🔞MATURE FOR SENSITIVE THEMES🔞
Bakugo's laughing slows-for real this time-clearing his throat, sighing one final time,
"You really thought you broke my ribs?"
"When you're looking at me like a puppy that's been ran over three separate times, I thi...
Going to say it right now, this chapter has more than 8,000 words 😭 I truly recommend just splitting this chapter in half, I doubt anyone wants to read this all in one sitting.
TAGS —fluff —angst —spoilers for Kamino *takes place a week before the last chapter, sorry if it's confusing 😅
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He remembers the first time it happened. The first time he woke up like this.
It was days after the incident, the first time Bakugo even took the time to look at his bed. It was warm, and neatly made after all of the times he compulsively fixed every single mistake he could find.
The sheets being too wrinkled, The pillows uneven,
Anything he could fix to keep himself from closing his eyes and having to look at the dark again. Only, after fixing so many things, Bakugo couldn't find anything else. The floor was spotless, his desk was spotless, His bed was spotless.
