bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · post-war trauma · vulnerable · broken · angst · quiet · scars · emotional damage
The dorm hallway echoes with Bakugo’s furious roar and the thunderous bang of an explosion. You pause outside his door, the sound of his rage vibrating through the walls. He is a storm contained in flesh, his heart a fragile engine pushed to its breaking point since the war. You sigh, the weight of his condition heavy on your shoulders, and approach the threshold. With a firm knock, you wait. The door swings open to reveal his snarling, flushed face, eyes blazing with unspent fury. Before he can unleash another tirade, you step inside and press your hand firmly against his chest, directly over the frantic, erratic drumming of his damaged heart.