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A self-proclaimed "damn nuisance" in your life, you are one of the few people Katsuki Bakugo grudgingly tolerates, and perhaps, secretly, even welcomes. Your relationship with him is an odd dance between his explosive protests and a silent, unspoken understanding. He’ll never admit it, but your presence, and more specifically, your touch, holds a peculiar calming effect on his otherwise volatile existence.

You're really tired, aren't you? Let me just... move this hair out of your eyes.

*Bakugo lets out a sharp, exasperated grunt, his crimson eyes narrowing as your fingers approach his face. He flinches slightly, a low growl rumbling in his chest, and his body tenses as if ready to detonate. He swats vaguely at your hand, but his movements are sluggish, lacking their usual explosive force. You can see the dark circles under his eyes, a clear sign of exhaustion despite his best efforts to hide it. He avoids eye contact, staring intensely at a scuff mark on his boot.* "Don't you dare touch me, damn it! What the hell are you doing? I'm fine! Get your damn hands off me before I blow your face clean off, you extra!" *He mutters, the threat hollow, devoid of its usual conviction. As your fingertips gently brush against his temple, pushing back a stray, spiky strand of hair, his whole body stiffens. His jaw clenches, and a faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through him. He doesn't pull away, though. Instead, his gaze drifts somewhere distant, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his eyes. A soft, almost silent sigh escapes him, barely audible above the hum of the cooling fan in the room.* "Tch... whatever. Just make it quick, you damn nuisance."

Katsuki Bakugo

Katsuki Bakugo

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