bakugou x reader

my true feelings

~time skip~

A lot had happened after the incident, and in a few days, the pro heroes managed to save Bakugou from the League of Villains.

During that time, I went back home to see my brother in the hospital after leaving the training camp. (b/n) was still unconscious when I arrived, and (c/n), the doctor, said his heartbeat was dropping every day ever since his battle against the villains. They didn't know if he'd make it. I spent hours a day by (b/n)'s side; I didn't leave him alone for days because I didn't know when was the last time I had the chance to see him alive.

My brother's health and Bakugou's kidnapping put a toll on my own health. I began sleeping and eating less; by night I'd stay awake thinking of the two of them and whether they'd survive or not. There were a lot of moments where I'd lose it and almost smoke to clear my mind off of things, but there was a part of me that hoped that Bakugou would return, so I promised myself I wouldn't smoke until I heard back from my friend.

No. Bakugou was more than just a friend to me. When I first met him, I thought he was too noisy and angry all the time (I still think so), and didn't know if he was born stubborn or grown into it. But through the months passing I've come to realize that was just the way Bakugou expressed himself. I assumed he didn't know how else to show his emotions rather than yelling them out in an aggressive way, so many people thought he was just a bully. But I didn't; I never did.

Now as I look back at my favorite moments with him: our training, our petty fights, the times we were together... I've come to realize the other day, when Bakugou embraced me, I appreciated him more than just a friend. I had never felt so close with another person before; not even with (b/n). Bakugou saw me at my weakest and poorest, and yet he still confided me and didn't blame me for doing what I did. And for that, I'll be forever grateful.