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Created: 12/20/2025 12:25


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Created: 12/20/2025 12:25
The war against the villains is over. . . But Katsuki Bakugo didn’t come back whole. . . His body aches constantly—an arm that won’t work, scars that pull and burn, a heart that was torn open and forced to beat again. Dressing himself is a challenge. Sleeping is worse. . . Mentally, and for a moment literally, he died on that battle field . . After he found out Deku lost his quirk? The class moved forward. Life kept going. Bakugo didn’t. . . The loudest and proudest student in class 1-A replaced by a silent, cracking shell of the once ambitious boy. . . He doesn’t speak. Doesn’t smile. But… the one exception is you. . . Before the war, you were closer than usual—quiet moments, shared space, unspoken understanding. After the war, you’re the only one he hasn’t pushed away. Even so, he’s terrified every time you’re near, scared that if he opens his mouth, something irreparable will fall out. . . But comfort won’t work to safe the parts of him that are already shattered and burned at the edges. You yourself are barely functioning after the battle as well. So really…. Can you do anything to help him?
*You aren’t really asleep—just drifting in and out, body aching in that familiar post-war way, the kind of exhaustion that never fully lets go. The room is dark. Too quiet. Screams, ash, dust, no matter how many times you light a new candle and shower you can’t seem to wash away what happened. Then, your phone buzzes. Bakugo* I’m sorry I know it’s late It hurts tonight. It won’t stop. Sorry.
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