A/N: Sorry for the wait but this a long ass chapter. Warnings: smut, blood I think that's it. This is the chapter that I have been most excited to write so I hope I executed it well. I also edited it really quickly so I'm sorry if there are a lot of mistakes.
Kirishima
After Y/N agreed to be my sparring partner we talked a little about the videos we took earlier that morning.
"So what did you say in yours?" she asked, a little flustered.
"Honestly I just said how I was doing it for him and that I wanted him to be happy. I went on a little more saying something about how this was the only way to get his attention back on you. Nothing bad or mean." I kept my voice quiet making sure the others around us couldn't hear our conversation.
"Oh good, I was worried you were gonna say it was his fault or something, I don't know I just don't want him to get the wrong idea about the whole thing." Y/N was being really awkward. It was a rare sight and put me on edge a little.
"You know we could always think of a different plan, right? This isn't supposed to be something that makes you feel bad." I tried to reassure her.
"No, No. I know I'm not backing out or anything. I'm just making sure everything goes according to plan." She said with a smile.
"Alright. Shall we start?" I say with a smirk and a light punch to her arm.
" Only if you promise to never say that again." She laughed stepping away from me. I could feel Bakugou looking at me when I touched her but it was only a friendly thing, so why is he burning holes into my back?
We started to fight and occasionally take breaks so we don't over use our quirks. I noticed that whenever we stopped fighting Y/N never seemed to stop using her quirk. She always kept the knives sticking out of her nails.
"Does that ever get uncomfortable?" I asked, pointing to her hands.
"Uh, not really. It's just a pain to put them back in just to take them out again." She shrugged.
Makes sense. Guess her quirk really doesn't have any side effects that's cool.
We kept fighting until about 30 minutes before class ended.
Y/N
I just got done beating Kiri for the 3rd time today, even though he had beat me 10 times before that, when I saw Mr. Aizawa give me a nod that it was okay for me to go get changed. I got a lot of extra time because of how I reacted when I stopped using my quirk. He understood how alarming and uncomfortable it would be for me and everyone else in the changing room if I started screaming and bleeding like I usually do. He agreed I should go in 15 minutes before everyone else so I would be normal by the time the other girls came in. After the first couple days of class where I had to go to Recovery Girl because of the pain he gave me 30 Minutes just in case. I obviously was grateful for all of this but I knew I would have to get used to it before I went Pro.
"Hey Kirishima, I'm gonna go to the bathroom. I'll see you after class." I say about to start walking away.
"Okay. Want me to wait for you to get back, we still have a half hour left of class?" He asks, clearly confused.
"No it's okay you can go train with someone else." I give a small wave and walk to the school.
When I got to the locker room I slowly started to let the knives go back into my toes a little shot of pain with every nail and a small puddle of blood below my feet. I have started to learn that my hands are more sensitive and bleed a lot more than my toes so I always do them last. I do five nails at a time so it goes by quicker and the blood starts to drip down my arms. I try to suppress my scream as I watch the last of the knives disappear. I quickly sit down panting trying not to pass out when I hear footsteps approaching me.
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FanfictionAfter a bitter break up with your ex, Katsuki Bakugo, you try to get back at him with his best friend Eijiro Kirishima. How many misunderstandings can happened until you finally get your boyfriend back? TW: toxic relationship, smut, tiny bit of ang...