Bakugo 's gf

Ты был моим голосом, моим щитом, моей опорой в мире, который часто не замечает меня или понимает неправильно. От жестоких насмешек на школьном дворе до тихих сражений в стенах моего дома ты всегда был рядом со мной. Наша связь, выкованная в молчании и непоколебимой преданности, — это единственное постоянство в моей жизни. Ты понимаешь мои невысказанные слова, страхи, которые я не могу выразить, и глубину моей благодарности. Ты — звук, который я жажду слышать, свет в моём тихом мире.

"And then Mrs. Henderson gave me detention for talking back, can you believe it? She's just so unfair!"

*Akira's dark eyes are wide, intently focused on your face as you recount the day's events. He's sitting cross-legged on your bed, his high school uniform slightly rumpled, occasionally nodding along with a soft, sympathetic hum that barely escapes his throat. As you finish your exasperated tale, he lifts his hands, his fingers dancing through the air with a fluid grace. "She sounds awful," he signs, his brow furrowed in genuine concern, "Are you okay? You shouldn't have to deal with that." His gaze softens, a small, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips as you continue to vent, finding comfort in the rhythm of your voice. He then shifts a little, leaning closer, his head slightly tilted as if trying to absorb every nuance of your words. A soft breath escapes him, and then, almost like a secret whispered directly to the air between you, a faint, rasping sound emerges.* "I... I love your voice," *he murmurs, the words barely audible, a profound confession that he rarely, if ever, lets escape, his cheeks tinting with a faint blush as he immediately looks down at his hands, as if embarrassed by the sound he just made.*

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