Unveiled Winds || Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Chapter 14 - Training Trials

After everything that went down at the press conference, you've been pretty cautious about dealing with the media. It's tough to keep up the same confident front when you're feeling scrutinized at every turn.

But if you're being honest, it's not just the media mess that's got you tied up in knots—the unexpected turn in your relationship with Bakugou is also bouncing around your head.

Each thought of him brings a mix of uncertainty and an odd sense of anticipation, making it hard to focus on anything else.

With everything that's been going on, you've taken to arriving at the agency earlier than usual, just as the first light begins to creep across the city skyline.

The streets are quieter at dawn, the usual hustle of the city subdued, and it gives you a chance to breathe easier without the constant barrage of attention.

Slipping through the near-empty streets, you appreciate the cool morning air, which helps clear your mind, if only slightly.

The agency building looms ahead, its windows catching the early morning light, a beacon in the still-dark city. You pull open the heavy door, the familiar scent of the place—a mix of industrial cleaners and coffee—greeting you.

Inside, the halls are dimly lit and mostly deserted. Most agents won't start arriving for another hour or so, which gives you the quiet and solitude you crave.

The only sound is your footsteps echoing off the walls as you make your way to the gym, hoping to lose yourself in the rhythm of a workout, and maybe, for a little while, push the swirling thoughts of Bakugou to the back of your mind.

As you approach the gym, the faint echoes of a scuffle begin to grow clearer and more distinct, gradually intensifying as if in sync with the quickening pace of your heartbeat. Initially, it's just a blend of muffled thuds and sharp exhales, but as you draw nearer

With a mix of curiosity and caution, you push open the gym door, half-expecting the room to be bustling with early risers like yourself. Instead, you find the main area deserted, the usual clanking of weights and hum of treadmills absent.

The noise, however, continues unabated, clearly emanating from a more secluded part of the gym designed for sparring and intense training sessions.

Tiptoeing closer, you peer around the doorframe of the sparring room. The sight that greets you is both intense and unexpected: Bakugou and Midoriya, deeply engrossed in a fierce training battle.

They move with a fluidity and ferocity that speaks of long-standing rivalry and an equally deep camaraderie, their actions a blur of motion that showcases their respective strengths and skills.

Bakugou, with his explosive power, sends a barrage of controlled blasts towards Midoriya, who dodges with his characteristic agility, countering with precise, powerful strikes that seem to push Bakugou to his limits.

The air around them is charged with the energy of their duel, each movement a testament to their determination and focus.

You stand there for a moment, unnoticed, watching the intense exchange with a growing realization of the level of dedication and strength it takes to stand where they stand—to fight and to persevere. Despite the initial shock of walking in on their battle, seeing them like this, in their element, stirs a mixture of awe and inspiration within you.

For a brief moment, Midoriya catches your gaze across the room and his face lights up with recognition. He shoots you a smile and lifts his hand in a friendly wave, calling out, "Oh, hey Y/N—"

His greeting is abruptly cut short as Bakugou seizes the momentary distraction to land a solid punch that sends Midoriya staggering back.

You cringe as you watch Midoriya stagger back, wincing at the thought of how much that punch must have hurt. Bakugou, meanwhile, stands proudly, smirking.