Bnha Oneshots

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader: Determination

Congratulations Bakugou for being #1 in the popularity polls two times in a row!! Plus I was feeling really inspired to write about Bakugou after listening to these two songs: "I'll be Good" by Jaymes Young and "Take Me" by MISO. So let's see how this turned out (warning for Bakugou cursing). Enjoy!

"How many times do I have to hammer this into your head!? Do you still not understand it or what?"

"Hmm, so if hero costumes were made popular in the second generation...then that means...um...it means--"

"It basically means that our entire economy was changed because of how many jobs the hero industry created in the second generation! That was the turning point...duh."

You sighed in frustration and anger. History was sometimes fascinating to you, but now was not one of those times. Why did you have to learn all of these facts anyway? What good could they be once you were a pro hero?

But Bakugou had been nice enough to threaten/offer to help you study like he did with Kirishima, so you couldn't refuse. After all, he was third in the class for a reason. So you ended up inviting him over to your house after school, hoping that your parents wouldn't mind all of his yelling and foul language. Thankfully they hadn't barged into your room yet, so it must not be that bad.

"You have to memorize this shitty facts soon or else you'll fail off your ass!" Bakugou yelled hoarsely, ripping you from your thoughts. You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his intensely bright red ones for a good minute.

"Oh, right. Yeah I will..." you replied, looking back down at your messy notes. It was exhausting being around someone as intense as him for so long, especially when you were trying to focus and be calm.

"...What the shit does that mean? Do you want to pass or--"

"I said I will, alright!!" you shouted, your voice louder than his for once. His mouth fell open in surprise and his eyes widened until they were as round as saucers.

"Hah?"

"I-I-I'm sorry Bakugou! I'm just frustrated--"

"What the hell are you frustrated with!?" Bakugou asked you, interrupting your hasty apology rudely. You furrowed your eyebrows together and sighed. You were trying to regain your composure but Bakugou just seemed to be making it worse. He narrowed his red eyes and leaned closer to you. His voice was almost like a growl as he said, "Spit it out y/n."

"MYSELF!! Bakugou I'm frustrated with myself!" you yelled balling up your fists tightly. "You just don't get it! Everything comes easy to you...you...you don't struggle with stupid shit like I do! That's why your ego is so fucking big! Cause you've never known hardship!!"

"Oh stop pitying yourself y/n! I've busted my ass getting to where I am!" he yelled back, and you gritted your teeth. You were definitely prepared to get into a screaming match with him, until your dad burst into your room.

"What the heck is happening in here!?" he asked, and Bakugou huffed in annoyance at his presence.

"Nothing dad. Bakugou was just leaving...right?" you asked eyeing the blonde. He looked almost hurt about the fact that you were kicking him out, but he didn't show it for that long.

"Yeah fine. Whatever!" he said, already packing up his books. He rudely pushed past your dad and left your room. You buried your face in your hands and exhaled and your dad copied your reaction.

"That boy is something. I wouldn't want him rescuing me..."

"Pfft, well I'm sure he wouldn't want to rescue you anyway dad."

"How mean!"

...

Needless to say, going to school the next day was awkward. Bakugou usually hung around you and teased you, but today he was outright ignoring you.

You just wanted to apologize to him so that way everything could go back to normal, but he wasn't even giving you a chance. Every time you would approach him he would huff and walk away quickly.

The school day was over now, and you did not want to have Bakugou acting cold towards you tomorrow. So, that is why you were practically sprinting to try and catch up to him as he walked home.

"Bakugou! Wait for me!" you yelled out breathlessly. He glanced over his shoulder at you and narrowed his eyes in anger.

"Go screw yourself y/n! You're pissing me off!!" he yelled back. Well that was the only thing he had said to you all day, so in your mind you were making progress with him.

"Bakugou..."

"Go away!" he yelled, his rough voice nearly cracking with how loud he was yelling. You immediately halted in your steps, trying to assess the tense situation. You were only a few feet away from him now, but it felt like you were miles apart.

"I just wanted to apologize for what I said yesterday...please...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings--"

"Shit! You didn't hurt my feelings." Bakugou interjected sneering at you. "But...you better understand that I've worked fucking hard...everyday! That's what makes me strong alright!"

"I-I know. I shouldn't have just assumed that you haven't worked hard." you replied looking down at the concrete sidewalk. You found it hard to look directly at him when you were being so open and vulnerable. "That was...really stupid and rude of me. I'm sorry."

"...I'll be an even better tutor today then." he said hurriedly. Your head shot up as you gazed at him in shock.

He still wants to help me...even after all this!

"B-Bakugou, you still want to tutor me?"

"Yeah sure. I might have yelled at you too much yesterday...so I...will fucking try not to do that as much today alright?" he replied, a faint red hue adorning his cheeks as you kept on looking at him.

"I appreciate it Bakugou."

"Jeez it's not that big of a deal. Let's just go!" Bakugou said, turning away from you. You smiled widely at the angry blonde, and with a sudden surge of confidence you reached down and clasped his hand. Unsurprisingly, his hands were rough and calloused but you didn't mind. It showed how determined he was to master his explosive quirk, and you found that admirable.

He tensed at the sudden contact though, but that just made you clutch his hand even tighter. "Thank you Bakugou. You know...you're a very caring person under that tough exterior!"

"A-And you're always spouting off useless crap y/n! Let's go already!" he yelled, but his loud words lacked any real anger. You laughed and nodded your head in agreement, eager to go home.

You didn't notice it until later, but during the entire walk to your house he never let go of your hand once.