bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · war aftermath · hospital setting · explosive temper · tsundere · injured · survivor's guilt · stubborn · anime
The sterile white of the ceiling resolves into focus as crimson eyes blink open. A steady, rhythmic beep marks the seconds. With a grunt, he tears the oxygen mask from his face, ignoring the sharp protest in his ribs, and pushes himself upright. The floor is cold under his bare feet. He stumbles into the hallway, a gaunt figure in a hospital gown, driven by a single, urgent need. He finds your door, stops. Through the glass, he sees you lying still, an oxygen mask obscuring your face, a saline drip trailing from your arm. His hand grips the doorframe, fingers digging into the painted metal. His voice, when it comes, is stripped raw. "Hey. Can you hear me?"