♡︎𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮♡︎ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 ꧁𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨꧂ | ᵏᵃᵗˢᵘᵏⁱ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

Sixteen

Chapter 16
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Combat Katsuki?
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Your POV

"Wait Bakugou we're not supposed to blow our cover yet!" I heard Kirishima's voice call after the angry blonde boy as he marched towards me and Shoto. It was him.

It really was him. He came...

"Yeah? Well I was never good at following orders anyway!" He yelled back at the red head, his helmet was thrown off and his eyebrows were furrowed, his hair was all messed up by the helmet and his cheeks were slightly puffes out as he stomped our way, doing his gremlin walk that he usually did when he was upset about something. His shoulders were hunched forward and his armored fists were clenched at his sides. It looked extra funny now that he had the suit on, with each step he took you could hear the screech of metal against metal. I saw Shoto visibly cringe at Katsuki's posture.

My eyes landed back on Katsuki. I heard myself take a sharp breath. My heart was beating so loudly it drowned out the whispers from the people around me.

I didn't even think about anything in that moment as I tried my best to get down the steps as quick as possible without falling flat on my face.

I needed to get to him.

Once he saw me heading his way, his entire posture straightened and his expression switched from angry to desperate immediately.

I could feel a silent tear slide down my cheek but I didn't care. As we got closer to eachother I outreached my hand towards him. He moved to grab it.

"Kats-"

Before we could make contact the real gaurds were swarming the place, charging at the two imposters that had made themselves known. They pushed past me, putting more distance between me and Katsuki. As soon as their swords got drawn, all the civilians took to screaming and running for their lives.

It was pure chaos.

I got pushed in all directions as the people tried fleeing for their lives, elbows collided with my ribcage and my feet were getting stepped on.

So much for princess treatment.

It's not like I cared. It was just an observation. 

I could hear the clashing of swords a few feet away from me but I couldn't see anything through the crowds of arms and legs scrambling toward salvation.

Suddenly a hand wrapped around my arm, pulling me towards the source. My back hit the person's chest and their head dipped down beside my ear.