Text Back (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader)

Obstacles

Blond Shadow the Hedgehog: Will you fucking answer at least ONE of my calls?
How many times do I have to say I'm sorry?
Are you really gonna fucking ignore me?
(y/n), goddamn it, pick up the phone
Fine, don't pick up text me if that's what you prefer
Please let me fuckin explain myself
(y/n), I know you're reading these you're just leaving them in your notifications so I don't see that you've read them
Fuck, did you block me?
(y/n)
Can we talk? Please

That was the summarized version of the messages that Katsuki had sent during your time apart. The last few were the ones he had barely sent. But just like the others they received no reply.

He growled under his breath and shoved the phone back in his pocket. He was angry, frustrated, confused, and unable to do anything about it. You had ceased contact with him all weekend and he had half a mind to go over to your house, but he didn't want to push it. Bakugou didn't know how you'd react or if him being there would make things worse. In his head, he was pleading with you virtually whilst allowing you physical time to cool off. Even if he hated it he reminded himself that you would have to see him eventually. You two went to the same school.

Speaking of which...were you going to come today at all? The blond knew you weren't allowed to participate but could you still spectate?

Katsuki glanced down at his phone only to be met with his same tower of messages. Your usual barrage of stupid memes or your childish bickering was no were to be found. The feeling left him cold.

In a weak attempt, he typed.

Blond Shadow the Hedgehog: Hey....are you coming to school today?

He stared at the screen waiting, hoping, that there would be some flicker image to let him know you were aware of him. But none came.

Uraraka was walking past his seat when she noticed the tenseness in his shoulders. Before she went back to her own table she touched his shoulder bringing her to his attention. She smiled empathetically as she spoke. "She'll reply. Don't worry. She just needs time."

Katsuki had spilled the details of your guys' fight a little later into his training session with the brunette that day. Uraraka could tell he was unsettled by the phone call and kept prying into it until he caved. Strangely enough, he felt better having someone to talk to about it.

He let out an agitated sigh just as Todoroki entered the prep room.

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In an effort to not get caught you snuck about the school and nestled yourself near the back of the general studies crowd. The roaring audience and the stomping of their feet could be heard in the ceiling above you as the event was preparing to commence. The booming voice of Present Mic reverberated in the darkened tunnel where you hid.

Your nerves got the better of you as you swung your arms at your sides, praying you wouldn't be discovered immediately.

You spoke to soon because at that same moment you heard someone approaching you from behind. "Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in." You turned bringing you face to face with a pair tired lavender eyes.

"Shinsou! Hey, odd seeing you back here," You grinned, trying to mask your suspicious behavior. "Isn't this class 1-A's tunnel?"

The smirk on his lips didn't leave as he leaned himself down to your level. "You know I can tell when you're lying, right?"

"Who said I was lying?" You pouted and avoided his gaze.

"Alright, fine, not lying, but sure as hell acting shady. What are you doing back here?"