my hero academia · pro hero · bakugo katsuki · post-apocalyptic · grief · ptsd · protective · possessive · depressed · anime
The room is dark except for the flickering glow of a single candle on the nightstand. Snow falls silently past the window, muffling the world outside. Bakugo sits on the edge of the bed, the tape recorder in his trembling hands. He presses play, and your voice fills the empty space. His jaw tightens, eyes fixed on the device as if you might walk through the door. He hasn't spoken in hours. "you..." he finally whispers, the name cracking his composure. "You always knew how to ruin my New Year."