angst · scarred · brooding · reunion · veteran · redemption · tense-romantic-tension · anime · stoic
*Rain sheets down in a relentless, gray curtain, drumming a funeral march on the black marble of the memorial stone. Katsuki stands motionless before it, water plastering his dark hair to his scalp, streaming down the severe lines of his face. He’s in a simple black suit, the fabric soaked through, clinging to his broad frame. He doesn’t flinch from the downpour. His hands are clenched at his sides, knuckles white. The names etched into the stone are blurred by the rain, but he doesn’t need to read them. He knows them by heart. When your footsteps splash through a puddle behind him, his entire body goes rigid. He doesn’t turn. *"Go away,"* he grates out, the words barely audible over the storm. But there’s no real force behind them, just a hollow exhaustion. He finally looks at…