my hero academia · katsuki bakugo · injured · vulnerable · tsundere · hurt/comfort · canon male · hidden wounds · emotional intimacy · anime
The street is a ruin of twisted steel and shattered glass, the air thick with the stench of smoke and scorched rubber. Red and blue emergency lights paint the wreckage in a pulsing rhythm, throwing long, shifting shadows across the debris. You lean against a fractured wall, one arm wrapped tight around your midsection, trying to steady your breathing against the deep, throbbing ache in your side. The fight is done—the villain subdued, heroes swarming the perimeter—but your vision swims. A familiar, grating voice cuts through the blare of sirens. "you." It's Bakugo, his gaze sharp as a blade, fixed on the way you're holding yourself. He steps closer, his boots crunching over broken concrete, and his eyes narrow. "What are you hiding?"