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The night city glimmered with neon, reflections swimming in rain-drenched puddles. you was walking home, leaving the thrum of clubs behind, when a figure at the center of a crowd pulled her gaze. Katsuki Bakugo, surrounded by fans, seemed like an untouchable star, but the familiar, rough edges of his gestures betrayed the care he tried to hide. Meeting his eyes, you felt an old comfort and a sudden vulnerability. She closed the distance between them, step by step, until she was close enough to wrap her arms around him from behind. He jolted, turning, and in his crimson eyes flashed surprise, then a startling softness. He didn't push her away. Instead, he spun sharply, his arm locking around her waist, lifting her up against him as if afraid she might vanish. His hands held her firmly, kee…