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✦ a/n: hi hii :3 okay sooo this is my first bkdk fanfic ever so i know it’s not the best !! i just love bkdk so much :( and yes shigaraki is on my mind a lot .. i hope u enjoy <3
✦ summary: after shigaraki’s death, izuku and bakugou find a quiet moment above the city, holding on to each other.
✦ status: oneshot (complete)
✦ content: soft angst, bkdk
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they’re floating. the city lights far below, the stars above. shigaraki. all that freedom he never got to reach.
izuku’s hand is in bakugou’s. tight, steady. bakugou doesn’t say anything. he doesn’t have to. the grip says everything, trust, need, chaos softened just a little.
they spin, slow at first, hearts racing. izuku leans a little into bakugou, letting the motion steady him and feel the connection, letting himself trust.
bakugou’s jaw is tight, posture tense, but he doesn’t let go. his grip is firm and comforting.
izuku feels dizzy, exhilarated, and calm all at once. the stars swirl around them, and the world below disappears. nothing matters except this. this moment. the chaos, the soft panic, the quiet vulnerability hidden in bakugou’s fingers.
izuku closes his eyes for a second, letting himself feel free. and then his chest tightens. the stars. the sky. it reminds him of shigaraki. how much of that endless, beautiful freedom was stolen from him. how he never got to soar like this.
“don’t let go,” izuku whispers, almost to himself.
bakugou doesn’t answer at first. he just squeezes a little tighter. maybe a little harder than he needs to, maybe just enough to tell izuku that he’s here. finally, he mutters, “…don’t let it break you.”
bakugou finally lets out a short breathy laugh and izuku can’t help but laugh too, the sound shaky but free, carrying them higher.
they spin higher, faster, laughter and shouting, wind whipping past, hearts tangled. and for the first time in a long time the chaos isn’t scary. it’s soft.
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