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𝖣𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗈𝗇 𝖪𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈𝗎 𝗑 [𝖥𝖾𝗆] 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋
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(Y/n) (L/n). Soon to be Queen of ShadowVale. Her parents had layed her life out since the very beginning, but all she ever wanted w...
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Chapter 14 . . . Admit to fear . . .
Bakugou's POV
"Can you pick up the pace, shitty hair?!"
"Right- Sorry!"
Kirishima was being extremely spacy ever since we started heading to ShadowVale. To be honest, I haven't been in the best mood either. My jaw was tight and I wanted to punch something. By 'something' I meant someone.
The bastard that took her is going to get his ass kicked by yours truly.
I didn't even want to think about it but I couldn't stop myself from picturing her walking beside me, wearing that dumb smile of hers.
How could she be so stupid running in like that? Was she trying to get herself killed? If I see her again I swear I'll-
Wait...
If I see her again...
That thought made my stomach twist with unease, my saliva tasting bitter in my mouth.
The thought of not being able to see her again felt similar to a punch in the face.
No, that was an understatement.
The thought of not being able to see her again was like ripping my heart out of my damn chest.
"Hey, Bakugou. You okay?"
Kirishima's voice brought me out of my daze. I huffed, scowling slightly.
"I'm fine. Just feel like beatin' the shit out of that son of a-"
"Woah- I get you're angry but you got nothing to worry about. We'll get her back, I can feel it!"
His reassurance didn't mean shit to me. All I wanted was to see her. Talk to her. Feel her warmth radiate like that night we slept next to eachother; her body heat emanated from her. It was warm, welcoming, the closest thing to comfort I had felt in a very long time. It was the same feeling when I used to run around the forest as a kid.
It was a bittersweet feeling. Couldn't decide if I liked or hated it.
I didn't even care that I craved her presence. The old me would've been repulsed by the thought of needing someone, but she wasn't just your casual someone. I can't put my finger on what makes her so vibrant, attractive.
Maybe it was her smile. Her eyes? The way they lit up when she talked about something she liked or when she saw a new part of the world. She was like a grown-ass child. I couldn't let that go. I couldn't let her go. I needed her back. Why do I feel like this? I feel like...
Like she took a part of me a long with her...
I haven't been to ShadowVale, ever. The place only reminded me of my parents. I had tried to press its existence so far down, trying to forget. It's better to not remember at all than to be reminded of that pain everyday.
