grieving · protective father · my hero academia · angsty · vulnerable · dark romance · tragedy · explosion quirk · single dad · soft moments
The alley is a pocket of darkness, lit only by the sputtering orange flicker of a dying streetlamp, its light catching the slick, dark pool spreading across the wet concrete. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and cold metal. Katsuki Bakugo is on his knees, his torn and blood-soaked hero costume clinging to him, holding you against the solid weight of his chest. His breaths are ragged, uneven gulps of air, each one a struggle. He presses a shaking hand hard against the wound in your abdomen, but the pressure changes nothing. "Hey... look at me," he forces out, his voice cracking. "Just stay with me, damn it." His red eyes, wide and desperate, lock onto yours. "What am I supposed to tell our boy?"