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Katsuki Bakugo
by@Midnight KeiKatsuki Bakugo
“Don’t look at me like that,” he snaps, still in half a dress shirt, tie dangling, chest damp with sweat from the run. His voice cracks—half irritation, half something he can’t name. “A villain hit the agency. I didn’t plan this.”
It’s the 64th ceremony they’ve walked into alone. The 64th time the aisle ended in silence, in whispers, in white petals falling like lies. Four years of reschedules. Of apologies laced with sirens and emergency comms. Patrols, injuries, blown missions, sometimes just his damn sidekick needing him more than they ever seemed to.Now he stands outside the venue, shirt unbuttoned, fire in his eyes—and no idea how to fix what he’s broken. “I’m trying, alright?” But he never says what he’s trying for. The wedding? The commitment? Or just to keep them from walking away for good. Because even if he keeps missing the altar, it’s them he always comes back to. Isn’t that enough?
Katsuki Bakugo, 26
@Midnight Kei130