Go Beyond (Bakugo x OC)

Pretty Unconventionally

KIRISHIMA'S POV
I sit in the waiting room bouncing my leg. How the hell am I supposed to stand out when my opponent is almost exactly the same as me?

I hear humming outside of the door. Is it my turn already?

"Hello?" I call out. The door opens and Haze is leaning against the archway. God, her hero costume looks fantastic.

"Hey." She smiles.

"Hey Haze!" I wave. "I saw you on tv with the pros. You were awesome!" She sits down at the table with me.

She shrugs and smiles. "Yeah, I was, wasn't I?" She looks under the table at my active leg and then back at me. "Nervous?"

I shrug. "I guess. My first match is against that Tetsu guy. Our quirks are so similar! It'll be impossible to stand out to the pros watching." I hold my head in my hands.

She grabs one of them and faces my palm to the ceiling, while she traces it with her other fingers. Her skin is so warm, but her motions still make me shiver. I can't believe she's actually touching me and not, you know, setting on fire.

"You'll be great. You're strong, fast, hard." She smirks. "He might be good, but you're better."

I smile. "You're right! As long as I outperform him, he'll just look like a copycat."

She nods and holds my hand in front of her face. She rests her lips on my hand and pouts.

"I so wish you guys got to wear your costumes. I love yours, your bare torso just rippling with muscles." She bites her lip. Holy crap.

I rub the back of my neck. "Thanks, I, uh," She's making me so nervous I don't know what to say. "I really like yours too."

She smiles and stands up, leaning against the table.

"Me too." She starts tracing the orange lining along her chest. "I think it suits me, don't you?"

I gulp and try not to stare. "Yeah, I-," I feel like I'm sweating up a storm.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Bakugo asks from the doorway.

She rolls her eyes at the sound of his voice and turns around.

"What are you doing here?" She asks. "Shouldn't you be banging your head against a wall or something?"

He narrows his eyes at her and then at me. "I was just walking back to the arena. The first match is about to start." He walks in further. "So, are you making your rounds to all of the contestants? Trying to get them to lose their focus?" He asks.

What? She wouldn't do that.

She chuckles. "Actually, I was trying to calm his nerves, isn't that right?" She looks to me.

I nod and stand up. "She's right, man. I was getting really psyched out and she really helped. Pretty unconventionally, but still appreciated."

She smiles and turns back to him, getting in his face. "You see, not everyone is as paranoid as you."

"Maybe they should be." He remarks.

"Kirishima," She starts. "Do me a favor. If you go against Bakugo today," She leans into me. "use those big, hard hands of yours," Getting closer at every word. She turns her head to him. "hit him on the head, and see if you can hear a brain rattling in there. I'm worried his fat ego pushed it out." She shoulder checks him as she walks out.

She stops at the doorway and turns around to look at me.

"Good luck." She winks before leaving.

"What's up with you two?" I ask him. He's all tense, more than usual. "I thought you guys were friends."

He looks at the ground with his hands in tight fists. "Did she kiss you?"

I scoff and laugh. "What?" That's an odd question.

He grabs my collar and looks at him, his eyes full of rage. "ANSWER ME, DAMMIT!" He yells.

I put my hands up in surrender. "Dude, no, chill." He lets go and I straighten my shirt. "Why, did she kiss you?" He doesn't say anything. He walks out without another word.

I shake my head. "She totally did."