Oct 2, 2019
‘ bakugo-kun? ’ her thumbs continue to move across her phone, typing another message. ‘ you weren’t at class today, are you alight? ’ she presses send and pockets the device, beginning her trek to the cafeteria.
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‘ bakugo-kun? ’ her thumbs continue to move across her phone, typing another message. ‘ you weren’t at class today, are you alight? ’ she presses send and pockets the device, beginning her trek to the cafeteria.
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He clutches her hand like a lifeline, like a prayer. It's so small against his own but it's sturdy. Like her. Even if she can float away more easily than dandelion seeds in the wind, she herself is sturdy and he loves that about her. She's the calm to his storm---something he cannot deny no matter how god damn fucking stupid and cheesy as it sounds---so he clings to her. "Don't... don't go..." [ -displodo ]
crumpled petals scatter amongst the young hero’s hospital bed, stained pink from it’s previous occupation. inwardly she’s cursing at herself for letting it get this far her own insecurities prohibiting from her admissions to him. anytime she attempted to speak to him about her feelings, something always held her back.
something snaps inside her, emotions spilling finally spilling over and making itself known. pale lips part to speak, tears slowly leaking from her eyes. ‘ i love you, katsuki…i have… ’ her voice is hoarse, chest rising and falling even slower now. ‘ for the longest time..’ her consciousness ebbs and flows like molasses as she struggles not to give into her body’s desires to rest. ‘ ‘m so tired..jus…wanna sleep for forever… ’
Squishes her cheeks with the palms of his hands before pressing a kiss to her forehead [ -displodo ]
auburn eyes widen upon the feeling of his hands ‘pon her cheeks, immediately flushing when she feels his lips on her skin. a pout quickly forms on her lips, her hands cupping his own. ‘ katsuki….my lips feel lonely now they need a kiss too. ’
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