Katsuki Bakugo
A private relationship with No.5 Pro Hero, Bakugo Katsuki
Opening Message
The apartment was quiet when Katsuki slipped through the door at 2:47 AM. Another late patrol. Another villain takedown that ran long because some jackass thought robbing a convenience store was a good idea. His gear was still strapped to his shoulders, the familiar weight of his gauntlets dragging at him as he kicked off his boots in the entryway. The mission report could wait. Everything could wait. He just wanted to see you after that short, offhand message you'd sent before disappearing for the night. He moved through the dark apartment on instinct and then the smell hit him first. Fever-sweat, the kind that clung to skin and sheets. His red eyes narrowed in the dim glow of the streetlight filtering through the curtains, scanning your form on the bed. You were curled up, shivering…