SELF/CONTROL (katsuki bakugou x reader)

hurt (short)☆

Unedited☆ﾟ.*

I would have fainted, if it wasn't for Katsuki continuously yelling at me to stay away on our trip to recovery girl. He told me he didn't care if I was injured, he would punch me if I began drifting off, and I believed him. I had no reason to not trust him, he'd punch me if I took some of his curry without his explicit permission.

So, after Recovery Girl fixed me up (and reprimanded me for being so careless), I sat in the tent, watching Katsuki's match with bated breath. It was like watching a horror movie, me yelling at the screen to run the other way or not do whatever he was doing.

I could feel the anger radiating off of Katsuki's body from here, and wondered what the hell the instructors were thinking pairing Deku and him up. They don't trust each other, they don't even like each other. How were they supposed to take down the #1 Pro Hero together?

"They're the absolute worst team, those two." Recovery girl surmised, and I nodded in agreement.

"You read my mind." I replied in a distracted voice.

Seeing Katsuki's face on the screen after All Might's appearance confirmed what I had thought, Katsuki had let go of rationality, he was blood hungry. He was going to do whatever it took to win, and this made my stomach flip. I let out a stuttered breath as I leaned forward, awaiting the next action.

I flinched and gasped, raising my hand to my mouth when All Might threw Katsuki to the ground. I bit down on the inside of my cheek to prevent me from gasping out again, which I knew would be a pain throughout this match.

"I will win because that's what heroes do." Katsuki growled in response to whatever Deku said. I tensed my grip on the table that was in front of me, joints turning white from the grip.

"You two are so alike." Recovery Girl mused and I turned to her, not taking my attention fully off the monitors.

"How so?" I inquired, flinching again as All Might appeared and letting a pathetic choked sob as All Might punched Katsuki, lifting a hand tentatively to cover my eyes as I peaked through them to watch how it unfolded.

"It was hard for him to watch your match when it started going south on you." She disclosed and my eyes widened. It was hard for him to watch me get hurt?

"He was so enthralled with your match, muttering things and so rapt that he didn't even tell Midoriya to shut up when he was ranting about your fighting skills." Recovery Girl continued, and I felt tears begin to fall down my cheeks without my permission. I swallowed thickly as Katsuki began talking, staggering and struggling to stay upright.

"Goddamnit Katsuki." I choked out as Deku punched him. I gasped, looking away fully this time. I couldn't watch him get hurt like this. But you used to be fine with him getting hurt like this, hell, you volunteered to do it yourself multiple times.

I shook my head, internally arguing with myself. But it's not the same as it used to be. I used to despise the kid, and now I think I might love him. Love, jesus. I didn't think I believed in the emotion. But then this hot headed asshole strolls into my life and rips all my walls down. And I let him. And now I'm going to get hurt again, because I know he doesn't think of me in that way.

I violently shook my head, hitting my temples with my palms as if to force the ideas out of me head. Focus.

I had distracted myself, gasping as Deku released one of Bakugou's grenades. I began biting my nails, a habit I thought I had ditched long ago. But as the fight continued, I seemed to have resorted to any coping mechanism I could consider.

The fight continued like this, Deku and Katsuki were so close before All Might stopped them, holding Deku and Katsuki under foot. I felt the rage boil in me. Of course he's just holding Deku and grinding Kacchan into the floor, fucking favoritism.

I was itching in my seat, I couldn't just sit and watch this happen. I stood up, chair skidding a little from the abruptness, as I began pacing, trying to gain my composure, but as I saw Katsuki stop moving, I didn't think I could keep it anymore.

"You know, when this happened to you, he ran to you." Recovery girl discreetly encouraged, as if giving me permission. I nodded and took off, sprinting to the arena. It wasn't far, but you had to run through thick foliage. I didn't care though, parting trees in my way like the red sea. I ran into All Might, literally, who was carrying Katsuki.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO HIM, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A HERO, NOT A FUCKING SADIST!" I screamed with so much ferocity it rivaled that of Katsuki's. I could feel heat radiating from me, and not the anger kind. Leaves near me caught on fire, beginning to curl up and smoke out as I stared up at the 'hero'. When All Might didn't have a response other than looking down on me in pity, I continued my tirade.

"I DON'T CARE IF THIS WAS A FUCKING EXERCISE, YOU HURT HIM, AND THAT MAKES YOU A SHITTY FUCKING PERSON." I wasn't even thinking my sentences through, just letting my emotions spew.

"You of all people know that Bakugou is strong enough to handle this." All Might surmised, and I felt myself getting angrier, if that was even possible.

"OF COURSE HE CAN FUCKING HANDLE IT, DO YOU THINK I'M DUMB? HE'S ONE OF THE STRONGEST PEOPLE I'VE EVER MET, HE COULD EASILY TAKE YOU THE FUCK DOWN IF YOU DIDN'T MAKE THE IDIOTIC IDEA TO PAIR HIM WITH DEKU YOU FUCKING-AGH! Just let him go, alright. Just let me carry him, I can't trust you with him." I spread my arms forward, waiting for All Might to place Katsuki in my arms.

"You're too weak, don't be foolish, you can't carry his dead weight." All Might replied, continuing his trek.

"Don't you dare tell me what I can and can't do, don't fucking underestimate me, I'm stronger than you are." I seethed, using my powers (what little power I had left) to transport Katsuki into my arms. I was thankful it worked. The last time I tried to transport something in air besides myself, it didn't reach it's destination in one piece.

I turned curtly on my heel, carrying Katsuki to the tent, ignoring the burning pain that spread from my hurt shoulder.

"You know I heard all of that." Katsuki coughed out, drifting in and out of consciousness.

"I thought you were knocked out." I defended, bringing him closer to me.

"I was, your loud ass voice woke me up." He tried to laugh, but it just hurt him and he flinched.

"Just go to sleep." I demanded softly, nearing the tent.

"Shouldn't you be telling me not to go to sleep?" He asked, bordering consciousness, and before I could reply, he was knocked out. I sighed in relief, dropping him lightly onto one of the beds. I tucked him under the covers, and waited for recovery girl to work her magic, before climbing into bed with him, my heart rate speeding at the proximity.

Whether it was subconsciously or purposefully, I don't know, but when Katsuki pulled me into his chest, burying his head into my hair and mumbling something, I didn't care. All I cared about was that he was here with me and he was safe. I didn't care what direction this relationship took, as long as he was alright.