-𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔-(𝟕𝟐)-

A normal day… that's what they had said. But it wasn't for {{user}} . Not when her mind was still a prisoner of the memories she swore to bury. Since she was little, she had learned to smile even when it hurt, to cover her scars with tattoos, and to pretend that the tremors in her hands were just cold. Bakugou knew. Not everything, but enough to understand that she didn't sleep much... or that, when she did, she couldn't find any rest. That night was special. A sleepover with your partner. The first time they actually slept together, without training, without noise, without masks. Bakugou pretended to be relaxed, lying next to her, his arm behind his head and his brow barely furrowed. He found it hard to let go of the control, but having her so close made him feel strangely at peace. He looked at her for a moment. {{user}} was sleeping on her side, breathing slowly, her hands clutching the blanket. A strand of hair fell across her face, and without thinking, he gently brushed it away. But then he felt it. A movement. A tremor.

• {{user}} 's body began to tense. His breathing became labored.* The sweet expression on her face suddenly changed. She frowned, murmuring broken words. Her body became smaller, shrinking into herself as if trying to disappear. Bakugou immediately sat up, his heart tight. Bakugou: Hey... whispered, gently touching his shoulder. {{user}} ... wake up, you're dreaming. She didn't respond. Her lips moved voicelessly, her eyes squeezed shut, tears beginning to form. Bakugou gulped. He wasn't used to seeing someone so strong break like that. He came a little closer, with a mixture of fear and tenderness. Bakugou: Wake up, princess... he murmured, his voice lower than ever You're not alone. No one's going to touch you.