My Hero Academia Oneshots

Katsuki Bakugo

your heart and mind were racing as you shoved yourself into a corner. you were trying your hardest to catch your breath and think of a plan, but it's easier said than done. your lungs burned for air after running from them for so long. your gun almost slipped from your hands more than once due to the sweat that coated them. god, you were scared.

PEW!

"hell yeah! suck it, deku!" your boyfriend's harsh words to your classmate made you giggle, almost giving up your spot. he managed to shoot the boy's vest from almost all the way across the arena with his laser gun and, of course, loved the feeling. "and that makes 1,000 points! take that, extras!"

that's what made you nervous. 1,000 points?! how's that even possible? you groaned in disbelief as you checked your own score on your gun. 200 points. phenomenal.

"bakugo! please, stop calling people 'extras'! we're all equal!" iida scolded.

PEW! PEW!

the poor boy gave away his spot with his yelling and didn't even have time to try and move out of the way.

"1,200 points! thanks for being an idiot, glasses!"

ah, how you love your articulate intellectual of a boyfriend.

so here's how laser tag works at this arcade. for a half hour, it's every man for themselves. each person is worth 200 points, but if you shoot them, you get whatever points they earned in addition to that. it's not hard to imagine the utter chaos class 1-a made of this.

mineta was your lucky 200 points, but the others have been making their own work of each other. katsuki has been the front runner for kills.

PEW! PEW!

"ribbit! yaoyorozu!"

and apparently yaoyorozu.

other than that, everyone's mainly been playing defense. but it seems like there's only you, uraraka, ojiro, sero, tokoyami, yaoyorozu, todoroki, and bakugo left.

PEW!

you gasped and looked to your left, where the shot came from to see the silhouette of a large tail swaying. you ducked behind one of the many structures and listened closely for ojiro's footsteps above the yelling on the first level of the arena.

okay, here's your chance. ojiro is a big guy, which gives you a big target. you can do this-

PEW!

oh, my god, no. you definitely can't. run, hoe, run!

you sneak behind the structure and ojiro, trying to tip toe away. emphasis on trying. he whips around and you yelp, slamming your finger on the trigger.

PEW! PEW! PEW! PEW! PEW! PEW!

"(name)! (name)! you got me, chill!"

you cracked open an eye to see his vest glowing red. you punched the air in celebration.

"nice game, ojiro."

"you too, (name)," he turned over his shoulder before going down the stairs. "you're not a bad shot. i mean, you've lasted this long. just chill out. i'm rooting for you."

you nodded in thanks and smiled. maybe you're not that bad of a shot. you checked your gun again. 400 points. slowly, but steadily, you were making your way up the ranks. you dusted off your shoulders in pride and held your gun at the ready as you shuffled across the level. you looked up at the scoreboard to see who was left and immediately your whole body started sweating.

OUT: Yuga Aoyama, Mina Ashido, Tsuyu Asui, Tenya Iida, Ochaco Uraraka, Mashirao Ojiro, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Rikido Sato, Mezo Shoji, Kyoka Jiro, Hanta Sero, Fumikage Tokoyami, Shoto Todoroki, Izuku Midoriya, Minoru Mineta, Momo Yaoyorozu

REMAINING: (full name) — 400 PTS, Katsuki Bakugo — 2,400 PTS, Toru Hagakure — 600 PTS

oh, no. if bakugo is one of the final people, you're done for.

now, (name) and bakugo are definitely in love, don't misunderstand. she is his rock, seemingly the only thing that can calm him down. he never raises his voice at her and she never fails to stand up to him. that's why they go so well together. they know each other like the back of their hands. so she knows that he won't go easy on her. he is her biggest believer and promised to never just let her win a fight.

so you can bet your ass he's gonna take her down as hard as he can.

you leapt down the stairs, two at a time, and scanned your surroundings. you froze as soon as you saw familiar ash blond spikes.

well, shit.

he turned at the sound of footsteps, a shit-eating grin on his face. his teeth glowed in the black light of the arena, making him look like the cheshire cat. he wore a black muscle shirt, black jeans, and a jean jacket to the arcade, but it seems as though he shed the jean jacket for the game, exposing his toned arms for you. the vest hugged his muscular chest well and he cradled the gun in strong hands.

you walked up to bakugo and pushed him against the structure behind him. "lookin' good, babe."

"what-?! what the hell are you doing?!"

you placed on open mouth kiss on his collarbone, feeling him squirm. "you look amazing in that shirt. why don't you wear it more often?"

"i just might from now on," he laced his fingers in your hair, pulling your face up to his for one of his passionate kisses.

PEW!

seconds of silence.

"you bitch."

you giggled and jumped around in triumph. "i can't believe that worked! oh, my god!"

"i can't believe it either," he dragged a hand down his face and shook his head. "you're manipulative, you know that?"

"only when i wanna win," you pecked his cheek before grabbing his hand. "now let's get out of here, loser."

"I JUST GOT SECOND PLACE THAT'S NOT LOSING!"

you threw your head back and laughed.

"well, actually, third place."

PEW!

you looked down at your vest to see it glowing red and looked up in front of you. a floating vest and gun stood, jumping around.

"i forgot about you, hagakure! damn!"

"i win! i win!" she cheered

you slapped your forehead in defeat and sighed.

"who's the loser now, huh?"

"oh, shut up, katsuki."