bandaid | katsuki bakugo

twenty six

(woah... long chapter 😳)

yukiko woke up past noon. and it didn't hit her until she woke up that it was much later than she planned. and after a 10 minute shower — including brushing her teeth and washing her face in the said shower, you know, saving the earth — and pulling on a striped red and black sweater, along with a pair of black pants.

she gave herself one last look into the mirror, she grabbed her bag and rushed towards the door. grabbing her phone, she sent katsuki a text:

yukiko:
katsuki, i woke up late
i'm on my way over now
read 4 minutes ago

hot head:
i'm just waking up now too
delivered 2 minutes ago

and that's how yukiko ended up at katsuki's house at 1:32pm, having him yell about some "measly mouth germs" and his mom retaliating by yelling up the stairs with, "katsuki, you can't wake up at noon and start yelling!"

yukiko chuckled softly, sitting on katsuki's bed awkwardly. she looked at her hands before standing up, looking across his walls and desk.

he hung up the medal, yukiko smiled softly. brushing her hand over a notebook, as she placed her bag over the back of the chair, she opened it slowly, flipping through a few pages. she stopped on one filled with different drawings of his hero costume. different adaptations of the gauntlets, and some notes on some of the drawings. i didn't even know he could draw.

"okay, i'm ready." katsuki walked back into his room, pulling a shirt.

yukiko lifted up the notebook, "katsuki, these are amazing... are you turning them into the designer?" yukiko flipped the page, seeing other costume designs.

katsuki snatched the notebook from her hands, "too expensive."

"well, can't your dad do it!" she jumped up.

katsuki shook his head, "just shut up. we're here to train you, not talk about my costume design."

"but, those ideas are really good. lightweight fabrics, steel touches... you should get it done." yukiko smiled, trying to reach for the notebook, "let me see the rest!"

katsuki glared, throwing the notebook on top of his bookcase, "we're here for you, dumbass. come on." he grabbed her hand, dragging her out into the backyard. he held her shoulders and planted her feet there, "don't move." he ordered, walking over to the side of the house, moving things out of the way until he grabbed an old nerf gun covered in dirt. "try to use that barrier thing."

"what?" yukiko tilted her head, until katsuki loaded a foam dart into the nerf gun and shot her in the thigh, "ow!"

"try using the barrier." he shot another, "i got a 120 pack of darts from christmas in 5th grade, so i can do this all day." he shot another, hitting her shoulder.

yukiko rubbed the areas she got hit, feeling them already beginning to bruise. "that hurts, katsuki!"

"it's gonna hurt a lot more if you don't try using that barrier." katsuki wiped his nose with his thumb, shooting another dart, "you need to learn to use your quirk under pressure. what if that sludge villain breaks out again?"