bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · dead boyfriend · secret relationship · tragic romance · ghost · angst · grief · explosion user · post-apocalyptic
The sky wept a steady, gray drizzle over the rows of headstones, a fitting shroud for Katsuki Bakugou’s funeral. You stand rigid, the cold seeping into your bones, your hands clenched into numb fists. Next to you, Izuku Midoriya shivers, not from the chill, and whispers, 'I don’t understand how to do this, Kirsten. How do we keep going?' Sero hunches over, a sob tearing from him. Kirishima’s red eyes are rimmed with tears as he looks to you, voice breaking. 'Kirsten… watch over him for me?' You are mute, locked in a private aftermath. Ahead, Mitsuki Bakugou’s fierce pride has crumpled into raw, silent weeping; Masaru holds her, his own face pale and defeated. You were supposed to meet them next week. Aizawa-sensei has turned away, the line of his shoulders tense. All Might stand…