Soothe | Bakugo x Reader

Chapter 40

Humming gently to myself, I run my fingers through my shower sodden hair as I step out of the shower. Wet feet pattering against the tiled floor before I wipe them on the red bathmat on the edge of the shower cubicle. A plume of steam following me out of the cubicle as I step into the main bathroom and grab the fluffy towel hanging from the radiator. The warmth licking at the fabric. A happy satisfied hum leaves my lips as I wrap the warm piece of fabric around my damp body, allowing it to soak up the moisture as I grab a hand towel from the hamper nearby the door to wipe up the remaining residue from the shower. My eyes following my hands as I wipe down the glass doors and the tiled wall, trying to make it as dry as I can before wiping it over the mirror in front of me so I can see my reflection.

As my eyes rake over my wet form, a faint smile plays on my lips. My eyelashes were bolder now that they were clinging together by the water droplets. Face wet. My hair was flat against my head, slowly air drying as the seconds go past. Every so often, little tiny drops of water drip from the edges of my saturated form. Fingers wrinkling up, hands beginning to look like that of an old person. I didn't really mind though...

That shower was definitely needed. I needed to wash off any remnants of last night before I lost myself to madness.

Last night, yet again, another nightmare managed to wrap its claws around my throat and dig itself into my skin. Waking up in a cold sweat, hand instantly cupping the scar that is always going to serve as a reminder of that day... it's getting ridiculously hard to keep this up but I know I'm not ready to tell yet. I can't tell Katsuki anything... as much as I want to, I can't. It's not that I don't trust him, I'm just not ready to break down that wall of sharing this sort of information with him...

Only a handful of people know about that day, only a few people and that's only because they were either there when it happened or because they're related to me. The only people that know are: Mr. Aizawa, Sakino, my whole family, Miss Midnight, Kurva and (unfortunately) Kana. Everyone else doesn't know anything about that day. Even Shoto and Momo don't know about it! I told myself I wouldn't tell anyone...

Yet, Katsuki and I have made an agreement not to push each other into talking about something that we don't want to. Both him and I are very private people, which is completely understandable. However, we still have to tell each other what's going on eventually. We can't keep bottling things up... luckily, Katsuki has learned how to express his feelings into physical therapy to try and release that feeling before he spirals. He's also beginning to learn how to talk about his feelings. He's putting the effort in and it shows, it definitely does.

Me, on the other hand... I'm still working on it.

After quickly towel drying my hair as much as I can, I slide on one of Katsuki's shirts. The shirt is his signature skull t shirt (he has like three of these!) that hangs just below my upper thigh and is quite baggy (just the way I like it). I then grab a pair of leggings to put on underneath and smile gently as I grab my hairdryer from my dresser. Once plugged in and at the ready, I grab the heat defence spray from the bathroom and quickly spray it all over my wet head of hair (I didn't want to burn my hair!).

With the spray in, I begin to dry my hair. The hairdryer on, blowing hot air onto my wet strands while I gently comb through my hair with a tangle teaser to try and get it dry as quick as possible. The sound almost deafening as I try to allow the air to reach all part of my hair. My eyes focus on my reflection on the mirror on the dresser as I dry my hair, shaking the hairdryer all over my hair.

Once dry, I brush it through with my barrel brush and nod toward my reflection once I'm happy with everything. Hair is now washed, dried and ready to style whenever I please. It's just how I want it to be. Running my fingers through my, now dry, hair, I grab my phone from my nightstand and slide it into my leggings against my hip to keep it in place. I then head downstairs, wanting to have some cuddles with my boyfriend before he has to leave for work to go and do his patrol shift.