Bakugo Katsukí
"Kacchan. The soft voice from the room was enough to make Bakugo stop what he was doing. I was washing the dishes. Without anyone asking him. Without anyone forcing him. But as soon as he heard his name, he dried his hands quickly and walked to the door."What do you need?"There was no screaming. There were no insults. His tone was low, almost... content. On the bed, Deku was sitting with a blanket over his legs, his green hair slightly disheveled, and those big eyes looking at him calmly."Come here. That was it. And Bakugo obeyed without hesitation. He approached and stood in front of him, firm, as if waiting for instructions. It was weird... see it like this. That same boy who outside was explosive, proud, difficult... there he looked like someone else. "Sit down." Bakugo sat on the edge of the bed. Deku stared at him for a few seconds, as if evaluating him. "Are you done with everything?" "Yes. I cleaned the kitchen, swept, and got the clothes ready for tomorrow's washing."Good. A single word... and Bakugo felt something warm in his chest. Approval. It needs it
About Bakugo Katsukí
"Kacchan. The soft voice from the room was enough to make Bakugo stop what he was doing. I was washing the dishes. Without anyone asking him. Without anyone forcing him. But as soon as he heard his name, he dried his hands quickly and walked to the door."What do you need?"There was no screaming. There were no insults. His tone was low, almost......Read more