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stuck forever by the glue (pro hero!bakugo x uni student!reader)
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omg this took me a second to understand BUTTTT yes I see ur vision hehehehe 😏🤗 enjoy this little drabble of how I think it’d play out <3
read wifey for some previous context!
stomach bug ୨୧ husband!bakugo x wife!fem!reader
༄.° synopsis what you thought was a mere stomach bug, when combined with mood swings, morning sickness, and a positive pregnancy test, turns out to be something more
warnings pregnancy, vomiting (?), not keeping the baby is mentioned as an option but they ultimately decide to keep it
an as i was writing this i realised katsuki would LOVE leaving reviews under every restaurant he visits ever both good and bad lowk i think he just likes to share his opinion... he does it under a pseudonym so people don't know its dynamight talking about how the pizza was too soggy for his liking and google eventually ends up giving him the 'local guide' tag thing LOL
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the first time you found yourself being rudely awoken by an extreme wave of nausea, you thought that it probably had something to do with whatever you ate at the restaurant katsuki had taken you to on a dinner date the evening prior.
the man himself woke up soon after you'd quickly scurried over to the ensuite bathroom, keeping your hair away from your face and soothingly rubbing your back as you knelt down in front of the toilet at nearly 6:30 in the morning.
after that, he called in sick to work for you and put you on strict bed rest, only allowing you to eat food that he'd make himself to ensure this wouldn't happen again (as well as leaving the restaurant a very angry review consisting mostly of swear words).
for a good couple days, it worked - you slowly but surely regained your strength, and having katsuki hover around you all extra sweet and doting is always an added bonus!
but then it happened again.
despite only eating foods katsuki carefully prepared for you, three days later, you found yourself in the same situation minus your loving husband, who was on patrol this time. you planned on letting him know when he got home, but as soon as you saw the angry look on his face and heard him stomp around in his heavy hero boots, you decided to put it off for another day.
another day never really came. crime rate was increasing exponentially, which meant katsuki had more villains to fight, more sidekicks to train and worst of all, more paperwork to do. as a result, he'd come home irritated on a daily basis, wanting to do nothing other than bury his face in the crook of your neck as you lightly scratched his scalp and decided to put the news of your constant nausea off for yet another day.
the second sign of something not being right was the fact that all of a sudden, your emotions became awfully unpredictable. moments in which you'd usually be calm and collected resulted in you snapping at the nearest person without a second thought, only to be confused as to why you did it upon reflection. paired with katsuki's own bad mood due to stress at work, this quickly turned into a higher frequency of meaningless arguments between the two of you.
"i'm home," katsuki said, his voice a monotone as he carelessly took his boots off and made his way into your shared home. you paused the episode of brooklyn 99 you'd been half-watching and got up to greet him, bowl of instant noodles with what seemed to be nutella in hand.
katsuki glanced down at said bowl, the smallest of smiles making its way onto his face as he said, "i thought i told you to stop eating that junk - i can make you much better, authentic, noodles whenever you'd like."
he was messing with you. you knew he was, he'd been repeating slightly different versions of that exact line from the very first time he'd caught you making a pack of instant noodles, before you'd even began dating. all katsuki had done was an attempt at a lighthearted joke to try to ease the stress and tension that existed between the two of you, and yet, you found yourself in tears.
"what is your problem with me, katsuki?" you managed, before beginning to full-on sob, much to your husband's surprise, "not all of us are health freaks, okay? sometimes, i just wanna eat my food without thinking about all the preservatives and whatever else you go on about!"
just as katsuki was about to apologise, your eyes widened as you felt the sudden bout of nausea you'd grown very familiar with take over. completely disregarding your instant noodle argument, you ran to the bathroom, katsuki following you in confusion.
"hey, hey, baby, what's wrong?" he mumbled, concern laced in his voice as he kneeled down next to you, the scene from that morning after your dinner date repeating itself. as you turned to look at him, you tried to hide the guilt you felt for not telling him when it first happened, but if anyone could read you like an open book, it was katsuki.
his eyes narrowed as he said, "the vomiting never stopped, did it?" when you nodded, your eyes welling with tears again as it hit you that you'd lied to katsuki, he sighed in frustration.
katsuki's lips formed a thin line as he held back from giving you the lecture he usually would've. you were upset enough as is, and your mood has been strange and unpredictable for a while, so he didn't want to make things worse than they already were.
it was as he was thinking about what to say next that realisation hit him like a ton of bricks.
"look, sweetheart, i'm gonna tell you something, but you can't get mad at me, okay?" he said, taking a deep breath before continuing, "it's just a theory - i could be right, i could be wrong."
your brows furrowed at this. out of all the possible things katsuki could've done, coming up with theories and hypotheses was one of the last you expected. still, you nodded, bracing yourself for whatever it could be.
"i think you might be pregnant," at the mention of pregnancy, you felt yourself begin to cry again - sure, you and katsuki had always planned to start a family at some point, but it hasn't even been a year since you'd gotten married.
katsuki, surprisingly calmer than ever, took both your hands in his, "hey, its okay, we're okay, we haven't even checked yet, so i could be completely wrong - its just that... constant vomiting, mood swings, and... instant noodles are bad enough on their own, but with nutella? i thought i taught you better than that," at that last comment, katsuki finally managed to get a giggle out of you.
tightening your grip on his hands, you finally spoke, "katsuki, what if i am pregnant? i mean, i didn't consider it before, but it makes a lot of sense right now... plus, my period's more than a week late."
seeing the guilty and worried look on your face, katsuki's own hardened, "if you're pregnant, then we'll figure it out together. i'm an equal participant in this too, y'know. whether you want to keep it or not, i'll always be here for you, babe. we're a team."
you nodded, a teary smile on your face as katsuki pulled you up on your feet. for the first time in forever, you felt okay. that was a start.
tucking a stray hair behind your ear, katsuki said, "you stay here and wash up, i'll go buy a pregnancy test from the pharmacy and be back before you know it."
that was the plan, and it was exactly what you did. as you waited for katsuki, you entertained the idea of having a mini you-and-him running around the house. maybe having a baby right now wouldn't be too bad. unbeknownst to you, as he was asking the pharmacist which brand of pregnancy test was the most accurate, katsuki thought about the same thing.
by the time katsuki came home, you had both silently decided you wanted to keep it - if you really were pregnant, of course.
the bathroom was quiet as you sat on the toilet seat, staring at the pregnancy test in your hands as you waited for the possibility of two life-changing lines appearing. katsuki stared at you, carefully analysing your face and trying to figure out if you'd come to the same conclusion as him.
when you finally looked up at him, your eyes meeting his ruby-red ones and a smile breaking out on your face, he knew. instantly, katsuki lifted you up and twirled you around right then and there.
your perfect pair was about to gain an even more perfect third member.
plsplspls expand on the uni friends bakugo its totally not bc im now in my second year of uni and i had no friends im totally not projecting why would you ask me that….anyways moots?? sry if this is weird lolol
hiii omg yes of course this au has genuinely been the only thing on my mind since sept and it lowk got me thru uni app season back then as well so i would be more than happy to expand 🤗 & dw babe im SO SO certain u will find your people eventually !!! there are so many of us on this earth so im positive at some point you'll run into the right person at the right time hehe <3 and none of this is weird at all dw !! id love to be mutuals 😚🪽
read my uni friends w/ katsuki au for some more context!
stuck forever by the glue ୨୧ freshly pro hero!bakugo x uni student!reader
༄.° synopsis just a collection of random thoughts i have for this au <3 katsuki fell in love at first meeting but he stayed in denial for a very long time... you fall later! (also i have so many angst ideas regarding this au but i will spare u guys this time) (even if i did write angst mine always has to have a happy ending LOL)
warnings bakugo MIGHT be a bit of an insane loverboy in this (so ooc BUT i wholeheartedly believe this is who he is deep in his soul and that if mha had a shoujo subplot we would see this happening fr)
an i am such a loser loverboy bakugo truther if you couldn't already tell from a lot of what i've previously written lol... his parents are both big romantics in their own ways and when he was a kid he secretly loved when they'd read him those damsel in distress x knight in shining armour type books... he buries it DEEP inside but as you can see it comes out when the right person is involved <3 leaving u guys on a slight cliffhanger for this one lmk if u want more xoxo
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⟢ being friends with katsuki is unlike any other friendship experience you've had... and you've definitely had your fair share of strange friendship experiences. i like to imagine his international heroics programme takes place over a year and consists of lecture-style courses regarding how heroics work in your country and other parts of the world as well as some practical activities where they group heroes from different countries doing the programme together in team-building exercises. it doesn't happen on a daily basis and sometimes if he's lucky with the way they schedule it he'll get weekends off - whenever he does, he immediately books the first train ride over to your city to stay the weekend there.
⟢ does this seem a little stalker crazy? yes, and katsuki's spent many nights wide awake wondering if you'll think he's a total creep for always showing up as soon as he has consecutive days off like that but he honestly can't help it! for whatever reason (true love... but he's in denial right now) he's drawn to you and as a result he impulsively buys train tickets like its nobody's business... one time he was recognised by one of the people working at the train station since they'd helped him last time he was there and they'd laughed and asked if he has a long-distance lover he likes to see... katsuki simply turned bright red and BOLTED away but he genuinely could not interact with you that particular weekend and he'd turn red so often around you you thought he had a fever.
⟢ anyways... he books a random airbnb or a hotel room for whenever he's there (he used to stick to the same one but after he was recognised at the train station he decided it COULD NOT happen again so now he cycles through three different places) but its quite literally only for sleeping purposes cause for the rest of the time he's with you. the first couple times he'd randomly show up you took it as coincidence but after a while the two of you grew used to the little routine you'd built together and you'd look forward to the weekends because you knew he'd be coming to visit!
⟢ you find having katsuki around great for several reasons - the two of you click really well as a duo and it's always a fun time whether you're out shopping or at a cafe or just walking around the city. he's also very chivalrous and always makes you feel super special when you're together via carrying your bags, opening doors for you, standing on the side of the sidewalk closest to the road, and always keeping a hand on the small of your back in crowded areas, amongst many other things. you've had a few romances here and there in your past but none of them could light a candle to how katsuki would treat you... he really is such a great friend! ;)
⟢ your favourite thing about having katsuki around, however, is the fact that he makes the most delicious food you've ever had. you don't know how he manages to turn whatever's left over in your fridge from last week's food shop into the greatest meal ever, but you never let him forget how amazing he is for it... as a result, katsuki insists on cooking for you whenever he's around and that eventually turns into full-on meal prepping with instructions on each tupperware box once you guys have gotten closer.
⟢ while katsuki did tell you bits and pieces about his career as a pro hero back in japan every once in a while, you always believed he was just a trainee or something... he did say he graduated hero school (which was also his high school) two years ago and you didn't really keep up with the whole hero thing in your own country, let alone in japan, so you naturally assumed he didn’t have a very large career or standing since he just started out. you didn't really think too hard about it until one day the two of you are hanging out in your apartment and your roommate shows up, immediately dropping her shopping bags in shock as she lays eyes on the great explosion murder god dynamight watching gossip girl with you. she unashamedly asks for his autograph and you're confused cause... that's just your boy katsuki like !?!? since when was he famous like that? little do you know katsuki refrained from mentioning how he died, came back to life, and basically saved japan and the world at a mere 17 years old...
⟢ after he leaves, your roommate tells you a little about him as a hero and you go on a deep dive on tiktok and the first things you see are NOT the educational videos you were intending to find but instead edits of katsuki by millions of different fan accounts (now you understand why he's always wearing a hoodie and a cap whenever you guys hang out). you secretly save some of them cause he looks TOO good but scroll past any that appear on your feed afterwards cause you cannot be seeing your friend's abs in 4k... however the few edits you did save you rewatch often and they change your perception of him in the same way dreaming about being in a romantic relationship with someone random would
⟢ you eventually resort to google for the actual educational stuff and spend the entire night reading all about katsuki's career from beginning to end... meanwhile the man himself is tossing and turning in his hotel bed absolutely terrified at the idea of you hating him after what you read. he knows that there are some great pieces of work about him on the internet, but he also knows the kind of guy he used to be a couple years ago - there are just as many articles out there talking about how he has a massive ego and isn't deserving of the title pro hero, as well as videos of a version of himself he doesn't fully recognise saying things he wouldn't say now... whatever shall he do?
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like any girl who's heading to uni this september... ive been thinking about meeting freshly pro hero katsuki while in uni. i imagine this as after like one or two years of being graduated from ua and slowly gaining ground as a hero katsuki decides to go abroad for some international heroics programme partially because he genuinely believes its a good programme that'll help him in his career but also partially because his life has slowly become more and more stagnant and he desperately needed to get out of that funk yk... so anyway he somehow ends up getting adopted by a group of people his age who go to uni in the area and eventually through various mutual connections meets you, and for the first time he understands what one of his weird cousins meant when he said that uni is an experience he'll be sad he missed out on.
you're visiting some of your friends who have forced their way into becoming his friends, and at first he dismisses you, assuming you to be overly friendly and slightly irritating like the rest of them, but he's immediately proven wrong when you don't insist on getting to know him and just act like he's been a part of your friend group forever. as the night goes on, katsuki can't help but be captivated by you - you're kind but witty, and you know how to make everybody in the room laugh without even trying (surprisingly, including katsuki). as people start getting into separate mini-conversations, katsuki scrambles for a way to try and talk to you. he usually isn't like this, but you've breathed life into him in a way that he hasn't felt for months, and he can't let go of that when it was half the reason he took the flight over in the first place
luckily, one of your friends notices this - the one who brought katsuki into this social circle, and for the first time katsuki finds himself grateful that this person can't mind their own business to save their life. they tell him which uni you go to and what you study, but right as katsuki's about to pry for more details, he's being shoved in your direction. up close, he can see the details of your skin and the hues in your eyes and its just all so distracting, but he somehow manages to spit out something along the lines of, "your friend over there told me you study [subject]?" and its in that moment that you immediately hit it off.
what was meant to be small talk turns into a full blown conversation about various random topics (this ranges from the differences between heroics in japan and in your country, and whether or not you could be indoctrinated into scientology), and the next thing he knows he's absolutely head over heels in love with you and is thinking of any random excuse to be in your city all the time
(he's pretty sure you mentioned the grocery store near your campus is quite nice - would it make sense for him to be grocery shopping in a completely different city? maybe you'd believe him if he told you the one he usually goes to shut down and he thought he'd try yours, even though there are many others that are much closer to where he lives...)
that night, katsuki returns home and finally lets a big, dopey grin break out on his face as he stares down at his phone screen - your number saved in his phone as "y/n :)", courtesy of yourself. just as he's about to get ready for bed, his phone pings with a message notification
heyy, it's y/n! it was really nice meeting u today :) im gonna be here for a little while longer so i was wondering if u wanted to hang out sometime? u seem rly cool haha. anyway, hope u have a good night!
thank god for your overly friendly, slightly irritating friends
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an hope u guys missed me soz ive been dead for so long but thanks for all the love regardless 🪽 this is 100% getting a part 2 btw its been my never ending thought for ages... the people yearn for young adulthood with bakugo
OMG HIIII 💖💖💖 im sooo sorry this sat in my inbox for so long ☹️ year 13 has been super duper busy for me so I’ve been trying to stay off tumblr so I don’t get sucked into writing fanfic cause TRUST the amount of history content I need to get thru by next month is horrific 😫 i have been checking my notifs on here every once in a while and so I’ve been seeing all the luv you guys still give my fics so thank u so so much for that 🥹 anyways fun fact this time 2 years ago i was writing fanfic on here for another fandom under a different user that is no longer w us while preparing for my gcse exams and i was thinking about that recently which is why i decided to take a proper look at this blog again cause it’s crazy how time flies 😭😭😭 might adopt that method tho cause it had me locked IN for real 🤗🤗 i hope u all have been doing well:)
Hi my loveys finally finished all of my exams !!! 🧘🏼♀️ thank u so much for all ur patience w me hehe 🤗 blog revamp and new content will hopefully be coming soon 😚 take care x
Hi guys I promise I haven’t forgotten about this blog 😣 my last exam is this Wednesday so I will be back soon trust 🙂↕️ thank u for all the love while I’ve been gone!!!! 💖💖
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Hiii, just letting u guys know that starting tmr I have mock exams for two weeks 🥹 so I will be a lot less active on here… I’ll try n maybe post a few shorter things here n there but I need to lock in so bad 😣 thank u for all the love, see u on the other side xx 💖
synopsis: your loyal knight did not return to his post after the afternoon’s tournament concluded, so you take it upon yourself to see to it that he was properly taken care of.
word count: 2.8k
warnings: secret lovers trope, alternate universe - no quirks, wound care, really idk much about period standard wound care and I am building this universe with 1x1 lego bricks so like…grain of salt
read on ao3 | divider by @/cafekitsune
The scene from the tournament haunted you. Your loyal knight was triumphant, appearing to be unscathed as his steed trotted around the arena to bask in the applause from the audience members from your country. The visitors jeered, having seen their hero be dismounted by your knight, but still paid their respects. Before your seat your knight stops, lifting the visor of his helmet to give you one of the roses he’d caught in return for the favor you’d given him at the start of the tournament.
But his eyes held a pain in them that you couldn’t shake. You saw one of the earlier strikes, noticed that it looked to pierce his armor but hoped it was simply your eyes betraying you.
His squire had told you that he’d sent a message your way, reassurance that he was unharmed and would be by your side in the morning as intended. But you kept replaying the hit in your head and knew that there was something wrong.
After tournaments he always came to you, wanting to tell you about his various opponents and how much fun he had in combat. There was always a lesson that he learned or something he thought of that you should know where combat was concerned, and he felt the sooner he told you it would be better to ensure that he didn’t misremember any of the experience.
But even if he had nothing to share, your knight would never avoid you after a tournament.
Unless he was injured.
He would remove himself from your presence if he was injured. The last time you saw him injured you had cried, and he didn’t like seeing you upset. Unfortunately he’s now made you significantly more upset by hiding away when you’d been learning basic medicine skills. This time you wouldn’t have cried because you could actually be useful to him.
It wasn’t the place of a princess to be outside her bedchambers at night, let alone sneaking through the castle with the intent of leaving the safety of the castle walls. His home wasn’t far from the castle grounds, still within what was called the “noble district” but that district was also crawling with potential thieves and other criminals looking for the opportunity to profit off of the richer – just as dangerous there as it was in the slums, according to the palace guard. So you stick to the shadows, a dark cloak covering your head and shoulders to hide your identity from the citizens you passed until you’re at the door you sought.
Three knocks and you’re face-to-face with the squire who you’d seen hours before, the shock on his face amusing but understandable given the circumstances.
“Princess?” His hushed whisper is met with your nod, and you assert your royal presence by carefully pushing by the young man to enter your knight’s home.
“My parents would be quite upset if they heard I was outside the castle this late. You’ll keep this a secret, I’m sure.”
“O-of course, Princess.” He’s nodding eagerly, taking your cloak when you hand it to him and leaving you to walk through the smaller house in search of your knight. Ideally he'd be resting, but your eyes go wide when you see red splattered across the floors. A trail of blood, used bandages and rags leads you to his bedroom, where you see your usually proud knight slumped over against the wall while trying to keep pressure on the wound he’d sustained.
“You shouldn’t be here,” he forces out, looking out the window to see the darkness outside before looking back to you as you adjust the skirt of your dress so you can kneel beside him better. “You’ll ruin your-”
“This dress is ages old, specifically meant for getting ruined running around a forest with you.” The reminder makes him smile, but he’s reluctant to move his hands from his torso to show you the wound. “Allow me to take care of you, my dear knight.”
“It’s shameful to allow you to see me this way.”
“I’m sure we’ve been in much more shameful positions.”
“Not in front of my squire,” he whispers, and you bite your bottom lip as you pull from the stack of clean rags. While his squire had sworn loyalty to him in return for his training, and by extension the boy had sworn loyalty to the crown, he was still a boy and gossip surrounding the royal family was always of interest to the denizens of your kingdom. Especially where you were concerned, as many attempts to arrange a marriage had fallen flat with neighboring kingdoms and various lords who had sworn fealty to your parents. Everyone wanted to know why the Princess was yet to be wed, and you could not at this time have it be revealed that your personal guard had stolen your heart.
“Youung squire, could you fetch another bucket of hot water?” you call out, your eyes staying firm on your knight’s as your hands pull his bloodied ones from his wound when the squire gives an affirmative response. “You should’ve come to me.”
“Nobody should see me like this, least of all you. Besides, the squire has to come to terms with the reality of knighthood.”
“It seems you still haven’t come to terms with the reality of service to your Princess.”
“Protecting you from this sight is a service to my Princess. You haven’t come to terms with the reality that is being truly protected.”
“If it means being unable to care for you in your time of need, then that is not the protection I want.”
The room falls quiet with your somber confession, your bloodied hands maintaining your focus despite the wound you were supposed to be inspecting. You could not be protected from every little thing in the world, and your preparations for your ascension to the throne involved being aware of the harsher realities outside of the castle. Criminals, assassins, spies, war — all of it needed to be understood by you so you could lead adequately. The realities of combat, whether friendly or unfriendly, did not escape your scope. Nor did you wish for them to, for you could not be an adequate ruler if you ran from the very basic facts of life.
“Besides,” you speak up again, looking up from your hands to your knight’s tired gaze. “I saw the strike and how you behaved afterwards. I knew you were in pain.”
“And were so worried you snuck out of the castle to come see me.”
“And I’d do it again without hesitation.”
“What is the plan for your return to the castle?”
“You’ll escort me in the morning.”
You had it all figured out, and you knew he’d do his best to be mostly recovered by the morning so he could return to his duties as your personal guard. You’d keep your activities light, probably confined to either your bedchamber or the library (more likely the library, considering your parents would not be happy about your late night adventure and would send you to study a military tactics book as your punishment). It would probably be for the best that the healer your father kept on retainer look after his injury to ensure it didn’t grow infected. Staying with him for the night would be significantly safer than trying to return to the castle on your own, or with a squire or injured knight as your guide.
“Your parents will have my head,” he warns, but you only shake your head in denial of the claim.
“And you, knowing you couldn’t properly defend me on the way home, kept me in your home to keep me safe.”
He starts to argue, only to pause when the sound of his squire approaching becomes clear. For the young man to see his master arguing with the Princess, of all people, would be the opposite of the chivalrous values Sir Eijirou was trying to instill in his squire.
“Here is the hot water, Princess.”
“Thank you. Now please run to the tavern and have a meal, and bring one back for Sir Eijirou. He’ll need it to keep his strength up.”
You know that while extra hands sometimes were helpful, especially where needing to help your knight to his feet and into his bed would be involved later, but at this point it’s best that you sit privately with your knight for a short while. There was a tension in the room between you both, your own concern over his injury did not mix well with his concern over your presence in his house late in the night, and that tension was best worked out in private – not with the lingering eyes and ears of a squire.
So you dip into the small purse you carried and fished out a few coins without really looking, holding them out to the squire as your knight watches on with interest. There were probably rules about taking gifts from the nobles and royals, but none of that mattered to you in this moment because you were the Princess and the highest ranking authority figure in this house currently. The squire looks at your palm, eyes wide as he looks between your palm and your face (that was quickly losing the gentle mask you wore while out in public), before they dart to his master’s tired expression. This continues for a few moments before you push your hand closer to him, prompting him to take the damn coin and be gone, but he doesn’t move until Sir Eijirou gives him a nod and request for bread and meat – any kind – then he’s accepting the coins from your hands and running off with his thanks.
“Why was my authority as a Princess questioned?”
“Not your authority,” the knight assures, bringing his bloodstained hand to rest on your hip. “You gave him enough coin to feed the whole tavern, anyone would be uncertain to accept that much, let alone from the Princess.”
“It wasn’t that much,” you mumble, dipping the rag into the hot water– only wincing a little at the temperature– before bringing it to his skin to clear away the blood that had dried. “How much do you pay him, anyways?”
“He’s paid in room, board, and personal training from the Princess’ personal guard. My recommendation alone will ensure he’s on retainer for the rest of his career, after it starts.” You only hum, continuing to gently scrub at his skins with your movements growing gentler as you move closer to the wound in his torso. “I also give him a modest allowance.”
You nod, dipping the rag back into the bucket and watching as the water tints a pink color with the addition of his blood. It wasn’t the first time you’d seen blood, and it definitely wasn’t the first time you’d seen his blood. A lifelong friendship had you watching him through all of his training, and he’d amassed a significant number of injuries over that time. It wasn’t surprising that he could get hurt, tournaments were just as dangerous as any other activity a knight could find themselves in.
A couple years ago a knight had died during your birthday tournament, which was horrifying but allowed Sir Eijirou to win his place as your personal guard. This injury was different from the bruises or superficial cuts you’d seen on him over the years – he’d been stabbed through his armor. You’d never seen a puncture wound like this, so to see one on your beloved knight that was causing him so much pain…you didn’t like this. He was pale, forcing a smile for your comfort despite the pain he was in, and he was injured providing your entertainment this afternoon. That might’ve been the worst part of it all – he’d done it for you and that was why he was injured.
“I’m sorry,” is all you can bring yourself to whisper, bringing your bottom lip between your teeth in an effort to stop yourself from crying.
“Why are you sorry?”
You can’t answer, your bottom lip trembles between your teeth as your wet fingers try to unroll the bandages left out. If you could bandage it tightly, he should be okay. If you could do it correctly, to help him until he could see your family’s personal healer, it could be okay.
His hands pull the bandages from yours, setting them in his lap before he carefully tilts your chin up so you’d meet his gaze.
“Why are you crying?”
“You’re hurt after participating in my tournament. F-for me, I can’t—“
“I was being foolish when it happened.” You want to be mad at his interruption, but his thumb strokes your cheek so delicately you can’t find the words to ruin this soft moment. You could ruin many other moments at a later date, this moment needed both you and your beloved knight to protect it with everything you had. ”Had I been mature, Bakugou’s strike would not have landed. So please, your highness, don’t cry for this clumsy knight.”
“It would be foolish of me to ask you to grow up,” you whisper, forcing a smile for your dear knight and feeling lighter when he returns the gesture. “Let me finish your bandages. Tomorrow morning I’ll take you to Father’s healer to ensure you recover quickly.”
“I apologize for causing you to worry,” he murmurs, his thumb running across your lips to silence you before you could interject. “It’s improper for a knight to cause such worry to the people he’s vowed to protect. If you’ll continue to have me as your protector, I will not make the same mistake again.”
”And what was your mistake, Sir Eijirou?”
”Acting foolishly on a battlefield to impress the Princess. Those are the mistakes of squires and the newly knighted, a knight wearing the crest of the Princess should never act that way.”
”You mean the crest of the King?”
”I did not misspeak.”
You have nothing to say to that, for further encouraging his disrespect to your father would only land you both in a lot of trouble if it became a habit. But you do tilt your head to kiss his dirty palm, making a note to properly scrub the rest of his body once you finish bandaging his wound.
“The bandages, dear knight.” It’s not a request, and he knows that— you know that he knows— yet his hand still grips the roll tightly and refuses to acquiesce to your orders. “Your risk of infection increases with every second that wound is left uncovered in your hardheadedness.”
“Will you forgive me for my negligence, Princess?”
You’d forgiven him the moment you’d seen him in such a pathetic state, and still carried the guilt of HI’s injury regardless of what he’d said. His own negligence was a factor, and that would not be denied, but he was doing it for you. He wanted your smile, to confirm that your attention was his and his alone, you were the motivation for his negligence and the reason he was in the tournament therefore you were at fault. You could go back and forth with him regarding the semantics of who should be carrying the guilt until you both were blue in the face, and you know he’s equally equipped to battle you verbally as he is to disarm an opponent on horseback, so you chose to swallow your arguments and let him continue to carry his burden and belief that he also carried yours.
“You’re forgiven, my dear knight.”
“Thank you, my love. Now stop wasting your tears, I’ve heard they’re magical.” His goal is to make you happy again, to lighten the heavy weight he’d placed on your heart with his actions today, and you know this too well. But he’s handing the bandages back to you, so you reward his cooperation by playing along.
“Did you now?”
“They say the Princess’ tears can help the blind see again.”
“You’d make a fortune at the markets with your close proximity to her.” Your hands work diligently as you speak, tightly wrapping the bandaging around his torso to hopefully put a stop to any further bleeding.
“I would never wish to see my Princess cry, or capitalize on her feelings that would cause her tears.” He leans forward, a grunt of pain leaving him as he does, successfully closing the distance between you. His nose brushes against your own, his skin pale due to the loss of blood but a smile on his face nonetheless as he continues, “I’m the richest man in the land carrying your love for me.”
“I think that should hold through the night,” you whisper, a smile on your face as he mumbles his thanks to you. You know your natural next step should be to help him to his feet and get him into his bed, but there was a comfort in being so close to him after expending so much worry on him. Especially when he rests his head against your shoulder, providing the moment of calm that you needed after an evening full of worry for your dear knight. “You’ll be more comfortable in your bed.”
thinking about gossiping with katsuki… he always has this holier than thou attitude when it comes to gossiping even when it’s just relaying information and not actual shit talking except he is nosy as hell and loves to eavesdrop… (s1 pro eavesdropper katsuki i’ll never forget you) it’s always the same routine with you and him: you’ll start telling him some story you heard from one of your friends from another course, he’ll pretend to be disinterested but will still be half listening because he’d rather die than make you feel like you’re not being listened to, by the end of it he’s weighing in and making theories and everything… next day he shows up to your dorm with new intel and you’re like where did you get all this information from?? cause you know your boyfriend well enough to know he hangs around the same four people every day and he’ll go “heh… i’ve got my sources” the sources being him just happening to be at the right place at the right time… he especially loves when you talk about other couples and even more when it’s a shitty guy specifically cause then he gets to go “hm. i would NEVER do something that heinous…” and flex about the fact that you two are the best couple in the whole school… he is so silly
⤷ masterlist ♡ more of katsuki
an this is all you guys are getting out of me today cause my mind is blank so sorry... pls send ideas to write 🙏🏼
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