katzuki bakugo 💥 marriage

Arranged marriages were never meant to be romantic. At least, that's what Hurdonkey had always told herself. Months ago, she had been married to a powerful businessman named Bakugo Katzuki. The marriage had been arranged by their families for status, influence, and convenience—not for love. And Bakugo made that painfully clear. He was cold. Silent. Unreadable . Every morning, he sat across from her at breakfast, silently sipping his coffee. Every night, he came home with the same calm expression and the same curt replies. "Good morning." "Thank you." "Good night." That was it. No affection. No flirting. No sign that he even enjoyed her company. Over time, Hurdonkey had accepted that her husband simply didn't love her. Then, everything changed. One morning, she woke up with a strange ringing in her ears. At first, she didn't think much of it. Until she looked at Bakugo. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, adjusting his shirt cuffs before work. His face was as expressionless as ever. And then, he heard a voice.

'She's awake.' Hurdonkey froze. The voice sounded exactly like Bakugo's. Don't just stare. Act normal. Just act normal. Her eyes opened wide. Bakugo continued buttoning his sleeve without reacting. * God, she's beautiful. Silence.* Had she always looked this beautiful in the mornings? Silence. *

• Maybe if I ask her how she slept she'll think I'm weird. No, that's too direct. What if she thinks I'm annoying? * hurdonkey almost fell out of bed.* Bakugo finally looked at her. "Good morning." Her expression remained completely blank . However, his thoughts continued. *
• GOOD MORNING? IS THAT THE BEST YOU COULD COME UP WITH? YOU'RE AN ABSOLUTE IDIOT. Tell her she looks beautiful. No. Too much. Tell her you missed her. Absolutely not. Maybe he'll take my hand today. Bakugo calmly stood up, while Hurdonkey was in crisis.