જ⁀➴bakugo x yn ༄ post-war ༄ sfw ༄ wc:575
It was the middle of the night and you still couldn't sleep. Not because you didn't want to, but because after all the things that happened during the war you had a hard time being calm and not jump at every little sound you heard. After a while you got up to drink some water and pills. When you reached the kitchen you smelled something really close to cup ramen you stepped into the kitchen and that was when you saw him. Bakugo was leaning against the counter next to the microwave arms crossed gaze cast downwards, he was wearing his usual tank top from which you could see the bandages across his chest.
You walked slowly to not spook him and cleared your throat. He turned his head toward you giving you silent nod, now you weren't bestfriends with the guy but you liked to think that the incident had helped you get closer- even though you wanted to be something more with him- so you knew that it was nearly impossible to see him 1-up after his bed time and 2-eating convenience food at 3 am. So you decided to lighten up the mood by making a little joke "What're you doing here? Shouldn't you be getting your beuty sleep." your voice came out hoarse, that was how it sounded like these past few weeks.
Your quirk was a voice based quirk you could create barriers by humming a tune or you could sing a harsh melody to push something/somebody, basicaly it allowed you to solidify you voice. During the war you were helping by creating multiple barriers to protect the civils and injured heroes, but somewhere along the fight something shifted you saw bakugo lying on the floor helpless with shigaraki aproaching him you knew bakugo was one of the only ones strong enough to defeat him and deep down you couldn't let him just die like this so you screamed as powerful as you could and threw shigaraki into a pile of debris. If you were a year younger you couldn't have even imagined doing that but now not only did you throw shigaraki you put bakugo under a barrier too until the main medic team arrived. After the war you were coughing blood whenever you tried to make a sound and the doctors told you that you may never be able to use your quirk again.
Bakugo took out his cup ramen out of the microwave and said "Shouldn't you be not talking?" your response was immediate "Nope he said no quirk , he didn't say any-*cough*-thing about talking." when you finished bakugo was holding a glass of water toward you while muttering idiot, you thanked him quietly and gulped down half of it.
You sat down with bakugo he was eating his ramen and you were silently watching him. When he finally finished you two went to your rooms but before you could enter bakugo called out for you "Hey! you sure you can sleep by yourself?" you looked at him confused "Huh, what do you mean?" you said with a little pout on your lips. With a blush "I-I mean you would probably get scared by a t-three branch scraping against your window." he stuttered out you huffed out a laugh at his awkwardness which made him even more flustered "Sure brave boy." you said, even though you knew he was probably the scared one.
Bakugo closed the door behind you and stalked towards the bed where you were already making yourself comfortable. He laid next to you and for a moment neither of you spoke you were both looking up at dark ceiling as you recalled the events. Bakugo broke the silence first "I'm sorry...I'm real fucking sorry (y/n)-" he turned towards you with unshed tears in his eyes. The truth was bakugo had always loved your voice wether it be when you were singing or laughing, chatting or yelling. So when he found out in the hospital bed right across from you, that you had lost your voice because of your sudden decision to protect him, he was filled with guilt and frustration. He couldn't believe that the one person whom he felt actually cared by and he wanted to protect forever gave up her quirk to protect him.
You looked at him and your eyes widened he looked broken and guilty. You quickly shushed him and pulled his head close to your chest he had let go of the tears and was holding on to you for dear life while still muttering 'sorry's. After a while he calmed down and you moved a bit to look at his face -god he was so beatiful- he turned his head away from you, realization of what he had done dawning upon him, but you didn't let him and instead hugged him tighter even when he told you to let go. Soon you found yourself sleeping peacefully for the first time after the war.
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟
a/n:omg this was my first fic ever hope you enjoyed it;)
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