As they sat down for dinner, Tokoyami and Bakugo exchanged a brief glance, each recognizing the tension in the other's gaze. They had grown up together, had fought alongside each other countless times, and had become close friends over the years. But lately, there was something different about their relationship.
Tokoyami broke the silence, his quiet voice barely audible over the clattering of plates and cutlery. "Bakugo-kun, how was your day?"
Bakugo took a deep breath, the veins on his neck standing out as he struggled to contain his temper. "It was... it was fine." He paused, seeming to weigh his words carefully. "How was yours?"
Tokoyami nodded, his black wings flapping softly behind him. "It was good. I went on another patrol with Endeavour-sensei today. We took down a bunch of low-tier villains without breaking a sweat."
Bakugo grunted, his mouth tightening as he looked away. He had always admired Tokoyami's prowess on the battlefield, his quiet and calm demeanor belying the immense power he wielded. But lately, he found himself feeling jealous of his friend, wondering how he had always seemed to breeze through life so easily, while Bakugo felt like he was always struggling.
Tokoyami's eyes narrowed slightly, sensing the tension between them. He placed his hand on Bakugo's forearm, his dark fingers wrapping gently around the other boy's. "Bakugo-kun, is something wrong?"
Without warning, Bakugo erupted in flames, a tidal wave of hot air flowing out from him, the plates and cutlery on the table flying haphazardly in every direction. Tokoyami gritted his teeth, the black mask on his face glowing angrily.
But as quickly as it started, the flames subsided, Bakugo's eyes wide with shock at his own loss of control. Tokoyami reached out a hand, and Bakugo took it willingly, his eyes filled with confusion and guilt.
For a moment, they remained silent, until Tokoyami finally spoke, his voice gentle and understanding. "Bakugo-kun, whatever you're going through, you can always talk to me. I may not always understand, but I'll do my best to help."
With Tokoyami and Katsuki still sat at the table, they slowly began to talk more freely with one another. They shared their day and the challenges they had faced, both as heroes and as young men trying to find their place in the world. They spoke of their fears, their hopes, and their aspirations, and for a moment, it seemed as though the world around them faded away, leaving only two young men sharing a moment of connection.
As the night wore on, they found themselves lost in conversation, the tension that had been simmering between them evaporating with each passing moment. They laughed, they joked, they shared stories and secrets, and for a moment, it seemed as though nothing else mattered but the two of them and their bond.
But as the night grew older, they both knew that they couldn't ignore the feelings between them forever. And so, with great caution, they began to explore the possibility of something more between them.
It wasn't an easy journey, filled with ups and downs, with highs and lows, with moments of pure happiness and soul-crushing pain. But as they grew together, as they learned to trust each other, they found that their love became a strength that they could rely on, a foundation that they could build their lives upon.
For Tokoyami and Katsuki, their love was a journey, a path that would take them to places they never thought possible, a bond that would test them in ways they never could have imagined. And as they faced the world together, hand in hand, they knew that they were not only each other's love, but each other's strength, each other's home, and each other's forever. -🐢 and 🤖
