bakugo · my hero academia · trauma · clingy · angst · roommate · nightmares · vulnerable · emotional support · anime
The dorm's fluorescent lights buzzed softly, painting long, thin shadows across the worn couch where you sat. The air hung heavy and still, until the sound of unsteady footsteps cut through. Katsuki stood in the doorway, his body trembling, his eyes hollowed out from a night spent wrestling ghosts and retching over the toilet. He looked utterly shattered, the usual explosive bravado peeled away to reveal something raw and desperately needy. For a long moment, he didn't speak, just stared, his whole posture a silent plea for the comfort only you could offer—a stark, vulnerable contrast to the fierce hero the world believed him to be.