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Chapter 18 - Working Things Out

Bakugo pushed against the doors to the gym, as they swung open Y/n stepped in behind him. It was a massive room filled with multiple workout machines, treadmills and weights. Unsure she trailed Bakugo as he placed down his bag and towel in some pigeon holes.

He looked back at her, she was looking around curiously at all the equipment. He walked over to a row of punching bags and padded gloves. Pointing a thumb over his shoulder at the hanging bags he speaks "Kick the shit out of these if you wanna kick shit" 

With that, he walks away to some yoga mats where he begins stretching. Curiously Y/n strikes the padded surface of the punching bag, he was right it was much more pleasant to kick than a tree. Looking over at Bakugo she watched him ease himself into some half-assed splits before stretching out his arms. 

On the wall behind him, it read 'MAKE SURE TO STRETCH BEFORE WORKING OUT!' With a big picture of AllMight with his thumb up. Bakugo heard movement beside him and looking to the side he could see Y/n. She had perfectly slipped herself into the splits and was looking expectingly at him.

"What the fuck are you doing?" "Whatever you're doing" "I'm stretching" "Stretching" "Jesus Fucking Christ" He growled turning away from the girl. Quietly the two stretched, Bakugou basically guided her as she followed his lead. Looking over he glares at her "At least point your toes" She did as he said following as he pulled his legs forwards and lowered himself as far as he could go.

He saw her mimic him but only as far as he went "You're meant to go as far as you can go" He explains "Try to hold your feet and get your chest to your knees" As he explains she leaned forwards.

Grasping the middle of her feet she leaned forwards, pressing her chest to her knees and laying her head delicately across her shins. Bakugo had severely underestimated how flexible she was. She held that position for a while, he soon realised she was waiting for him to tell her to stop.

"Jesus Christ you freak you can stop" He cried and she leaned back up lightly rubbing under her knee where her body stretched the most. "Well I'm going to go do my workout, You fucking do your kicks over there or whatever" He growled walking away.

Quietly the girl went back to the punching bags, she sends heavy kicks and punches into the body of the bag treating it as if it was a person. Joy boiled in her chest as she enjoyed herself. After about 20 minutes she was sweating and heaving her breathing, she hadn't stopped the brutal kicks and punches at all. Looking over Bakugo was sweating and concentrating on his own workout. He was lifting weights as he lay across the padded seat.

With a huff, he clicked the bar above his head and sat up to get some water. As he turned his back Y/n strolled over laying in the seat. It was hot from Bakugo's body. She placed her hands on the bar pushing up she unclipped it from its stand. 

Suddenly all the weight was on her arms and though she was strong she wasn't super top-heavy. With a struged grunt, the bar came down onto her chest. Bakugo turned hearing her yelp "DUMBASS!" He yelled throwing down his bottle and racing over quickly lifting the bar off the girl. Her wings beat in desperation as the bar was lifted back onto its stand.

"You idiot! That shits heavy for me! How did you think you'd be able to lift it?" He questioned, the girl sat up looking a little stiff from the yelling. "Jesus" Bakugo growled rolling some of the weight off the bar.

"If you're gonna do this do it properly" He let her lay back down and curled her fingers around the bar. "Hold it more like this" He moved her fingers better around the bar. Bakugo slowly coached the girl through a lift that was far more manageable for her. He hovered over her letting her do the work but giving her surprisingly good words of affirmation.

Once they were done the boy proceeded to work out on something else leaving Y/n to wander the gym eventually she rounded back to the punching bags. She looked at the demonstration pictures advising her on what to do. 

She followed the instructions and soon found herself getting into a rhythm. Sometimes she wouldn't use it correctly and she'd kick off of it sending herself into the air and flipping letting her wings correct her into a graceful landing before sending more kicks into the punching bag.

Her instincts kicked in as she felt someone go to grab her, spinning around she pushed the hand to the side and jabbed a fist into the person's face. The jab was carried through with her full body weight, an explosion erupted between them which caught her off guard. Soon she realised she had just punched her gym mate square in the nose.

He looked at her with furious red eyes as he held his nose in his hand. Blood dripped out of his palm assumably from his nose. Y/n's fighting stance was instantly calmed looking at the boy "Shit ahh.. ah sorry!" She yelped. She ran over to a tissue box placed on a shelf beside them and held it out to him.

"Fucking hell Feather Head" He grumbled taking a tissue and wiping his nose. Touching it to make sure it wasn't broken. "Solid punch," He said quietly as he crumpled the tissue and threw it into a nearby bin.

"So um... need something?" she asked awkwardly "I was gonna ask if you wanted to spar but now... Fuck" He growled holding his nose "I'll get you back for that you bitch" He growled storming over to the nearby bathrooms.

Y/n stood around feeling bad, she just had a whole conversation about wanting to protect her friends and now she just punched one of her classmates in the face so hard he had to go to the bathroom. Guilt sat in her chest as she waited for the boy.

She paced in front of the door anxiously thinking to herself before slumping into the wall and cupping her head in her hands. Thoughts swirled through her mind like a furious tornado.

She's bloodthirsty

It just makes you look a little... villainous 

Yeah she can be a bit... intense

Hunter

Murderer

Killer

Predator

"Oi idiot stop freaking out" Bakugo spoke, the girl looked up seeing the boy with a bandage across the bridge of his nose. "I was just making sure it wasn't broken chill the fuck out" He brushed a finger across the bandage "You were close but I'm a lot fucking stronger than those bastards you fought back then" 

He grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and yanked her to he feet "Come on we're gonna spar" He said before walking away. Confused the girl followed him, he exited the main gym room and entered a smaller room with a couple of seating stands to the side.

"I'm not gonna hold back on you Short Shit, wasn't expecting it before but you won't catch me off guard this time" The boy warned standing to one side of the room. Y/n stood on the other side watching as Bakugo went into a fight stance. "Very well... Not to the death" "Oh, I'll kill you if that's what you want" Bakugo smirked cockily.

As always the boy's ego was sky-high. Time to knock him down a few pegs.

The two rushed towards each other, Bakugo went to strike first but as he reached out she beat her wings sending herself over him. Landing behind him she charged her body into him tackling him to the ground. 

They scuffled and grabbed at each other, Bakugo set off an explosion in the girl's face but as the smoke settled he realised she had protected herself with her wings. The girl flipped forwards grabbed Bakugo by the hair and dragged him across the ground. With a pained yell, the boy grabs her hands and pulls her over his shoulder attempting to body-slam her to the ground.

Suddenly she flipped over him taking the momentum of the pull and landed on her feet. She was quick. Bakugo held her by both wrists as they faced each other, Bakugo let out a growl as she glared at him with red eyes.

"Cocky little bitch! I'll take you down-" With a pull Bakugo fell forwards, Y/n sent out a foot kicking him square in his gut. Wrenching forwards Y/n turns and using his body weight flips him over her shoulder and slamms him into the ground.

Standing over him, the boy wheezes "I'm not done" "Then get up" She said plainly. Her expression wasn't tired at all. He stood back up and they fought for hours. It took a while for Y/n to start to sweat, punches and kicks were exchanged until finally Y/n got caught off guard and Bakugo's fist collided with Y/n's face.

She stumbled back clutching her nose. Pulling her hands away she looked up at Bakugo. He hadn't noticed because he was so concentrated on fighting but now he could see the buzz Y/n had. She was chipper, her eyes glimmered with joy and her wings fluttered in excitement. It was like the tail of a cat as it hunted.

Looking into her doe-y eyes they were breathtaking. Addictive. For the first time, she looked up at the boy with a genuinely beautiful smile. That smile could topple kingdoms. Hair fell across her face clumsily as she smiled with her plump red lips. She breathed out a laugh, the sound sang in Bakugo's ears like angel music. Blood ran down from the girl's nose and along her chin but she still grinned at him.

Rarely did Bakugo find anyone so attractive. Her shoulder's squares, cuts and bruises from his explosions riddled her body like markings. All with that smile that was just for him. He was so entrapped in her beauty he didn't react to her suddenly running up to him and sending a skilled punch into his chest, as he stepped back she stepped with him using her other hand to punch up into the side of his skull.

All Bakugo saw before blacking out was her piercing eyes looking at him hungrily, fists held defensively in front of her as she strikes out into his head. 

As he woke he groaned feeling his head throbbing with a headache. As he opened his eye he saw he was laying on one of the seating stands to the side of the room. Feeling something plush and warm under his head he turned seeing the angelic girl staring down at him.

He reached a hand up to squeeze whatever he was laying on. Y/n let out a yelp of surprise and he realised it was her thighs he grabbed. "I AH! WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED!" He shot up "I knocked you out" With a grumble the boy stood.

"Fucking hell it's 8" He looked at the time on the wall. Not looking at the girl he stormed out of the room. Grabbing his items and left the gym. Y/n followed him though much further behind him. Her hair lay across her shoulders in a sweaty mess, she was covered in soot from his explosions and blood.

The boy stormed through the common room angrier than usual, no one really questioned it though. But when Y/n walked in with bloody knuckles, a bloody nose, bruised shoulders, legs, and arms and covered in soot people were worried.

"Holy shit Y/n where have you been?" Sero questioned, Jirou hopped off the couch and checked the girl "Honey you're so bruised what have you been doing?" "Gym" "With who..." Jirou's eyes followed Bakugo as he stormed up the stairs "Ah... Got it" She laughed.

"Y/n! My sweet baby!" Mina ran over from the kitchen "Let's get some food in you" Mina laughed pulling the girl over to whatever Mina was cooking. Y/n sat on the counted while Mina cooked and Jirou bandaged any cuts she had.

"Holy shit girl your nose might be broken" Jirou whined touching the bridge of Y/n's nose "That's ok" "No it's not!" Mina and Jirou cried. "Are you even meant to be training? Aizawa said you were still recovering" "I was... itchy" "Itchy? Like you needed a fight" "Yes... I needed a fight" Y/n nodded.

"Baby girl... You're so much and we love you for it" Mina chuckled patting her leg. Jirou tied back her hair so she should bandage all the cuts across her back. Bakugo soon came downstairs and sat down on the end of the couch next to Kirishima.

"You did a number on her man" Kirishima laughed "No I didn't... She's a lot hardier than you bitches think she is" He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms before sinking more into the couch. "What happened to your nose?" "Nothing!" Kirishima knew that meant leave it alone. 

The group enjoyed dinner and chatted. Y/n sat on the floor cross-legged as Mina rested her legs on her shoulders. Everyone watched the TV as they ate. Bakugo watched the girl as she listened to her friends. Thinking back to that smile she gave him. It was enchanting, it was annoying. 

In the following days, as always Aizawa excluded Y/n from hero training so Bakugo and Y/n would spar with each other. Body against body, sweaty and heaving as they fought. Each time the two left the gym more battered and bruised than the last day. Y/n started to become very good at wrapping her knuckles like Kirishima taught her.

"It'd be a lot better for you to wrap your knuckles especially when you fight Bakugo" The boy laughed. And he was right, punching the boy hurt a lot less. "Faster you Feathered Bitch" He growled charging her.

He grabbed her in her middle and as he did she wrapped her legs around his waist. Flapping her wings she flew upwards, tilting back and letting go she let the boy fly backwards into the ground. Circling in the air she flipped perfectly onto her feet. "Faster Explosion Boy" She smirked. 

Bakugo had yet to properly beat her. It infuriated him. Once again she won the battle by knocking him out. When they arrived back at the dorms Momo, Jirou and Mina were all chatting on the couch. "Hey Bakugo, Hey Y/n-" Mina looked at her friend.

She was sweaty, she was covered in soot and she was filthy. Her hair was a mattered nest of dark pink. "Honey have you had a shower?" "Yes" "With soap" "Kinda" "And did you wash your hair" "With water yes" "NOTHING ELSE?" The three cried.

"Ok, girls this is an emergency. We need to give Y/n a makeover" Mina called out. Tsu and Uraraka who were sitting at the dining table perked up "Jirou's been needing a makeover night as well" "Hey! I'm getting there!" Jirou cried.

"So are we having another sleepover night? Girls night?" Hagekure called from the kitchen "Hell yeah!" All the girls cheered leading Y/n upstairs.

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Whats a... Girls Night?