Leave It All Behind - Katsuki Bakugo x reader

Aftermath

A/N: Another super short transision chapter. This is like 500 words and covers the rest of the training. 

You awoke the next morning, bloody gauze glued to the top of your mouth, but other than that, feeling better than ever. Checking the time, you saw it read 5:20, later than you were told to wake up, but given your alarm clock (opposite side of the bed that you had been dying on) had been unplugged, you assumed it was for a reason. 

You slowly got out of bed and walked to your bathroom. Starting the hot water and spitting out the gauze, you stripped off the bloody clothes and put on a bathrobe before sitting on the edge of the bed to check your phone. 

A text from Soumei read "Take your time getting ready this morning. Training starts are 10 this morning. We'll take it easy today until we come to a conclusion on last nights situation." you gave the message a thumbs up and put your phone down, but quickly picked it back up with the sound of another notification. 

B.O Bandit
Holy shit did you hear what happened
5:27

You
Why the fuck are you talking to me?
5:27

B.O Bandit
Shut the fuck up
5:27

B.O Bandit
Whore
5:28

You
Leave me alone.
What happened tho!?
Tell me right now
I wanna know
5:28

B.O Bandit
I'm not telling you
Actually I heard from shitty hair who heard from astronaut bitch
who heard from the green haired fuck that they got into some 
sort of accident.
5:28

You
what the fuck?
Are you being serious?
Also please tell me that your training is a
living hell because I can't
be in this alone
5:29

B.O Bandit
This dumb fuck fucked up my hair
5:29

You 
LET ME SEE YOUR UGLY ASS
5:29
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You internally cried, hoping maybe he'd end up on the new so you could see. However the shocking news of your classmates didn't seem to bother you as much. Maybe it was because 'accident' was too vague, but what you dreaded most was the day to come. 

Undressing once again, you hopped under the hot water, letting it run over your body. It was like heaven on earth. Watching the red water become clear once more, you soaped up, washed everything off, and dried yourself off with a towel, and running your hair through a brush before blow drying it (Or whatvert tf you do). 

Then, changing into a pair of sweatpants and a sports bra, you laid your head down on the bed and relaxed. 

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For the rest of your workplace experience, you trained and trained, patrolled, and then trained some more. By the end you felt nearly wrecked, using your quirk to it's limits and then some more, increasing your power output and time able to use it exponentially each time, but overall, you had a solid grasp on your quirk and it's drawbacks, however unfortunate they may be. 

Soumei's theory was that your quirk didn't need to be developed, rather your body needed to develop. However, the more you used it, the more of the hormone would likely be released. However, in a matter of days you'd managed to catch up to your classmates as you got used to it, and your body accepted it.

Not much more information was given in the coming days about the incident involving your classmates. With that said, your workplace experience was concluded. Wishing the Obsidium agency fairwell, you head back to normal everyday life, or at least as normal as it would get, at least that's what you wished anyways.

On the last day of training, you had been worked to your absolute limit. Like absolute, absolute. So, you were too tired to notice your healing had stopped working, and landed yourself in the hospital with a broken leg and three broken ribs. Coincidentally around the same time Katsuki just so happened to get injured and land himself in the hospital. 

What were the chances!?

--

"Hey room neighbor!" You yelled, throwing Bakugo's hospitals door open and wheeling your wheelchair in.

"What the fuck are you doing in here?"

"Had a bit of an accident, what are you doing?"

"Same here," he scoffed, crossing his arms.

"(y/n)! It's so good to see you again!" Junichiro yelled, walking through the open door. You smiled, greeting him with the same enthusiasm. Junichiro, who you had partnered with in the sports festival, had recently started training under recovery girl to become an on-scene medic. Recovery girl, treating the few other student in your class that had also been injured just days prior, sent Junichiro in to test his healing on you given you'd just heal anyways if he messed up. "Hey, I don't think we've met before, I'm Junichiro," he said with a smile, reaching a handout to Katsuki.

"Who I am is none of your damn business nerd," Katsuki said, completely ignoring the hand Junichiro held out for him, and the fact that Junichiro never asked who he was. "This is my hospital room, now get the hell out."

"Oh, don't be a dick, let's go," you said. Junichiro grabbed the handles of your wheelchair and led you out of the room.

--

"Well, he certainly does have a personality," Junichiro laughed.

"Don't take it personally, he's not really a people person if you couldn't already tell."

"It's fine, I came here to see you actually. Recovery girl wants me to get some more practice in, so I came here to heal you."

He parked your chair next to your bed and knelt down, eye level with your legs. Junichiro rolled up the fabric of your hospital pants, reveling the splints that held the fragile bones together.

"I can't stop this from hurting, but it will feel better soon. I'm going to need you to sit still and bear with me for a minute,"

"I can take it."

Junichiro undid the tight splint, letting your broken legs feel the air for the first time in an hour. It felt as though he were sawing your legs off with every touch. You let a tear slip but held down the screams that teased at your mouth.

He put his cold hands on your legs. Junichiro's palms glowed as his quirk healed your bones. The pain slowly subsided. It had only been a few hours, but you had forgotten what it felt like to not be in constant agony.

"Okay, now, try to stand up, slowly," he said, grabbing your hands. You rested your bare feet on the cold tile floors, slowly putting more and more weight on them.

"I-I'm doing it! You did it!" You laughed, standing up fully.

"Okay, now walk towards me," he instructed, walking backwards until he got to the far back wall. Your legs felt shaky, but that soon subsided, and you walked perfectly fine.

"Thank you so much!" you yelled, embracing the boy in a hug.

"No problem, that's my job isn't it?"

A/N: Ugh I hate this guy.