Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
PLEASE DO BAKUGOU TRAINING TOGTHER AND THEY LIKE SHARE A MOMENT TOGTHER<, I LOVE YOUR WRITING SUKI!!
(っ◔◡◔)っ I just love how you bring his character to life and in the most canon way.
ᴀ/ɴ: ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀᴀᴛᴇꜰᴜʟ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴍᴇɴᴛ! ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴅʀᴀꜰᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴍɪɴ. ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ᴍ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴀ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ.
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You wiped the back of your neck with your towel, letting out a sigh as you gazed out at the wreckage of Gym Gamma. It wasn’t often that you found yourself pushing your limits alongside Bakugou, but when you did, it was always intense. But when he did it, it was just perfect...
"You done messing around?" Bakugou’s voice cut through the air, sharp and demanding as usual. He stood several yards away, his fists clenched at his sides, his expression hard as stone.
You chuckled, tossing your towel aside. "Maybe. I still have some energy left."
"Good," he grunted. "Let's see if you can keep up."
The two of you had been at it for hours, sparring and testing each other’s strengths. It was hard to deny how he pushed you to be better, even if his methods were… less than kind. But despite the yelling and the explosive bursts of energy, there was something about it that made you feel alive, something you couldn't quite explain.
You took a few steps forward, feeling the heat rise in your chest. You could tell he was getting agitated, his usual temper simmering beneath the surface. But this time, it was different. There was something in his gaze, a flicker of something… softer.
"Quit standing there like an idiot and move!" Bakugou snapped, his voice like a whip, urging you to action.
You smirked and lunged forward, your body moving with the fluidity of someone who had trained tirelessly. Bakugou didn’t give you any mercy, of course—he never did. His explosions erupted with reckless abandon, lighting up the air between you as you dodged and retaliated with your own quirks. The back and forth continued for what felt like an eternity. Both of you were covered in dirt and sweat, the remnants of battle lingering in the air. Which the sweat advantage was more for him.
Eventually, you managed to land a hit, a solid blow to his shoulder, and Bakugou faltered but continued to catch your arm before another hit landed. His eyes narrowed at you, a mix of admiration and frustration flashing across his face. "Tch, didn’t think you had it in you."
You smiled, feeling the adrenaline course through your veins. "Don’t underestimate me, Katsuki."
For a moment, there was silence between you two, broken only by the sound of your breathing and the somewhat shocked of you saying his name. The chaos of the training grounds seemed to fade away, and all that was left was the two of you. There was something strangely peaceful about the way he looked at you, even with his usual fire burning in his gaze.
Bakugou was never one to openly admit anything, but you could feel the shift in the air. You both stood there, catching your breath, eyes locked but you back up just a tad. There was a vulnerability in the way he held himself now, no longer the cocky, aggressive explosion of a person you often saw. Just him. Just you.
"You did good," he muttered, his voice quieter than usual. "Don't get used to it."
You felt your heart skip a beat at the unexpected compliment. "Thanks. Same to you."
He scoffed, turning his head away, but the faintest hint of a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. It was small, but it was enough. You both knew that moments like these didn’t need to be wrapped in words. The air was thick with unspoken understanding, something deeper than words could convey.
For once, the world around you didn’t matter. It was just you and Bakugou, in this moment of quiet intensity, where the only thing that mattered was the connection you shared. A bond forged through battles, through moments of anger and frustration, but also through mutual respect.
Bakugou let out a breath, breaking the silence. "You better be ready for next time. I’m not gonna go easy on you."
You raised an eyebrow, a grin creeping up on your face. "Thats what you said today too..."
Bakugou snapped his head towards you with narrow eyebrows and a pout in his face. "tch, your testing me aren't cha."
you walked passed him his eyes following you as you do, "take it however you'll like, come on we need return to the dorms, they probably made dinner by now, tough guy."
Bakugou sighed but picked up his bottle and towel starting to follow behind you. Soon Bakugou’s pace was quicker than yours, but he didn’t seem to mind when you fell into step beside him. For once, the usual distance between the two of you didn’t feel as strained. The occasional grunt or muttered curse was all that broke the silence between the two of you, but it felt… different. Comfortable, even.
You found yourself smiling without realizing it. But he did... he noticed everything about you, but did you know? No..
"You really went all out today," you said, nudging him lightly with your shoulder, Making him stop his thought.
He glanced at you, his eyes narrowing like he was trying to figure out whether you were teasing him. "Yeah, so what?"
You couldn’t help but chuckle, and the sound surprised you both. It was the first time you’d heard a laugh escape from either of you since the start of the day. Bakugou’s usual scowl softened for a moment, just enough for you to catch it. It was strange, hearing his deep voice not so gruff but almost… playful.
"You're not so bad when you're not shouting at me, you know?," you teased.
Bakugou snorted, an actual laugh escaping him for a split second. "Tch, shut up. I don’t have time for your dumb jokes."
But the way his lips twitched upward told you that he didn’t mind them so much. The two of you walked in tandem now, your steps light and easy. The tension of the sparring match, the exhaustion of your bodies, all of it seemed to melt away with each passing step.
Suddenly, Bakugou reached into his pocket and pulled out a white piece of paper folded like a note, "Here.." he said dead plain and straight with a tad of rasp in his voice.
"Huh? what is this?.." you asked, taking it from his hand, about to open it while walking.
"Not here, you idiot!" Bakugou yelled out, but at a loud enough volume you know it's serious. "oh then you should have said so them"
Bakugou kept walking with no reaction until you said "but.. what is it?"
"you'll see damnnit just open it later."
You both almost reaching the dorms. He opens the door for you firdt and you walk in "thank you" "Yeah whatever.," he said low but low enough you heard exactly.
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After returning to your dorm room and after dinner, you tossed your bag on the floor and kicked off your shoes, feeling the exhaustion of the day settle deep in your bones. The peacefulness of your room contrasted with the chaotic energy that had filled the training grounds just hours earlier. You flopped onto your bed, still smiling to yourself as you replayed the lighthearted walk back to the dorms with Bakugou.
But then, something caught your eye.
You noticed the small folded piece of paper in your pocket he handed you.
Your mind raced for a moment, recalling how Bakugou had handed it to you before you entered the dorms. He had told you to open it later, his usual abrasive tone not giving away much. But now, curiosity gnawed at you.
You hesitated, fingers hovering over the folded edge. A note from Bakugou… After the intensity of today’s training, you couldn’t help but wonder what it could be. He wasn’t exactly the type to write heartfelt letters, and you think this was some school assignment he needed to pass on.
but you was wrong...
As you read the note, the first line..
"I’m not good with this shit, but you need to know."
Your heart skipped a beat. You reread it, unsure of what to expect next.
"You’ve been driving me crazy, Y/N. All this time, I’ve been trying to figure out why the hell you make me so… worked up."
"I can’t get you out of my head. And it’s starting to piss me off. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, and it’s not like I want to, but it is what it is at this point, and I can't stop it."
You swallowed hard. Your heart began to race. There was no mistaking what this was—a confession. It wasn’t like anything you’d ever expected from him. You could feel your chest tighten, your fingers trembling slightly as you continued to read.
"I want to hang out with you. I’m asking you because I don’t know how to do this whole thing. If you think it’s a dumb idea, then fine, I’ll back off. But I swear, if I have to keep pretending like this isn’t driving me insane, I’ll lose it."
You let the words sink in for a moment. He’d never been the type to show vulnerability. To see this side of him, the one that seemed to struggle with his own emotions, was both unexpected and oddly… endearing.
You were stunned into silence, your mind racing. Bakugou, in his own way, had poured out something he couldn’t say aloud, choosing instead to write it all down. You knew how hard it must have been for him, and yet, there it was—bare, raw, and completely unfiltered.
You leaned back against your bed, the note still in your hands, your thoughts swirling around the words. Bakugou, the loud, brash, and unpredictable person you’d always known, was letting his guard down. And it was for you.
It was hard to deny how much you’d felt the same way. There had always been something about him—something in the way he challenged you, pushed you, and in those rare moments when his softer side peeked through his tough exterior. You couldn’t help but find yourself drawn to him, no matter how hard you tried to ignore it.
You pulled out your phone, Your fingers hovered over your phone for a moment, the thought of texting him feeling almost like an extension of his vulnerability—of your own feelings. With one last glance at the note, you picked up your phone, going to his name, fingers moving quickly over the screen as you typed your response.
"Hey I just got your note, I would love to hang out some time, you don't have to feel embarrassed of what your feeling, cause I feel like that too, Katsuki. Your not the only one going insane over this ;)"
ou hit send before you could second-guess yourself. A deep breath escaped you as you waited, staring at the message screen with your heart in your throat. You weren’t sure what to expect, but you were starting to feel like this, whatever it was between you two, had the potential to be something real.
Moments later, but wasn't long after. your phone buzzed, and you quickly opened the message.
"Really? Had me kind of worried.. Took you long enough, Well, I’ll be at the park by the train station tomorrow after school. Hope you can keep up"
You heart beat skipped.... But the park by the train station is a fair park? did he mean there or???...
You couldn't believe it but you already prepared your outfit for tomorrow. Going through your clothes as you mumble.
as you lay to rest, you can't stop thinking of tomorrow.
But you knew one thing for sure, you had feelings for him...
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A/N: Hey, hope you enjoyed if you want a part 2, lets get to 10 comments! :) Thank you for reading.