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#with small gestures..subtle touches..trying to make his voice softer..less gruff when speaking to you
katanaski · 2 years
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Bakugou climbing into bed after one of your fights.
He doesn't say anything when he softly opens the door to your bedroom — having layed on the couch for hours on end,hands tucked behind his head and his brows furrowed with the dying embers of his anger and the twisting pain of his heart braking when he hears you begin to cry—
He doesn't say anything(doesn't make a sound)when he slowly makes his way down the small hallway towards your bedroom.
He doesn't say anything when he soflty opens the door and sees you laying in the bead across the room ,curled in on yourself. He doesn't say anything either when he hears your tiny muffled sniffles— having cried yourself to sleep— the lamp on your bedside table still on—bathing the room in a soft orange glow— the same lamp he always remembers to turns off because you can't sleep otherwise.
He doesn't say anything— but he feels his knees nearly give in,he feels his heart twist painfully in his chest— seeing you there,crying even in your sleep,holding onto dear life to his discarded black shirt clutching it tightly between your fingers,hugging it close to your chest— your nose pressed against the neckline
' I love how you smell baby' you always say when you're clinging onto his shoulders, your nose buried against his neck.
He doesn't say anything— he undresses slowly,he's careful not to wake you when he turns the little nub on the lamp, the click it makes sound louder than usual in the silence of your room— shutting it off.
Katsuki doesn't say anything has he climbs in bed next to you,reaching down for the comforter and pulling it over both of your bodies. He doesn't say anything as he lays his head lower than where his pillow is. He doesn't say anything when wraps his arm around your waist and brings you closer to his body as his forehead finds it's place between your shoulder blades.
Katsuki doesn't say anything until he feels the way your body relaxes on instinct as soon has he's touched you— not until he hears you hiccup one last time before you happily uhmm and curl away from the cold wall and onto the warmth of his body— not until your dainty hand reaches for his in the dark and laces your pinkys together that he finally speaks— voice cracking from the lack of use.
'I love you —fuck baby I'm sorry...I am an asshole— i am an asshole but I'm yours if you'll still have me'
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