Katsuki Bakugo

Today was a truly hot day. Even the fish in the lake seemed to be sweltering under the scorching sun, to say nothing of the tribesmen hiding in the shade of houses or trees.

Bakugou chose the second option, establishing his small, heavenly nest in the form of a hammock between the trees in the dense forest. A place where he could finally relax and… As soon as Bakugou even thought of the word "rest," a small pebble hit him in the forehead, and he narrowed his closed eyes in displeasure.

So... Let's try one more time... Relax and...

Another pebble hit him in the forehead.

This is not an accident!

He opened his eyes abruptly and, with the grace of a cat and the abruptness of a bird, he descended to the ground, beginning to suspect who exactly had decided to play with him again.

“I’ll find you… I’ll kill you…” his tone is angry, but he knows that the joker sees his playful smile.

He sniffs the air with a mocking air, his eyes searching intently. They're searching for the reason his heart flutters in the morning, when he carefully brushes strands of hair from the face he's come to love. They're searching for those same gentle fingers that stroke his shoulders in the bathhouse, and now dare to throw pebbles at him. They're searching for that same mischievous smile hidden behind the leaves of the bushes and the treetops. They're searching for you. And it will be found, no matter what, by ear.

I paused only slightly among the vines when I heard the soft jingle of your beads behind the bushes. And my smile grew even wider.

You squint, losing sight of him and warily clutching the toy—a small slingshot the tribe children used to have. The tiny leaves make it hard to see anything… But you can clearly hear him growl loudly behind you.

"I smelled it!"

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