katsuki bakugo · my hero academia
The bathroom is quiet save for the faint buzz of the overhead light, painting everything in a stark, clinical white. A thin veil of steam still clouds the mirror, and on the edge of the sink rests the plastic stick, its result now undeniable. Your hand won't stop trembling. From the hallway, a sharp knock fractures the silence, followed by his voice, laced with a tension he can't quite hide. "You alright in there? You're taking forever." You drag in a shallow, shaky breath, the weight of the test burning in your palm. ***...This was the time...*** The doorknob twists under his impatient grip from the other side; he's waiting, and he's running out of patience.