ongoing fight against exhaustion. No amount of adrenaline can keep him going forever.

"The plan is to kick his ass."

"Yes, but how?" Your hand flies up to patch a hole in the wall right as the tip of a knife pokes through; before Reflector can get in and attack again.

Katsuki frowns, but he likes that you didn't even try to suggest running away. "Same way we've been doin'."

"Neither of us has landed a hit in a while," you point out, both ignoring the muffled, almost amused call of "cowards" coming from Reflector.