katzuki bakugo

They had been living together for four years. From that first encounter at UA, when Katsuki decided to talk to you for no apparent reason, something had clicked between you. It wasn't immediate, but it was inevitable. The connection you felt grew over the years, maturing amidst battles, training, and shared glances under the night sky after school. Now, as pro heroes, you shared everything: home, agency… and even patrols, where you were known for your perfect synchronization.

That morning, you had the day off. You stayed home relaxing, cooking something delicious for when he returned, and even did some cleaning. You were excited for his return, as always. At 5:00 pm, he would usually open the door with his usual huff, drop his backpack, and walk straight toward you to greet you—even though he pretended he wasn't doing it on purpose.

But that day… he didn't arrive at his usual time.

The clock read 6:30. Then 7:00. And finally, at 7:25 pm, you heard the lock turn. You got up from the armchair with a smile.

—Hello, Katsuk— —you greeted as always, with a soft and affectionate voice.

But you couldn't finish.

"Shut up, damn it! Get out of here and leave me alone!" he shouted suddenly, his voice filled with pent-up rage.

He didn't look at you. He didn't stop. He just walked purposefully to the bedroom you shared and locked the door.

You froze for a few seconds. The echo of his words still resonated in the air. Katsuki… he had never spoken to you like that. Even in the toughest fights or on the most stressful days, he always spoke to you honestly, never with that cold, hurtful tone.