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To All The Love We Didn’t Share

Mha B. Katsuki x Reader Warnings: Angst, Swearing, Injury, Catastrophe A/N: Just a drabble of Bakugo and the reader having too much history to be together in any other situation

I should have seen this coming.

The rooftop of her abandoned building turned studio apartment had never felt so much like home. Y/n gazed out to the screaming orange, red, and purple sky. She stood on the concrete roof for an hour, looking for it. 

Just when the cold began to be too much, it appeared- he appeared. Broken and battered, covered in bruises and blood. Her lips parted and Bakugo almost wept at the pure concern in her eyes as he crumbled to the ground beside her. 

Y/n crouched down beside him, supporting him all the way inside. She draped him on her sofa, running to the bathroom and back with her arms filled with a variety of medical supplies.

“Buy me dinner first- at least,” 

Y/n scowled at him and continued to get him out of the bloody costume. “You’re an idiot.” 

Bakugo let out a sharp puff of air and smiled softly, almost afraid to laugh.

Though he was hazy and disoriented, he still remembered everything about her house. “I’ve missed it here.”

Y/n’s quick patch-up work paused at his statement, but started almost as quickly as it stopped. 

His hands catch hers as she disinfects one of the deeper wounds on his chest- “I’ve missed you.”

Y/n looked from his crimson eyes to the chaos outside before turning back again. “I’ve missed you too.”

Bakugo leant back on the sofa, as if he could relax for the first time in years. A small, dopey smile pulled on his lips as he closed his eyes, letting her get back to fixing him up. 

Despite being more out-of-it than ever, more disoriented and hurt than he might ever had been, Bakugo came to her once more. Shaking the implication from her head, Y/n retrieved one of his abandoned outfits from the back of her closet, handing them to him and putting the supplies back. 

She sighed, standing up from her crouch on the bathroom floor and making her way back to the living room, sitting awkwardly next to him.

The silence was a storm brewing, bubbling up her anxiety and biding its time.

“Why weren’t you out fighting?”

Y/n froze, her hand instinctively going to cover her stomach.

“I just.. couldn’t.”

He scoffed- “You’ve never backed down from a fight before- scared were you?”

“Terrified.”

A stunned Bakugo and solemn Y/n sat together. She couldn’t take the quiet, so she turned on the tv- a mistake.

Pro-Heros can’t contain the aftermath of fight, asteroid continues its path

Y/n gasped when Bakugo’s hand squeezes hers reassuringly. She slouched over, putting her head on his shoulder.

“It should have always been like this,”

“What?” She didn’t look up at him, “The world suddenly ending?”

“No,” he rested his head on top of hers, “Us together.”

A bittersweet smile pulled on her lips. “You’re wrong.” A million memories flashed through her eyes, “We never would have worked. We’re too much together, too much push and too much pull. We were never meant to love one another.”

He bit his bottom lip- “You really think that? There was never a way we could have been together?”

Y/n paused- “Maybe when the world is ending?”

Bakugo chuckled, his eyes crinkling. “God- I love you,” he said it breathily, filled with so much emotion and adoration. Y/n froze and sat up, looking him in the eyes.

I love you.

“I have to tell you something,”

This can’t be the end,

“and I’m so fucking sorry,”

I should have seen this coming-

“but I’m pregnant.”