She's the Man! [BNHA FOOTBALL AU!] (Reader x Bakugou!) BEING REWRITTEN!

07

You clutched the hem of your old, tattered pink shirt that you had gotten way back in grade school. It's been stretched out over the years, and you wore your old volleyball shorts under; They were both actually very comfortable, if you did say so yourself.

Your (h/c) tresses dripped with water, and with darting eyes, you glanced at the man in front of you. Whom you came to know as Ace, and he simply returned an emotionless stare,

"So, can you please keep it a secret?"

You spoke, before adding,

"It's just until the Shiketsu game, after that I don't really care."

You finished, as you unclenched your shirt, and he nodded whilst listening to your words intently. A small silence lingering overhead, but your expression twisted into confusion when a slight smile adorned his lips,

"Sure, I can keep your little secret. I have to admit, this is pretty exciting~"

He smirked,

"---But still."

He said, looking away, before meeting your gaze,

"What's in it for me?"

He questioned, looming over your much-smaller form, and you backed away,

"Umm...."

"You didn't expect me to just agree to keep your secret for free, did you?"

He spoke with a sly smirk, and you panicked when your back hit the wall. He slammed his hands onto the wall, causing you to flinch, and he leaned down,

"You know, I did think it was a little weird."

You raised a brow in confusion,

"---How feminine you looked, I mean."

He whispered, and you furrowed your brows, beginning to get irritated by his behavior. You jutted an arm forwards, prompting him to back up,

"What do you need?"

You questioned, glaring up at him sternly, and he refrained from telling you just how much he loved the way you were glaring at him right now,

"I need you---to help me with schoolwork."

He stated, before backing off,

"You need help? With schoolwork?"

How does he need help with school already?!?!

"Yeah, I suck when it comes to that sort of thing, and I can't afford to fall behind. I need football so---"

He said bluntly, placing his hands into his hoodie pocket, and you stared at him with a perplexed visage.

You shook your head, before clearing your throat,

"I'll try to help you as best as I can, but I'm not exactly Einstein either."

"---Then, try to find a tutor or something!"

He proposed, and you sighed, before reluctantly bringing your hand forwards,

"Fine, it's a deal then."

You spoke, expecting him to shake your hand, but a rather mischevious smile widened on his lips as he lurched forward and engulfed you in a bone-crushing embrace,

Ow---

"Deal!"

He exclaimed, spinning you around before plopping you back onto the floor,

"Never do that again."

You stated curtly, and he cackled as you both made your way out of the dark locker-room,