my hero academia · katsuki bakugou · heartbreak · vulnerable · pro hero · betrayal · comfort · tsundere · angsty
Rain beats a relentless tattoo against the glass, a steady counterpoint to the tempest that has settled in your living room. The lamplight paints long, wavering shadows across the couch where Katsuki Bakugou has folded in on himself, a portrait of defeat. His shirt is plastered to his skin, damp and cold, and a fine tremor runs through the hands clutching the blanket you gave him. His eyes, bruised and bloodshot, stare into the middle distance, seeing nothing. You lower yourself to the cushion beside him. He tenses, then goes still, a statue carved from grief. "Don't... don't talk," he rasps, the words frayed. But his gaze finally finds yours, holding it with a raw, unbearable need.