Bakugou x male reader

Part 5

Aizawa helped me train for the sports festival that was coming up.

It was break time now and I was outside at the back.

A shadow lurked over me. The shadow belonged to no other than Bakugou Katsuki.

"What?" I asked rudely.

"After school. At the park." He said.

"Fight again?" I asked unamused.

Bakugou ignored my question and sat down.

"Why are you staying here."

"Why not."

I sighed and took my note/drawing book out of my bag together with a pencil.

I glanced at Bakugou and started drawing him.

"What the hell are you doing, daddy issues?"

"Not my name, so no answer."

"L/n Y/n."

"I'm drawing." I said.

"What are you drawing?"

"Nosy, aren't we."

"So?" He said.

"Seems like you give a shit about me."

"I don't." Bakugou growled.

"Then why ask?"

Bakugou glared at me and lay down.

I continued drawing him until the bell rang.

After school Bakugou pulled me to the park, literally.

"I can walk by myself just fine, thanks." I said.

"Shut the fuck up."

He got ready to attack, so did I.

We went at it for a good 30 minutes before I won.

"God damnit." Bakugou said, grabbing his arm.

I sat down next to him.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"What?"

"Your arm. Your drawback is that it hurts, isn't it."

"...tch."

"Figured. You did really good though. You improved."

"I still lost, damnit!"

"That's because I improved too, dumb-ass."

He rolled his eyes and lay down.

"Hey Bakugou?"

"Hm?"

"Why do you wanna become a hero?"

"I want to be like-no, surpass All Might and be the greatest hero."

"...wow..."

"You?"

"Ahh, I don't. I got forced, I guess. Well, I guess I just want nobody to go through what I went through. That this world is safe for kids and adults alike."

"How generous."

"Shut it Kacchan."

"What did you call me?!" He shout back up, furious.

"Oh please." I sighed and looked at the sky. "I'm not scared of you. My father was much...much worse."

Bakugou stayed silent. I looked at him and I saw a bit of guilt in his eyes.