Text Back (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader)

A Sight Unseen

Kirishima thrusted your form upward giving you leeway to fly and flip as if the air could suspend your gravity. Those momentary seconds felt like a halt in the universe until you finally came back down only to be reunited with yours and his hands intertwined. You stood as opposites with your body hanging upside down and Ejirou keeping you right side up.

A flurry of applause and gasps murmured throughout your friends as you gave the red head a strained smile. He returned his own and then signaled a warning as he threw your figure up and again. This time, he caught you in his arms by the underside of your knees and upper back.

"Wow! That's incredible! I've never seen anyone perfect those moves so quickly!" Hagakure reveled in awe. "You guys must really trust each other!"

You laughed as Ejirou let you down and kept an arm wrapped around your shoulder. "Yeah, I would say so. I mean look at the guns on this guy," You teased, pointing to a Kirishima who followed your joke and was now openly flexing in front of everyone.

"The bigger your muscle, the manlier you are." You rolled your eyes and playfully smacked his bicep.

"Ha? You call that a stunt? I could do better than that. Oi, mochi face, come here!" Katsuki barked at the brunette. Uraraka cocked an alarmed brow at the male, but still hesitantly walked toward him.

"Let go of those pom poms, we're gonna show these losers how it's done!"

"Eh!?"

"Oh no..." Mina sighed, biting her nail. "We can't say 'friendly competition' because all Bakugou hears is 'competition'."

Jirou nodded in agreement and then turned to the new duo. "Hey, weren't you the one that said you didn't want to participate?"

"Shut up, I'm not! I just can't stand seeing you dumbasses fail so miserably!" Katsuki retorted.

"He's gonna drop her," Sero mused negatively.

"Aw, don't say that," You defended, though the way they were struggling was concerning. You dismissed the ache in your chest as worry as well while you watched Katsuki put his hands on Uraraka's waist. You couldn't help but avoid looking in their direction, keeping the painful jab from pulsing harder.

You heard them garner a couple claps from your group when feedback from the stadium speakers drew everyone's attention.

"Okay, okay, okay! That was the last of the recreational activities! Let's have everyone out on the field head back to their respective seats!" Present Mic exclaimed to the roaring crowds. "The tournament is about to begin!!"

"We'd better get going," You shrugged as the other students began to huddle towards the stands.

"Yes, but not without a verdict! Bakugou is disqualified as a judge so we'll have Hagakure take his place, and the new guy will still be our second judge," Mina grinned, referring to Shinsou. She turned to your invisible coach using her pom pom as a mic. "Thoughts?"

"Oh it's so hard to pick! Everyone did so well! But...I think I'll have to go with (l/n) and Kirishima! They were able to pull off stuff I've only seen after a couple weeks of training!"

The pinkette nodded with a solid pout. "Well said! Alright, now how about you, Dude-Who-I've-Never-Met-Before?"

He let out a breathy chuckle. "It's Shinsou, and I don't know much about cheerleading so I don't think I have any authority on the matter." The lavender male's gaze then wandered over to you. "But, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't impressed by what (l/n) and Kirishima did. You sure you weren't in cheerleader before?"