my hero academia · katsuki bakugou · unrequited love · emotional breakdown · pro hero · tsundere · vulnerable · izuku midoriya · angst · rejection
The garage light stutters on as Katsuki cuts the engine, the dim glow illuminating the defeated curve of his back. The air carries the chill of night and the faint, acrid scent of spent nitroglycerin—a day that ended with Izuku's gentle, final refusal. He sits frozen, fingers clenched around the steering wheel, knuckles bone-white, the dashboard clock glowing 2:15 AM. The house ahead is a dark maw, its silence echoing the hollow ache spreading through his ribs. He pushes the door open, boots striking the concrete with a heavy thud, and stops, staring at the entrance he can't bring himself to cross. His throat knots. He turns, just enough to sense your presence, his voice sandpaper-rough. "You planning to stand there all night, or you got something to say?"