Jan 15
Where's the heart I was dreaming of?
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Where's the heart I was dreaming of?
Confession
A quiet moment after the chaos <3
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thinking abt unofficialbf!katsuki who's so soft for you
it was almost impressive how easily bakugo katsuki flipped the switch from raging 'die! die! die!' hothead to... well, this. the grumbly, red-faced mess curled up against you in the quiet of his dorm.
you were lying in his bed, your legs tangled with his under the blanket like it was the most natural thing in the world. which, to be fair, it kind of was. no one could really pinpoint when you and katsuki had become a thing. not even you two. one day you were four years old, standing in a sandbox while he handed you a bright bunch of dandelions and wildflowers and announced that you were his, and somehow it just... stuck?
now, over a decade later, you still found yourself in his bed more often than not, curled into his side, his stupidly strong arm pulling you closer until your face was pressed against the curve of his neck.
he'd grown lots and at the same time not at all since you were kids. physically, his biceps were now the same size as his 4-year-old body. his jawline had gotten much sharper
“…y’re warm,” you mumbled sleepily, voice muffled by his skin.
“tch. shut up,” he grumbled, but his hand started rubbing lazy, soothing circles against your back anyway.
you smiled.
he always did that. pretended like your presence was an inconvenience while simultaneously holding you like he’d fall apart if you weren’t there. your fingers reached up to card through his messy blond hair, nails gently scraping his scalp in the way you knew made him melt.
sure enough, he let out a sound that was dangerously close to a purr.
“…quit that,” he said, sounding exactly zero percent convincing, his whole body melting under your hands. his eyes fluttered shut anyway.
you both lay there in silence for a while, his arms tightened around you, protective and warm. you could almost hear the echoes of your childhood in moments like this. the tickle fights, the hand-holding, the way he used to drag you around like some tiny, furious king with his favorite sidekick. he’d never really stopped. even now, your hand was locked with his under the blankets, his thumb rubbing slow, absentminded circles into your palm.
“katsuki?” you murmured.
“hm?”
“hi.”
"what?"
"jus' sayin' hi."
“don't be annoying. i will throw you off this bed.”
“no you won’t. you like cuddling me too much.”
he growled under his breath. no, he wouldn't.
“…shut up.”
you didn’t. you just nuzzled into his chest, warm and safe and full of something that felt like forever. he let out a tired sigh and held you tighter, like he was trying to memorize the shape of you against him.
you could feel the way his breathing was slowly evening out, signalling he'd be asleep in a minute tops. this was usually the point he'd get stupid affectionate, brain riddled with sleepiness. he probably wasn't even aware of how sappy he'd act, sweet things slipping out without him realizing.
“…’m gonna marry you one day,” he mumbled suddenly, barely audible.
you blinked, frozen. that was not just a sweet comment.
“…huh?”
his ears turned bright red.
“nothin’. go to sleep, dumbass.”
but you didn’t miss the way his thumb never stopped rubbing slow, affectionate circles into your hand. or the soft kiss he pressed to the top of your head just before you finally drifted off.
"just friends" my ass.
masterlist if you enjoyed bc unofficialbf!katsuki is the only thing i think abt.
cynthia erivo is sick and twisted for posting this on her instagram acc (ILYSM CYNTHIA!!!!)
Whoa them again how surprising