Bakugo’s chest slowly went up and down as he caught his breath. Sweat dripped off of his forhead and arms as he let his body cool down. He had decided to spar you, finding his growing feelings towards you unnerving and hoping to … sedate them with a fight. Of course that apparently was now having the opposite effect he had in mind.

Beneath him you were doing much the same, breathing heavily as sweat beaded around your hairline. You looked tired, and had definitely taken a good beating during their fight. Of course, he wasn’t much better off.

Still, the fact he had you pinned onto the ground, both sweaty and tired from a fight somehow was making him feel …. nervous? He felt his chest tighten as he looked down at you. His stomach began fluttering… stupid fucking feelings.