Text Back (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader)

Blue

Aizawa is the embodiment of what this year has started off as.

He could hear his heart pounding in his ears. His skin was boiling so fervently his sweat felt like ice rolling down in cascades. He tried and gasped for the slimmest sliver of oxygen yet every attempt only rushed in a new wave of heavy sludge into his throat. Tears brimmed the corners of his eyes as he felt his lungs shrivel...

His chest jolted for one last gulp of air but it was the final gate opening as the thick, burning liquid consumed his body and his consciousness....

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Katsuki bolted upright with a hoarse shout. His hands immediately latched onto his throat. An immeasurable sigh of relief washed over him as he could feel the clearness in his airways. Once his rattled heartbeat began to slow and his heavy panting settled he realized that it was just another nightmare.

He grit his teeth in frustration. Why was this happening to him? The dream had been plaguing his sleep like a ghost. It wasn't a nightly recurrence but it was just familiar enough that he could remember every detail with vivid memory. His limbs still trembled from the chaotic adrenaline coursing through him.

However, Katsuki wasn't able to linger on the terrors for long as he heard an audible thump come from upstairs. He frowned and cautiously stood up to inspect the odd noise.

Bakugou made it to the base of the stairs when he caught a glimpse of something looming a top. His vision was impaired from just waking up but he recognized the person's frame as your own.

It had to be around 5AM, what the hell were you doing up so early?

"(y/n)...?" He whispered.

You either ignored him or didn't hear him because you proceeded. You sluggishly sauntered forward in a trance as your heel nicked the steps and slipped. You stumbled and in an instant were pulled down by gravity.

Instincts clicked like lightning as the kick drum of his heart was once again ignited. Bakugou flung himself at you just in time for you to narrowly miss your head making impact with the stairs. You collapsed in his arms much to the relief of Katsuki.

"Jesus fucking Christ... what the hell are you doing?" He scolded with a hiss. He glanced down at you but found that your eyes were closed shut. His gaze instead shifted to the nearly dim fade of your freckles and your knitted eyebrows.

You tried to stand up but he could tell you were weak. Katsuki recalled what you had told him about your quirk. He had almost completely forgotten about it.

"Alright, up we go," He murmured, scooping you up by your legs and back. You softly hummed and rested your head against his chest.

It was still a little early but the sun would be out soon and he knew the perfect spot for that. At the end of the hallway was a balcony his family used mostly for decoration but it wasn't off limits. Katsuki slid back the glass door and carefully brought you two outside.

In the corner was a lounge chair which he used to seat you both. Unfortunately, it was a little too small for two bodies to share so he improvised and gently laid you over his lap your head still pressed against his torso. Bakugou hoped you wouldn't mind but you seemed pretty comfortable since you were snoozing away unaware.

Katsuki sighed, the rush that had frightened away his sleep earlier was gone now because he could feel his muscles begin to relax. His breathing deepened as his senses were beginning to come to a mind-numbing halt. His heavy eyes flickered down to you briefly.

Your face was serene, no longer was it struggling to inch towards its objective. You had probably already realized you were safe. Your hand lightly grasped at Katsuki's bare chest for comfort and murmured incoherently.