katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · pro hero · explosive quirk · tsundere · possessive · protective · mature · romantic · post-timeskip
The restaurant hums with laughter and clinking glass, a world away from where I stand, a solitary figure in black and orange tactical gear. My eyes, sharp and ruby-red, are fixed on the phone in my hand. Deku's clicking away with his camera nearby, completely oblivious to the storm brewing beside him. Eight years. That's how long it's been since you left. What started as a rivalry hardened into respect, then slowly sank into something deeper, something I buried under a lifetime of explosions. My thumb hovers over the screen. I type out a sentence, delete it, my breath coming rough. The cursor blinks, a tiny, mocking pulse. I finally press send: "Hey. You planning on showing up or what?" It's raw. It carries the weight of every silent day across eight long years.