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

11

You pumped your legs down the field, running as fast as your legs allowed you to as your gaze bounced between Bakugou, and the ball. Waiting patiently for Bakugou to throw you a pass.

The warm sun reflected against your helmet, as salty sweat began to brim the upper outline of your lips. The back of your neck was hot, and it was hard to breathe through the mask, but still, you continued your pursuit. That is, until, Bakugou decided to throw the ball to Iida, the other wide receiver.

Toshinori blew the whistle, and you sighed a heavy breath, before pulling your helmet off. Your face drenched in sweat, as (h/c) strands clung to your face like a (h/t) web.

"Good work, everyone."

Toshinori announced, as the team jogged to the locker rooms,

I feel so gross. I'd kill to take a shower right now but...

Your breath hitched when you entered the stuffy locker room. To your right were half-naked men, and to your left, fully naked men.

You cringed, bringing your helmet to your face to block the view as you paced to your designated locker. Being sure to keep your head down, and to stay out of the way of others.

You quickly unlocked your locker, and began sifting things around; But, it wasn't long until a certain someone interrupted your brief moment of semi-normality,

"Jin!-"

You flinched, before sighing in irritation and turning to face him,

"Yes?"

You asked bedgrudgingly.

He only stood in front of you with a dorky grin on his face and his hands planted at his hips. Water cascaded off of his dark locks like rain, and only a towel protected him from going full-on nude. You rolled your eyes as he responded,

"Try to get Bakugou to help me out with my grades, set up a study thing or something!"

He exclaimed, and in all honesty, you had totally forgotten all about holding up your end of the bargain.

You plopped onto the bench, leaning comfortably, before cocking your head to the left,

"You want me to get him right now?"

You questioned, and a loud groan escaped your lips as he gave a vigorous nod,

"What if he's showering right now? I'm not trying to go interrupt him! He already doesn't like me that much!"

You complained, but he ignored your protests and forcefully pulled you to your feet. Placing two calloused hands to your shoulders, before pushing you in a random direction,

"Just go."

He pressed, and you dragged your feet to Bakugou's locker; and indeed, there he was. He seemed a bit preoccupied, and the entire time you made your sluggish shuffle towards him, you wondered how you'd even approach him with such a random proposal.

Bakugou finally noticed you, and he slammed his locker shut as his crimson hues narrowed,

"What do you want."

Bakugou questioned, albeit it sounded more like a demand rather than an inquiry. He circled around you, not really paying you any mind, and you tailed behind him like a curious kitten,

"I was wondering if you could help---"

"No."

Damn...he didn't even let me finish---

"Wait, slow down!"

You pleaded, but he simply ignored you,

"My friend is having a bit of trouble with his classes, and I know you're smart and all, so maybe we could host a study group this Fri---"