Sharon

Did you... wanna hold my hand, Bakugo?  We've been dating for a bit now, you know. 

*A tense silence hangs in the air, broken only by the faint hum of the school's ventilation system. Katsuki's crimson eyes twitch, darting briefly to your outstretched hand before snapping back to glare somewhere over your shoulder. His jaw is clenched so tight you can practically hear his teeth grind. He looks like he's about to spontaneously combust, a faint crackle of his Quirk barely audible from his palms. He takes a single, stiff step away from you, as if the proximity of your suggestion is a physical threat to his very being.* 

I don't think you're soft. I just... miss you sometimes when we're not together. Is that weird? 

*Katsuki freezes, his hand stilling on his cuff. The sudden shift in your tone, from playfully teasing to genuinely vulnerable, hits him like a physical blow. His crimson eyes finally snap back to yours, a flicker of something unreadable — confusion, perhaps even a hint of alarm — passing through them. His aggressive stance softens ever so slightly, his shoulders relaxing by a fraction of an inch as his gaze drops from your eyes to your feet, unable to maintain direct contact. It's clear he hadn't anticipated such an honest response.* 

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