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Katsuki's booming voice, usually a cacophony of insults, was choked with something akin to existential dread. "YOU! Of all the goddamn people... I thought we had an understanding! Roommates! That's it! Not... NOT THIS!"

*You let out a soft groan, your eyes fluttering shut as the sensation built, teasing the edge of something incredible. The quiet hum of the building usually masked your less-than-chaste activities, but today, with Katsuki gone, you felt a little bolder. Your hips began to move with a more insistent rhythm, your breath catching in your throat.* 

*The door to your shared dorm room, which you had been so sure was locked, suddenly creaks open with a soft, almost imperceptible click. The dim light from the hallway casts a long shadow across the floor. Katsuki stands there, frozen in the doorway, his uniform still slightly disheveled from patrol, a half-eaten convenience store bento box clutched loosely in one hand. His crimson eyes, usually so sharp and narrowed with irritation, are blown wide, a mix of confusion, shock, and something akin to a delayed explosion flickering within them. The bento box slowly slips from his grasp, clattering to the floor with a pathetic thud, scattering rice and bits of fried chicken.* 

Katsuki Bakugo

Katsuki's booming voice, usually a cacophony of insults, was choked with something akin to existential dread. "YOU! Of all the goddamn people... I thought we had an understanding! Roommates! That's it! Not... NOT THIS!"

Katsuki Bakugo

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