Heatwaves (Katsuki Bakugo x Reader)

Chapter 32 | Dance with me

You wake the next morning cold to the bone. The light from your phone is flashing at you. You turn on the screen and see both his face and name flash across the screen. You are not getting over this easily.

From: Idiot
To: y/n
Can we talk?

You wish you could make the time go back to the day before the tournament. It would have been a message about practice and not this.

From: y/n
To: Idiot
No

You reply quickly, getting it over with. Another message pops up in the same instant. Its from Jiro.

From: Jiro
To: y/n
Hey, wanna get ready for the party together at my place?

The party, definitely not on top of your list of things you want to do today. You should be stronger than this. Debating calling in sick you kick yourself internally. He will not make you this weak.

From: y/n
To: Jiro
Definitely. I’ll be at your place by 3 o’clock.

No backing out now. You go to your desk and sit by the laptop. A small wrapped gift sitting on the table beside it. You had gotten that for Bakugo to give him for his victory at the party. You had thought it would be different. You twirl the ribbon in your fingers and flip the small card over. It reads I knew you could do it porcupine. You push it off to the side.

You don’t feel hungry this morning at all, however you do still feel dirty from yesterday. Putting on a track suit you decide on a run before hitting the shower once more. The day is beautiful and buzzing. You run your usual round and unconsciously you run to the training ground as you’ve done so often these past few weeks. The smell is familiar and you step into the empty room. You will be stronger.

You turn your back and run home to take a shower. Seeking a relief from the cold you feel inside you start the shower at full heat as you let it burn you. In his absence this is the closest you get to the warmth he usually engulfed you in.

When you leave the shower the time is almost go time. You slip into some comfy everyday clothes and pull out the dress you’ve chosen for the party. Looking it over you confirm with yourself that this is the right choice.

You pull on a thin hoodie and grab the things you have packed for your outside and makeup and run to catch the train.

As you get to Jiros neighbourhood you can already tell where she lives without checking the address again. The music is booming from one location and it can only be the Jiro residence.

You ring the bell and to your surprise someone actually hears it. As the door opens the music dimmers down and you are greeted by Kyokas father. A tall figure with long wavy golden hair. “Kyoka!” he calls out while he twirls a plecter between his fingers and pops it between his teeth. Giving his daughter a high five as she comes running to the door. “Great jam session kid” he says.  

She tugs at her jack on the left side as she smiles at you. “Sorry for the noise”.

You hold up a hand. “No worries. Sounded good and like you had fun.” She smiles more.

She grabs your wrist as you finish pulling off your shoes. Jiro then proceeds to drag you up stairs to her room. The place is like a rock museum. Guitars and glitter decking out all the walls. All rooms are heavy in colours with purple being the primary.

The musical girl turns on her stereo at a pleasant volume where you can still talk. “So.” she starts out. “Need to talk?”

You cannot run from it. It’s gotta be all over the news. How could he make such a public display of your fight? You start nodding. Shoto is a good listener but he is still a guy and right now some girl talk might be just what you need. Jiro has been in on the secret for a while and might understand more.