training
The last thing you wanted was to talk to anyone. So you went to do what you usual did to blow off steam. Train.
You headed towards Gym Gamma and walked inside. Your eyes narrowed and you looked around the empty room. You were relieved to find no one in there except for Cementoss. He walked up to you with narrowed eyes, he was taller than you expected.
"You're (Y/N) Fujisaki. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. Aizawa has told a few of us about your feats at the Sports Festival.",he holds out his large hand and you feel your cheeks tinge pink at the praise. You smile and take his hand with a small nod.
"Thank you. I don't need anything shifted for me but is it okay if I destroy the cement, on the ground at least?",you question and he nods while leaving towards his small room in the building to watch over the area in peace and comfort.
You look around with a soft sigh and begin to stretch.
You simultaneously hated training and loved it. Being pushed beyond your limits since you were young you felt training was a familiar comfort to you. A normal thing you turned to to release all those negative feelings. And being reminded of Hiroshi yesterday made you have quite a bit of negative feelings.
"Knew I'd find you here."
You turn around and groan at the sight of Shinso in his own P.E uniform. You narrow your eyes,"Why were you looking for me?" He grins lightly and runs a hand through his indigo-hair. He shrugs nonchalantly and walks towards you.
"I want to see your combat skills. Your quirk is quite something but it means nothing if you can't do anything while using it.",you hate the condescending tone he carries. You feel a smug grin fall on your features and you cock your head gently.
"Didn't little Midoriya escape your brainwashing? Not once but twice?",Shinso wastes no time in barreling towards you and raising his fist at you. You dodge it with ease and bring up the earth from beneath, it cracking through the cement and causing Shinso to face plant first into the dirt.
You walk over to Shinso and narrow your eyes,"Seems someones a little rusty.",you comment in a spiteful way. He chuckles and stands up, standing in a fighting position.
"Seems someones a little smug.",you bring your hand down and the earth lays flat once more. Shinso barrel towards you and lands a hard hit to your gut. You hunch over and he grabs the back of your head, connecting your chin and his knee. You wince in pain as he tosses you back.
You look up at him and see the smug grin on his tired face. Smug traitor.
"Thanks for sparring with me Katsuki.",Kirishima comments while walking into Gym Gamma with a grinning Bakugo. He laughs and shoves his closest friend.
"No problem, I've got some new moves I've been dying to try out!",Bakugo exclaims with excitement. They both turn at the sound of fighting already happening in the empty cement gym. Bakugos eyes narrow when he realizes you and Shinso are sparring. No...fighting.
Kirishima watches with a slack-jaw as you run towards Shinso and wrap your legs around his neck. Falling back into a backflip position you toss him behind you. He falls to the cement on his back and lets out a groan of pain. Bakugos eyes widen as you raise your fists and grin sadistically at Shinso. His heart pounds when you lick away the blood leaking from the corner of your lip.
"Awh c'mon Hitoshi at least try to fight back.",you taunt your opponent. Shinso jumps to his feet and raises his fist to hit your jaw, but you catch it and twist it behind his back with a widening smile. You seemed to be enjoying this a little too much.
Shinso grunts and you kick in his knee,"Tap out.",you command and he glares behind him. Bringing his head forward he jerks it back roughly and it connects with your nose. You release him and your hands fly up to touch your aching nose. Stumbling back you trip on cracked cement and fall to your ass.
You look to your hand and feel grateful your nose isn't broken nor bleeding. Shinso jumps atop of you and pins down your wrists to the cement with a grin on his features.
"There's no way for you to get out of this.",he claims while blood leaks from his nose. You can't help but feel your cheeks redden and warm up at the sight of him bleeding and staring down at you cockily.
Kirishima is about to holler a congrats to Shinso until you bring up your knee between his legs. He silently screams and fall off of you. You slowly rise to your feet with a grin on your lips.
Dusting off your hand you look at a pained Shinso while he holds himself,"Didn't think I'd do that huh?" You dust off your hands and turn to go get water. Your eyes widen when you notice Bakugo and Kirishima watching with surprised and pained expressions.
"Oh!",you say while clearing your throat. Your breaths come out heavy and labored, sweat coating your face. "How long have you guys been there?"
Kirishima snaps out of his daze and runs towards you with a loud laugh and sucks on his teeth,"Low blow, Fujisaki." You look to Shinso struggling to stand up and shrug without a care in the world for his current pain. Your eyes then shift to Bakugo.
You notice he wears the track pants but instead of the U.A zip-up he wears a black muscle shirt. Your eyes widen slightly and cheeks warm up at the sight of his muscles so out and in the open. He can't help but notice you staring and he lowers a brow and quirks one. "The hell are you staring at?"
Clearing your throat you wipe the sweat from your face with your sleeve. You opt to ignore his question, instead challenging him.
"You think I could see your quirk more in action.",your eyes challenge his and a cocky grin spreads across his lips. You begin to unzip your jacket.
"You sure you aren't worn out?",you shake your head and toss the jacket to the side. Bakugo looks to Kirishima and he waves dismissively, allowing Bakugo to go ahead.
With that you and Bakugo begin to spar, not landing hits but making attacks at one another. Shinso walks over to where Kirishima stands. He groans softly and wipes the blood from his top lip. Kirishima smirks and glances to Shinso before looking back to the fight.
"She really did a number on you huh?",Kirishima snickers and Shinso looks to him with a harsh glare.
While the boys are distracted Bakugo tosses you across the room with a hard kick to your gut and you slide back on the concrete with a pained wince. The flaming explosive boy grins with triumph as you cough and clutch your side. As he walks towards you to mock you his lips part and he stops abruptly his red eyes fall to your exposed hips, your shirt having shifted up and pants one size too big.
His eyes are glued to the jagged and fresh scars along your skin.
Your brows pinch together and frown falls when you notice his entire demeanor shift. "Jeez Bakugo I'm fine I can take a ki—kick..." You stammer out when you glance down and notice your scars are visible.
You blink back and stand up quickly, fixing yourself. "F-Fujisaki!",he shouts after you.
Kirishima and Shinso turn at the sound of Bakugo shouting your name. They both part when you grab your jacket from the ground and run out of the gym with your head low and hands holding up your sweats. Kirishimas eyes widen when he catches a glimpse of a tear rolling down your cheek.
Shinso looks to Bakugo before turning and running out after you, his eyes having caught that tear just the same. Kirishima walks towards a shell-shocked Bakugo and shoves him with a bit of an angry tone and expression.
"The hell did you do to Fujisaki?",he asks with a bit of a raised voice. Bakugo shakes his head and looks out to the door where you ran out. The image of your embarrassed flushed and teary face replays in his mind, along with the horror in your eyes.
"W—We can train some other time.",Bakugo says quickly before heading out and leaving a very confused and irritated Kirishima on his own.
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Needless to say you made it a note to avoid all three boys for the rest of the day. It was hard but ultimately you succeeded. You now sat in bed with your face held in your shaking hands. It was nearing late evening and you had been in your dorm since classes ended.
Why did HE have to be the one to see them?...
God he's going to tell everyone...
As if I didn't already exhibit weakness...
Your thoughts race with worry and concern as hot tears rolled down your cheeks. You suddenly heard a knock on your door and you looked up, your knees pulled to your chest. It was too late for it to be something important so you simply stayed quiet in hopes whoever it was would go away.
The knocks only got louder and you heard his voice break through the door,"If you don't let me in I'll start shouting." Your eyes narrow at the door and you blink back tears. You figure he can't possibly be serious but you then remember his short fuse and obnoxious behaviors.
Bakugo blinks back when you open the door and you shake your head while trying to maintain a dignified composure,"You can't come in. People will talk." Bakugo rolls his eyes and pushes you aside as he walks in.
"No ones gonna know, idiot. Its damn near midnight.",he comments. You glare at him and walk over to your dresser and turn on the lamp. The room is then dimly lit by the lamp littered with baby angels painted on it. You notice Bakugo wears a black hoodie and matching sweatpants, his usual spiky hair rests flat on his head and falls in front of his eyes.
You feel your cheeks tinge pink once more and you pout childishly at how good he looks.
Bakugo tried his best to ignore how good you looked right now considering this was a serious topic he wanted to talk about. He was about to speak until you interrupted him. Your head was bowed and you were shaking.
"I-I don't want pity. I don't want pity. But—",Bakugos eyes widen when you grab his shirt and roughly pull him towards you. You look up into his eyes and he inhales shakily at the sight of your teary and pained face. "Please do not tell anyone...please..." Your head falls again as your hands bunch in his hoodie.
Bakugo looks down at you and your vulnerability is jarring. A part of him wants to comfort you and help you. But the other part wants to leave and pretend nothing ever happened, to worry about himself and only himself. Normally he’d go with the second option and just ignore you. But when you began to hyperventilate he reached forward and pulled you close to him.
He remembered these episodes, episodes he had to deal with alone.
You inhaled sharply when Bakugo pulled you close and wrapped his arms around you. Your head pushed against his chest and your eyes were wide, body shaking. You can hear his heartbeat and smell the faintness of his cologne still on his skin.
“I’m not going to tell anyone. But you better not tell a single person about this or I’ll deny it.”,his aggressive words are spoken softly and his hand reached up to hold the back of your head to his chest. You let out a soft chuckle and bite down on your bottom lip, your arms go to wrap around him.
You sniffle and smile weakly,”Who do you think they’d believe?”,Bakugos chuckle vibrates through his chest. He shakes his head and you sigh, enjoying his embrace for the time being.
Bakugo regretted this the second he embraced you but as he heard your breathing steady and slow and felt you stop shaking, for the first time ever he felt...like a good person.