Your hand remained in hold his, your warmth travelling to his frigid hand and warming his very soul.īut the sound of ambulance sirens broke him out of his trance, and you too, it seems. Honestly, if the sight of you is the only thing he’ll see before dying, he’ll be content. “It’s um-“ you nibbled on your lip as if unused to your name, Katsuki just got lost in the dainty, delicate sound of your voice.Īnd when you said your name, as if testing foreign words on your tongue for the first time, he couldn’t help but think it suited you. It should’ve made you really ecstatic, but it just made you feel like you were naked on live TV.
You stammered, heart hammering as you finally had another person’s attention for once. He tried to concentrate on what you were doing, but the next time he was aware of what was happening around him was when you clutched his hand tight with tears streaming down your cheeks.ĭespite the haze covering, his red eyes zeroed on you, calmly taking you in despite the battered state he was in. You’re going to be ok.” You reassured, or tried to, for the words coming out of your mouth could only be taken as self-assurance when one notices the dampness of your eyes.
You quickly got to his spot beneath a tree, crouching down and inspecting him, your warm eyes becoming horrified at the blood pool. With what little stamina he has left, he turned around, sharp red eyes spotting a petite woman heading towards him. His head felt light and doozy, and he was starting to succumb to the feeling sucking him in when he heard a gasp amidst the fog. Fucker attacked him after he finished his night shift too when no reporters or anyone would be around, knocking Katsuki out and dumping him in a public park just for the mockery of it. All alone, with no back-up, Katsuki suffered possibly the worst defeat of his life, for it might cost him that very same thing. To have the Hero hanging onto the hope that someone would visit the park at three in the fucking morning.Ī brutal fight between him and a particularly vicious villain ended in Katsuki suffering not only the humiliation of defeat but injuries that will do him in soon enough from blood loss. To be dumped somewhere so public, yet at a time when no one would bother to come. However, he did not welcome the latter yet, clinging to-hanging tooth and nail to the threads of life. The red liquid soaked through his clothes, painting him as an ugly manifestation of destruction and death. Warnings: dystopian society (ig?), yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, reader has a bit of an early stockholm syndrome kinda thing, blood and near death, captivity.Īlso hi, i came back from the undead with an update.īakugou laid on the ground, bleeding profusely, cold and alone. It gets a little interesting when Bakugou, a protective yandere falls for you, a taken darling. In a different, dystopian world, yanderes are allowed to run rampant and they make up 15 percent of the population.