the only exception | bakugou katsuki

19 | taurus' stars

The next night; the sky seemed bleak. Not a single constellation in sight. Just castaways scattered across the forsaken void as they lost their way sticking in places where they should be. Misfits crossing misfits. A graveyard of the mocked that became fools for wasting its light shining on false tragedies.

Yuna gazed at them, resulting in nothing.

However, she was entranced and unsettled by the vastness of the universe, experienced in a jolt of recognition that the night sky is not just a wallpaper but a deeply foreign ocean whose currents are steadily carrying off all other castaways, who share her predicament but are already well out of earshot—worlds and stars who would've been lost entirely except for the scrap of light they were able to fling out into the dark, a message in a bottle that's only just now washing up in the Earth's atmosphere, an invitation to a party that already ended a million years ago.

At the field, around her, the street was eerily silent. Minisu had closed an hour ago. The wind tries to be quiet. The clouds tried not to weep. The moon tries to smile. The grass danced wistfully with each other.

And his footsteps violently crushed the grass beneath them.

"H—"

"Yes. I know I didn't bring my skateboard."

"I haven't even said anything."

"But you had this face like you wanna take a shit every time you try to confront me."

"Fuck you."

"Feel free."

She hears a sigh from him. "Look, I don't care what's the fucking problem so just tell me."

"Tell you what?"

"Don't make me ask again, headphones."

Yuna laughs a little at the nickname. Part of her missed him calling her that, yet part of her just wants to break. She was a fuse of light and dark, but she didn't know which one would conquer first.

"It's just.. stupid. Really. My mum and I were just arguing about you last night. She saw me hugging you apparently. Big deal."

"Told you so."

She chuckled a little. "Not helping, Kat. I felt like shit the whole day."

"Well yeah, but don't expect another hug from me." Bakugou sat down beside her, slouching while he naturally gazed at the sky as well. "Or just don't fucking hug me."

She smiled a little—wistfully. "She keeps saying that I don't know how life works and stuff like that. But then the longer I thought about it, the more it made sense. It's not like I'm gonna pursue my dreams so soon."

"Keep talking like that and I'll kill you."

"W-What?" A small burst of laughter escaped her lips. "Why?"

"I don't get why you're so hell-bent on what people say about you. So what? People talk shit about me all the time too. And what did I do? I call out those fucking cowards who could only talk and talk while their stupid brains remained the same. They don't grow if they don't do shit about it. That's why I always do whatever the fuck I can to get to the number one spot."

Yuna took a deep breath. One thing she knew about the blond was that he would give an awfully long lecture even for someone like him. Perhaps the guy had been through a lot in heroic terms, but she didn't mind. Just the part that if she cries? She would entirely blame Bakugou for it.

"Everything that people tell you is important, everything that people say you should care about, it's all just bullshit. But sometimes you gotta mess up to figure things out." He said.