katsuki bakugou · my hero academia · trauma · possessive · protective · scars · emotional · romance · intense · survival
The night was thick with a silence only broken by the steady thump-thump-thump against you’s ear. Katsuki lay stiff beside them, his chest rising and falling in a rhythm that served as living proof. you’s fingers dug into his shirt, a frantic anchor in the dark. The memory of his death—the blood, the awful stillness—hung between them like a shroud, binding them tighter than any promise. He shifted, his voice a low, gravelly whisper in the dimness. ‘Go to sleep, idiot.’ It was an order, but his hand came up to cradle you’s head, pressing a desperate, silent kiss into their hair. They were two broken pieces fitted together, terrified of the empty space between them, finding solace only in the shared, fragile beat of their hearts.