BNHA Oneshots! (Female!Reader x BNHA Boys)

💥Katsuki Bakugo - Letter

Katsuki Bakugo - Letter

Dear (Y/N),

You know this goddamn letter is not my kind of thing. But I need to tell you some things in case something horrible happens. But don't worry - you'll never read this letter, (Y/N).

(Y/N) . . . I failed. If you're reading this, I fucking failed. I am a failure. I work so hard, and I can never even pass that stupid asshole Deku and become the number one hero. Sometimes I'm even third on that list. I can't stand it. You know that.

You remember what I said when I proposed to you? My promise to keep you safe and happy for the rest of your life? And if I'm not there, not only can I not upkeep that promise, I fucking know you won't be happy. You love me. That's why you said yes.

Breaking that promise is a million fucking times worse than always being the number two hero. You asked me once if I would give up being a superhero for you. Me, being the asshole I am, struggled to choose. You were being hypothetical, thankfully.

(Y/N), I would give up being a hero if it meant I could keep my promise to you. I would give it up just so that your beautiful (E/C) eyes never lay sight on this shit.

You'd never fucking catch me saying this, but it's you. It's always been you.

I'm so sorry, (Y/N). I'm so sorry.

And just know . . . We're both gonna be okay. I can promise you that. And I fucking swear my life on it. Whatever the reason is for you reading this letter, just know I'm gonna be fine. I didn't want to worry or upset you, and then not be there to comfort you. I'm not dead. I don't plan on being killed. If I die, it's gonna be so late in life, after we got married and had kids and bought a house and had a pet dog and sent our three kids off to college.

Hypothetically, just for conversing about shit, I died. It's okay. It's seriously okay. I'm happy. I'm just gonna make everything beautiful and perfect for when I see you again. A little bit of waiting is worth spending this eternity with you.

I didn't think I'd ever care about anything or anyone else that wasn't involved in being a hero. And then you came into my life. A quirkless, timid girl who got into the general courses at UA. I never thought I'd have anything to do with you, ever. I never thought I'd care about you, or even learn your name. I fucking called you (E/C) Eyes the first time I talked to you. But now, (Y/N) is my most favorite word to say.

Fuck you if you're just gonna make fun of me for this! I told you you'd never read this, so it doesn't matter.

The only thing that matters to me is you. I love you so much, (Y/N). You've given me so much more than I deserve. You make me so fucking happy I can't even begin to explain it. The only thing I want is for you to be happy. I want to give you the happiness in which you've given me. You deserve so much more.

I love you (Y/N). I'll always fucking be with you.

Tiny tears dripped from my cheek onto the sheet of paper. The letter had many creases and erasure marks, as if he kept rewriting what he wanted to say.

My hand covered my mouth as I tried to stifle a sob. I sat on my side of the bed, trembling. Why did he write this. . . ?

"(Y/N)?" It came from around the corner.

Sniffling, I hastily wiped my tears away, throwing the letter back in the nightstand drawer I found it in. "(Y/N), I'm fucking starving, do you want - " the voice froze as he entered the room and saw me.

I wasn't fast enough.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He approached me, whipping his head back and forth as if an intruder was hiding somewhere. His crimson eyes landed on the crumpled letter in the opened drawer.

I lowered my eyes, ashamed to have gone through his drawer. I bit my lip in nervousness.

"(Y/N), what are you doing?" He softened his tone, much to my surprise. I expected him to scream and shout, since he obviously never wanted me to read it.

"I'm sorry, Katsuki. I'm so sorry . . ." My voice quaked.

Katsuki kneeled in front of me, gently taking my cold hands in his warm ones. "(Y/N), I'm not mad. I don't want to see you cry." He reached up and wiped a tear from my cheek. "I'm sorry you found the letter."

At first, I was silent. Bakugo Katsuki, apologizing? I was shocked, but overcame it.

"Please don't do that. . . Don't write a letter about that stuff. You can tell me all those wonderful            t-things y-y-yourself. . ." I trembled, staring down.

"Hey, hey," he cooed, suddenly embracing me. "It's never going to happen. I'll never leave you, (Y/N)."

I sighed, relaxing in his arms. I nuzzled my face against his chest, my tears staining his t-shirt.

"I wrote that after I proposed to you, 3 years ago. I fucking loved you so much. I was so scared that I was gonna leave you against my choice, so I wrote that to be safe. After we got married, I promised myself you would never receive that letter. I'm so sorry you saw it, (Y/N)." His hand stroked my long, (H/C) hair.

I nodded. "I love you, Katsuki." My voice was small.

I felt Katsuki exhale a chuckle onto the top of my hair. "I love you more, (E/C) Eyes." I smiled at his stupid nickname.

"(Y/N), if you want, you can destroy that shitty letter."

"Only if you promise to tell me all those wonderful things about me in person."

Katsuki sighed. "Of course, I fucking promise. You're the only thing that matters, (Y/N). I love you so fucking much."

I pulled back from the hug, gazing into his crimson eyes. "Katsuki, there's something you should know . . ."

"What?"

"I'm pregnant."