Heatwaves (Katsuki Bakugo x Reader)

Chapter 13 - No more holding back

From now on you don’t want to be late for practice. You set your alarm even earlier than usual. This gives you time for a short run and a good warmup before the boy is going to arrive. Plugging the earphones in and filling your ears with the delightful sound of your favorite workout soundtrack you get to work. 

The run is casual and effortless. Your body is ready for another day of training after the drain of yesterday. When you enter the arena you decide to warm up as much of your body as possible with a good session of tai chi. Letting the rhythm of the stances sync with your breathing. Losing yourself to the workout you close your eyes and just feel your body and what it needs. 

Having been around all the stances you know you slip into stretches and some light yoga. The past few days has left you tense and you need to regain some of your flexibility. Your hamstrings are screaming with a good feeling of pain when you slide to the floor. 

With the music still on full blast you don’t notice when Bakugo arrives. He sees you from a distance on the floor in a long stretch. It’s obvious you haven't seen or heard him. Leaning on the door frame he lets you do your thing as he just observes you. 

You curves, peaceful expression, the slight indication of muscles flexing under your skin, how flexible and effortless you slip into the next pose. His breathing grows heavy. Noticing his own reaction to you he snaps back. This is no time to get aroused.

Placing his bag by the same bench as always he adjusts his pants and makes sure nothing is showing. You’re coming to an end with your stretches and the music is coming to a close. Feeling yourself come out of the meditation like state a hand jerks you the last stretch. His hand has come to rest on you shoulder but the shock of the touch makes your instincts kick in. 

Grabbing the hand and twisting in a fluid motion your body is moving to incapacitate the incoming threat. “Woaw! It’s me rocky” you hear his familiar voice call out as he reflect your moves and locks you in his arms. Adrenaline is coursing through you as you look up to meet his gaze. This is the closest the two of you have been. You can feel the rhythm of his heart pound against you. 

Feeling you relax he frees you slowly. With the new found freedom you hope to catch him off guard as you instantly switch to training mode and go for a close combat hit combo. Landing the first few hits he soon catches on and joins the fight. 

After he hits the ground the first time you go into a detailed analysis and correcting session on his progress. Adjusting his stances and subtle improvements he can do to get better. While your guiding him into the different positions he is painfully aware of your hands on him. Getting distracted every so often by your smile and eyes. 

Snapping your fingers at his face “Focus! My rule was you take this seriously” your tone is harsh and firm once again snapping him out of the inappropriate thoughts. “If you think you don’t need to pay attention it must be because you think you already got this down.” you take up your battle stance and invite him to come at you “Then let’s go” 

This time it is him who wants to prove himself. Giving it his all he lands a few hits while you try your best to deflect. His speed is picking up and his confidence in the fight is improving. Just two training sessions and he has already come this far. Granted you’re still slowing your pace to match his but the hits he manage to land are mistakes on your part. He is beginning to read you. 

“You’re holding back pebble” he smiles at you knowing your moves and that he has seen you faster at USJ. Keeping the same pace you retaliate and return his smile. 

“Only because you wouldn’t have a chance at full speed short fuse” you jab at his confidence pushing him to pick up the pace even more. Tauntingly you laugh a bit. The manic expression creeping across his face. He is having fun and so are you. This goes on for some time where both of you push a bit back and forth. In the end you’re on the floor and he towers over you.