Text Back (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader)

No One Else

"Let's wrap this up!" Sekijioru called out with a clap of his hands. "(l/n), Bakugou, you're up next!"

You flicked your gaze up and watched as the crowd of students split to reveal an absolutely vexed looking Bakugou. The blond glared at you as he made his way to the cleared space, hands stuffed in his pockets. Around you, you heard a serenade of whispers mingling in the air.

"Wow, this looks tense doesn't it?"

"It's like the scene before a slaughter..."

"More like watching the final boss up against the princess in a videogame."

Did they not just see you kick Todoroki's ass? Their lack of faith peeved you to no end. What you found the most annoying, however, wasn't their words. It was that even your own 1-B classmates had their doubts. You recognized the myriad of voices as the ones you heard every day.

Even so, Bakugou trudged forward and tugged off his blue UA sweater. As he did so your eyes wandered off to his very prominent shoulders in the black muscle shirt he wore.

Ohhh myyyy gooodd, You scolded yourself immediately. You could not be looking at him like that right now. You were mad at him and you were about to fight him.

You bit your lip in nervous dismay. That wasn't entirely true. You weren't as angry as you were before. In fact, you didn't even want to kick his ass anymore. Even though his stupid face made you angry sometimes, something inside you didn't want to hurt him.

Just then, you heard Bakugou scoff. "Aizawa-sensei, is this really necessary?" He drawled.

"What do you mean, Bakugou?" Aizawa raised an eyebrow at his student.

"It's obvious I'm not gonna lose to some little 1-B princess, so why should I go through the effort in fighting her?" The ash blond shook his head with a breathy laugh. "Spare me the energy. I'm done here." He turned on his heel and made to leave.

FUUUUUCCKK NOT HURTING HIM NOW

"You pompous, over-inflated sack of shit!!!" Your booming voice resonated amidst the band of students bringing them to a cold silence. Your feet were suddenly moving on their own heading straight towards the core of all your fury. Your arm flew back and swung at him.

But the punch never landed. Instead, it crashed into Bakugou's open palm.

Angry tears filled your eyes despite your resentment for them being there. "Why do you act like such a jackass? You put yourself on a high pedestal and treat everyone else like shit! I'm sick of it!" You shouted. You threw another fist at him but he easily shoved it away.

"Do you really think you're the best thing to happen to this damn school? Do you honestly hold yourself at such a high regard that you'll dismiss everyone else!?" Your voice felt raw against your throat, but the words never stopped spilling out. Neither did your advances at him.

You struck punch and after punch at the blond with no real aim but to land. Your rage was blind and scornful as you exhausted your energy into every attack. You couldn't care where you hit him so long as you did.

But no matter how much force you put in, Bakugou still managed to block or dodge you. He showed no other emotion other than focus as he quickly guarded your fists and kicks.

"I'm such an idiot! I fell right into that 'I-can-be-understanding' bullshit! " You let out in frustration. "Why the fuck did I think you could be different!? That you had some semblance of humanity!?" Sweat and tears ran down your burning hot face as your heart throbbing against your ribs. Your breath came out in ragged sighs all the while you incessantly pounded at the boy. "You will always be the same stupid, conceited asshole who doesn't care about anyone! Not even those who are close to you! You're just FUCKING BULLY WITH A MASSIVE, CANCEROUS EGO!!"