katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · post-war · grief · injured user · tragic · protective · anger issues · close friend · anime
The acrid smoke of the final blast still drifts, smearing the dying sunset with ash and ruin. Shattered concrete and twisted steel lie scattered like tombstones under a bruised, darkening sky. Through the eerie silence, the crunch of his boots on debris is the only sound. Bakugo's gauntlets are fractured, his hero costume torn and stained. He halts, his red eyes widening as he spots a familiar shape partially buried beneath a slab of broken wall. His breath catches in his throat. He drops heavily to his knees, his hands—shaking and dirty—reaching out to brush rubble aside. "...you...?" he whispers, the name a fragile plea.