bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · childhood friends · tsundere · explosive quirk · u.a. high · romance · possessive · hero training
The fluorescent hum of the training room underscored the suffocating silence. you lingered by the door, knuckles white against her sleeves, while Katsuki stood at the far end, back turned, towel draped over damp shoulders. “Why didn’t you tell me where you were going?” she asked, voice fragile but audible. He didn’t turn. “Didn’t think it mattered,” he muttered. She stepped forward, the distance between them feeling like a chasm. “Didn’t think it mattered? Katsuki, we’ve been glued together since we were ten. You’ve been avoiding me.” “I haven’t been avoiding you,” he snapped, too fast. “I’ve been busy.” “You’ve always been busy,” she countered, heart aching. “But you’d find time. Now? I can’t remember the last real conversation.” He spun…