Stupid Wolf (Discontinued)

39. Inhibitions

"Katsuki?" You blinked up at the blonde whos eyes gave you a quick appraisal before he scoffed and stood back up, seeming to judge that you were just fine.

Even still, he reached out a hand down in offer to help you up

"Of course your dumb ass would actually fall asleep on the damn roof... I didn't take that long."

The roof?

You looked around and felt your heart sink at the gardenless surroundings, sighing before taking the outstretched hand to bring yourself to your feet.

The garden may not be there, but was this reality? Your actual present reality?

The others had been so vivid and you had no way to tell...

You went to step over to the edge of the roof to look around but felt yourself get caught mid step.
Your arm was held straight out, your fingers somehow looped with Katsukis.

"Mm?"

Had he not let go of your hand? Why?

He didn't meet your eyes as his teeth clenched before he took a deep breath, seeming to be unsure.

It sent a wave of nausea through you to see the usually cocky, confident and definitely arrogant blonde seem so... lost. 

"(Y/N)... I've been thinking. About what I wanted to say to you. And even though I've had so much time to try and put the words together, they just never make sense and I just sound like a fucking dumbass and I don't know how the hell I'm supposed to even start something like this and I'm angry with myself for getting angry about it and feeling stupid and like I'm putting too much into-"

"Katsuki! Breathe."
You interupted his rambling and placed your hands on his shoulders, slipping your fingers out of his in the process.

You completely missed the way his eyes fell, lingering on his hand that had just been holding yours but was now bare of your touch.

"Breathe, okay. Short sentences are okay too, yanno." You tried to tease, trying to quell the growing scent of anxious Alpha.

It was causing your omega to squirm deep inside, scared and alert. If anything made an Alpha anxious then it sure as hell should terrify an Omega.

There was a long pause before Katsuki looked up and finally met your eyes again, pain and discomfort swimming in his own that made it hard to hold yourself away from him, to comfort him, to cower in his chest to hide away from whatever was making him smell so sour and anxious.

God dammit Omega, down!

"Kats..." You urged and he tensed at the nickname, bristling at the way it stirred his insides, motivating him to get through this... Even if he did sound like that damn Deku with his rambling...

He needed to get this damn apology out of his mouth and try win you back... For his sake.

"I'm sorry."

Yup. Still dreaming.

In what world would Bakugo Katsuki hold your hand and tell you he's sorry while... blushing?!

The realisation made you smirk, looking down at where your hands had once again somehow connected, impressed by how real and warm he felt. The rough callouses from his quirk were a nice touch.... It would have almost made you think it was real if not for the way he was acting.

You decided a little bit of fun was in order...

"Yeah, you should be." You mused lightly, lifting your still entwined hands and smiling at them as you held them at chin height, examining the way his hand was perfectly formed to yours.