#bakugoustalking

                     “God, What am I even doing here” Katsuki thought to himself as he stood below your windows for what seemed like the hundredth time. Staring up as the deafening rain surrounded him he watched you scrolled on your phone, Eyes fluttering here and there as sleep began to overcome you. You yawned cracking your neck and leaning your cheek on the hand not in use at the moment, Desperate to finish reading the story before you. Katsuku Closed his eyes for a moment, Imagining what it would be like to be there with you rather than out here. In that moment, the clatter of the rain and the distant sounds of cars faded, and all he could hear was the small but heavy breaths from your lips, The tiny twitches you made when you slept, the occasional sharp breaths you made as you shifted into a comfortable position. You’d be going to sleep soon and he Knew he couldn’t stay there any longer or he might just stay the whole night. He didn’t want to stalk you like this, it made him feel weird and creepy, which was quite the opposite of what he aspired to be. But He was scared he’d push you away if he really talked to you. I mean, he had anger issues yeah, but with you he never wanted to raise his voice. He had liked you since elementary school, but when you found out you had no quirk he knew that you’d start going to different schools at some point. But then you started hanging with that Stupid Izuku, Oh how that made His blood boil. To this day he still harbors negative feelings towards Midoria because of that. But You never put up with him being mean to Izuku. So he would just get mad and leave, not wanting to be mean to you but also not wanting to look weak. By middle school you two had gotten a little closer being in the same class and he soon found that this may be more than just a little crush. But, when it was time to choose high schools, He knew that he’d never see you again. On the last day of 8th Grade Graduation, he wanted to tell you Exactly how he felt for you. But, He didn’t want to put you on the spot like that so he decided not to... A decision he’d come regret for years to come. The following years he Worked hard, he wanted to become the best hero so that the day he does tell you how he’s felt, you’d stay with him because you’d understand that he was the only one who could really protect you. He had always remembered where you lived, and when you moved sophomore year he found your address rather quickly, not that it was far anyways. Ever single day after school and training, he’d made sure you got home safe before going home himself. And on days when he couldn’t like the time he got Captured by the league, Or went on a trip with his school, he’d always rush over, anxious that something had happened to you while he was gone. Yet, no matter how long he was gone, you were always as safe as bumblebee. He’d come late at night to see you, Hiding in the shadows only close enough to see you but not for you to see him. You often liked to read your silly stories. From the reactions you showed, he knew exactly what you read and when. You were such a strange person. On warm clear nights, when the moon was bright and the He’d always see your face stern with tension, eyes widening as you glance at you closet or under your bed. Horror, he chuckled to himself. And on Cold windy nights, your face always had a thrilled excitement laced across your face, sometimes pumping your fist or dancing around your room after you had finished. Adventures, Something you used to love doing as a child. But, your favorite stories to read, especially on nights such as this, your features would soften, a soft blush on your cheeks, the occasional lip bite. Yes, he knew very well that you were reading Romance. And Each time after you had finished a story, you’d stare outside longingly. Sometimes he wished that it was him you saw in that far love that clouded the very thoughts that you had. That if he did have the courage to knock on your door, you’d answer with a joy-filled smile and a big hug. That you’d sit down and talk for hours, laughing and sharing stories. That, by the end of the night when it was time for him to go, you could share a single kiss and a promise to see each other the next day. But, with how far he has already gone, he knew that it was all it will ever be. A thought. He could only love you from a distance, because if you got close, he was scared that you might find out just how much he really did love you. And you’d see what he did to the others that claimed they felt the same... So He pulled his hoodie further down over his face and silently slipped away into the night, smiling to himself at the thought of seeing you the next day.