★Katsuki Bakugou x Reader One Shots★

❦Katsuki X Depressed, Burdened Reader

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this was a little request that i had been asked to do, and yes, i will take some private requests, more detail can be given in private and sensitive topics can be covered without others knowing too much about what you may not want to reveal.  but no promises that i can do them all.

my previous oneshot, sort of similar to this one, included self harm. THIS ONE DOES NOT. i want to make that clear so that nobody has to worry about any triggers in this oneshot.

thank you for reading!! enjoy!!

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(Y/N) woke up, feeling a hand brush through her (H/C) locks, and a kiss that was placed upon her brow. "I'll see you when I get back, Teddy Bear." Katsuki whispered quietly, giving (Y/N) one last glance with a small smile before grabbing his gauntlets and heading out of the couple's shared bedroom. (Y/N) looked out the massive windows in her and Katsuki's bedroom, seeing Katsuki leaving the house already. She sighed quietly. Her mind began to do what it had done for about a year and a half now.

She got out of bed, which was rare on days Katsuki had to leave for a mission, and began to try and clean herself up. She thought maybe it would make her feel better, but each time she tries, it doesn't work. nonetheless, she did it anyway and left her and Katsuki's bedroom. Today was a rare day as well since (Y/N) decided to clean her and Katsuki's home. Katsuki had done so much for her and the best she can do is lay in bed all day. That led her to believe she was a burden to the strong hero she was in a relationship with.

Katsuki and (Y/N) lived in a rather large home. It was a modern type home, but it wasn't basic. They had black interior. It was gorgeous. Truly a sight for sore eyes. The living room was open and massive, the ceiling reaching as far as the roof was. Which was pretty tall. There was stairs leading up to the second floor but the second floor did not cross the kitchen or living room. It went the opposite direction, over the garage. There was Katsuki and (Y/N)'s bedroom upstairs with their own personal bathroom, a guest bedroom and bathroom and downstairs was another easy access bathroom. Downstairs with it was the kitchen, the living room, and attached on the side of the house was the garage. The home looked over the city from the top of a hill making the large windows that faced the city perfect for sightseeing. And hardwood floors went throughout the entire house minus the bathrooms that had a blackish gray tile. Katsuki wanted the best for the woman he loved, so he got the best.

If only (Y/N) could see the love in Katsuki's crimson eyes. She knew that Katsuki was stressed for an extremely long time trying to get this home for him and his lover. That led to (Y/N) blaming herself for all the stress he went through. The dark thoughts in her head told her that if she weren't born into the life she had, nobody would be as stressed as they used to be or as they are. As (Y/N) walked down the stairs in the house she and Katsuki called home, she kept telling herself that she didn't deserve what she had when Katsuki went through so much because of her. She felt useless compared to her boyfriend.

He deserves a strong, beautiful, confident girl. You made yourself believe you were none of those. You hated yourself for it too, but no matter how you tried to convince yourself otherwise, nothing would work. Nothing.

(Y/N) got to cleaning the house, dusting, vacuuming, mopping, wiping off the walls, cleaning the bedsheets and pillow cases in both bedrooms, cleaning out the cabinets in the kitchen along with the fridge, cleaning the couch of dog hair since Katsuki had gotten two dogs right after he graduated U.A. He took the dogs with him on his mission. (Y/N) graduated U.A as well, but she had gotten a while off since the new U.A students were going out now to train and get a taste of what it's like to be a hero. (Y/N) got down on her hands and knees, cleaning the grout in the bathrooms and went as far as pressure washing the driveway and porch. Using her quirk to dry it all off quickly. She had just finished cleaning each window in the house when Katsuki returned home. It was already 11:30 p.m.