Sedative (Katsuki Bakugo x Reader)

The UA School Festival

Slight trigger warning for the first part of this chapter

Your POV

Today was one of the few days that I wasn't at the hospital with Eri. Currently, we were heading to Gym Gamma to train and practice our ultimate moves. I had a new idea for a move, I just wasn't sure I could pull it off. I'd definitely need some support items if I wanted to use this move often.

After putting our costumes on, we all met in the gym where Cementos was working on building up the room for us, "Today we'll continue working on your ultimate moves. If you haven't found a second ability, focus on finding one. If you already have two, then work on refining them until they're flawless."

Kirishima started using his ultimate move: Unbreakable. It was one that he had tested during his work study and the raid. He stood strong before us and shouted, "Bakugo, Sato, Midoriya, Y/N! Please use me as your own personal punching bag!"

"Dude, that sounds super weird," Sato sweat dropped.

Midoriya politely declined, "Sorry, doing some solo work today."

I nodded, "Yeah, me too. Sorry, Kirishima."

"That's okay!" He replied enthusiastically.

Katsuki brushed past Midoriya, their shoulders hitting together, "So, you made any progress yet?"

Midoriya gasped and then his eyes fell, "No, not really."

"What's the matter, nerd? I thought you were gonna surpass me and be number one," he replied. It was partially an insult, but also encouragement. Katsuki just had a weird way of showing it. "Kirishima! Let me Howitzer you!"

"Bring it!"

I laughed a bit and rolled my eyes before making my way over to a secluded area. Once I was far enough away, I sat down on the ground and closed my eyes. I had to remember how I used the move the other day. I hummed in thought as I stared down at my hand. I needed to have some kind of cut where the blood could escape from. I raised my hand slightly and called, "Mr. Cementos?"

Upon hearing me, he turned and made his way over. "What is it, Y/N?"

"Well, until I can get something from the support course, I need something sharp. Could you maybe make something out of cement for me?" I asked, trying to word it as best as possible.

He tilted his head slightly in confusion, but he had known me long enough to know I wasn't going to do something reckless. "Yes, give me a moment." He knelt down and used his quirk to pull up a bit of cement before breaking it off. He started shaping it in his hands, and it was done in a few seconds. Placing it in my hands, he gave me a look as he said, "Be careful, and don't do anything too dangerous."

"Yes, sir," I replied with a smile as I sat back down on the ground. He gave me one last look before walking away. I looked down at the object and saw that it was a small blade made of cement, perfect for what I needed to use it for. I took a deep breath as I placed the blade to my palm, and then cut slightly. The blood pooled in my hand but didn't spill out onto the floor.

Trigger warning ends

I closed my eyes and remembered the surge of power I felt the other day. It was like a warm, almost burning feeling that shot through my entire body. I focused on that feeling and tried to recreate it in my hand.

It took a few minutes, but I began to feel a warm tingling in my hand. I pictured the blood rising up out of my palm and floating in front of me. I hesitated to open my eyes in fear that I'd be disappointed because nothing was happening.