✿ 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 ✿ Bakugo K. x Reader

✿ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ sɪx ✿

✿ ʏ/ɴ ᴘᴏᴠ

“I can't believe you've got a quirk now too, L/N-chan!" Midoriya sighed as he gazed at the 10 coloring pencils frozen in the air. We were sitting in the classroom during recess that day - the day after my quirk had shown up. Around our table were many other kids in our class, watching as I threw more pencils up in the air one at a time, paralysing them in place.

“When are you gonna bring them all down?” A girl behind me questioned.

”I could do this all day!" I respond with a smile. Leaning over to grab a nearby container by my table, I set it in front of Midoriya.

“Can you throw these for me?”

He cocked his head to the side in confusion, “This? Why?”

“I'll show you, silly! Now do it!”

Midoriya hummed in agreement. He reached for the box and swung it up in the air. 

“Charge.” I whispered.

The box instantly flew sideways, whizzing straight past Midoriya's head and out the open window. The green haired boy next to me gasped in fear and flinched. I clapped my hands,

“I've been working on that for ages! I even gave it a name!!”

I remember how proud I felt when those around us begin to gasp and marvel at what I'd just done.

“Waah... your Quirk's so cool, L/N!” Midoriya had then held his hand out for a high five, which I gladly reciprocated.

Not even the sky was my limit as a kid. To be frank with you, I never even had a limit. Everyday, I felt practically unstoppable.

“I can't wait to show Bakugo-kun!”

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“Let's start then!!” eight year old Bakugo Katsuki stood with his arms crossed, determined grin on his face.

It was after school, the last day before summer break. I was in the courtyard with Bakugo, a group of his friends and Midoriya Izuku. The others had formed a semicircle behind the two of us; Bakugo and I stood face to face on the patio.

“We'll see once and for all who has the best quirk out of the two of us!”  

It was around the fifth time that week that the boy had pressured me into having a ‘quirk showdown’ with him - to see who could really be a hero out of us both. After a while of him asking, I gleefully agreed. Only because I cared about impressing Bakugo and earning his favour. 

Looking back on it now, he must've seen it all as a true competition. It was almost as if the thought of us both becoming heroes never crossed his mind. He wanted to be the sole star.

I, on the other hand, wanted to shine along with him.

“For the first round, let's use this area! I'm gonna use that tree right here!”

He pointed to the oak tree with bright green leaves, situated next to the slide by the playground.

“I'm gonna destroy it!”

“Yeah!!"

“You can do it!”

“Show her you're the best!!”

“D-Don't hurt yourself, Kacchan!” In the midst of others' cheers, Midoriya had stood, clamping his hands together nervously. Without even waiting for me to agree, Bakugo lunged towards the tree, pulling both his hands back as an orange glow formed in his palms.