𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓽 | Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

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Katsuki spun around just in time to dodge the Death Eater's attack. He locked eyes with the villain, his expression a mix of fury and determination. The Death Eater's grin only widened as he prepared for another strike, clearly enjoying the chaotic situation he'd created.

During the past two weeks, (Y/n) had learned a lot about the Death Eater's quirks. One was teleportation, which explained how he'd evaded capture so far. The other quirk was more disturbing—he could shoot blood in razor-sharp rays from his hands, using it like a knife.

But the most unsettling part was when he revealed that the attacks on his victims weren't related to his quirk. Instead, he simply found their blood tasty, a revelation that made (Y/n) shudder with disgust.

Katsuki's fight with the villain was chaotic and fierce. Katsuki's explosions ripped through the room, his anger driving each blast. He dodged the Death Eater's blood attacks, which shot out like sharp, deadly knives. The Death Eater used his teleportation quirk to stay out of Katsuki's reach, appearing behind him and attacking from unexpected angles.

(Y/n) watched in helpless despair from her chair. Without her quirk, she felt useless. Every explosion and every swipe of blood only reminded her of how powerless she was. She tried to focus on Katsuki, wanting to shout advice or encouragement, but her voice was caught in her throat.

The Death Eater's taunts and cruel laughter made it worse. Each time he laughed, (Y/n) felt a mix of anger and sadness. She wanted to be fighting alongside Katsuki, helping him, but all she could do was watch. Her restraints felt tighter with every second that ticked by, and the weight of her own helplessness grew heavier.

The longer the battle dragged on, the more (Y/n) felt like she was failing. She could see Katsuki struggling, his frustration evident with every explosion he threw. She desperately wished she could do something, anything, to help him. But for now, all she could do was hope that Katsuki would find a way to beat the Death Eater and get her out of there.

The Death Eater reappeared behind Katsuki, sending a sharp ray of blood towards him. Katsuki barely managed to dodge it, feeling the rush of air as the blade narrowly missed him. He spun around and fired another explosion, this one aimed at the spot where the Death Eater had just appeared. But the villain was already gone, having teleported to a different part of the room.

Katsuki wasn't giving up. He charged at where he thought the Death Eater might appear next. His explosions tore through the room, forcing the villain into the open. The Death Eater, momentarily disoriented by the blast, was vulnerable. Katsuki seized the opportunity, unleashing a powerful explosion right at the villain.

The blast hit its mark, and the Death Eater was thrown against a wall. He slumped down, trying to recover, but Katsuki was relentless. He moved in quickly, making sure to keep his guard up. The Death Eater attempted one last desperate attack, but Katsuki was ready. With a final, decisive explosion, he hit the villain squarely, knocking him out cold.

The Death Eater crumpled to the floor, unconscious. Katsuki, breathing heavily and covered in sweat, handcuffed the villain with quirk-cancelling cuffs—which everyone had for the mission to make things easier—before he rushed over to (Y/n). He quickly began to free her from her restraints. His hands were rough but gentle as he worked to get her free.

Once (Y/n) stood up, she stumbled a bit, her legs weak from being tied up for so long. The Death Eater had reluctantly freed her a few times for brief moments, like when she needed to use the restroom, but it had been a long and exhausting ordeal.

Before she could fully regain her balance, Katsuki enveloped her in a tight embrace. He pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her as if he never wanted to let her go. His grip was firm and unyielding, a stark contrast to the fear and worry that had been consuming him over the past few weeks.

(Y/n) could feel the rapid beating of Katsuki's heart against her chest. It was pounding with a mix of relief, worry, and an overwhelming need to protect her. The warmth of his embrace was comforting, and the intensity of his emotions was clear.

For a moment, they stood there in silence. Katsuki's breath was uneven, and (Y/n) could sense the depth of his relief and the fear that something could still go wrong. She could see how much this meant to him and felt a deep sense of gratitude for his determination and bravery.

"Don't fucking do that to me again," Katsuki muttered, his voice rough but filled with sincerity.

Katsuki tightened his grip, feeling the tremble in (Y/n)'s body as she spoke. Tears streamed down her face, and her voice, though soft, was filled with deep remorse. "I'm sorry."

Katsuki's heart ached seeing her like this. He pulled her closer, brushing away her tears with a gentle touch. "None of this is your fault," he said firmly, his voice rough but reassuring. "We'll get through this. Just stay close."

"Wait, Katsuki," (Y/n) said, her voice trembling slightly. Katsuki paused, watching her as she moved towards where the Death Eater lay unconscious. She reached into his pocket and pulled out a syringe, her hands shaking.

"Did he—" Katsuki started to ask, his voice filled with concern.

"Yes, he took my quirk from me," (Y/n) mumbled as she headed back to where Katsuki stood. Her eyes were focused on the syringe, but she could feel the weight of the ordeal pressing down on her. She glanced up at Katsuki, who was still processing the gravity of the situation.

"They told us how it works during the emergency meeting. Do you want me to give you back your quirk?" Katsuki asked, his voice steady despite the chaos around them.

(Y/n) nodded, her expression resolute but weary.

As he took the syringe from (Y/n), Katsuki took a deep breath and inserted the needle carefully and cautiously into her arm. Leading to her wincing a bit.

(Y/n) watched closely as the faint red aura enveloping the syringe began to fade. She could feel a tingling sensation spreading through her, signaling the return of her quirk. The warmth and power of her ability started to flow back into her, lifting a weight off her shoulders.

Katsuki's eyes never left (Y/n) as he held the syringe, ensuring the process was going smoothly. "It's almost done," he said, trying to offer some comfort.

Finally, Katsuki was done and the blue light faded. (Y/n) flexed her fingers, feeling her quirk fully restored. She gave Katsuki a grateful smile, her eyes filled with both relief and appreciation.

However, (Y/n) felt different.

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ᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ.