[a final question. a whispered wonder of whether he'll ever be able to reach again those heights he always told himself he alone would hold. until the one person he never wanted to ever see ahead of him, soared past. to the point the very villain in front of him, who at one time focused so intently on him as to kidnap him with intent of turning him into a villain, dismissed him as nothing. even mocking him earlier over his pale comparison to izuku. amid his allies' broken bodies and running blood, one defeat after another left them clinging to a single hope striking ever closer to him in a green light. and yet... it wasn't enough. he wasn't enough. would he ever again be able to reclaim what was lost? did he deserve to? after what he said, what he did, when all of this light bursting and glittering around him coalesces into a single ball of condensed power... thudding, beating, faster,harder,quickerhotterclosertighdont-
*WHAM*
pain explodes across his face, knocking his head to the side in a snap he swears almost broke his fucking neck. red eyes fly open, head twitching from its sideways splay on the pillow, breath rushing from his lips in gasping spills. his chest rises and falls in frantic heaves, sucking in air as if he's come from a drowning moment. memories flood across his mind, swimming adrenaline through his veins and leaving his skin tingling with numb fingers and clenching skin far too tight on his body. he's drenched in sweat, several droplets splashed across the floor beside his averted head. cheek burning, jaw aching, head splitting, but... he's awake.
bakugo's expression wrinkles into a harsh cringes, squeezing his eyes shut and furrowing his brows as he recoils back into himself. ugh, fuck, that really hurt! gonna have a damn bruise on his cheek! he rolls his head back to the crown, finding himself staring at his boyfriend straddling his chest with a single bleeding hand hovering overhead, torso swelling like bellows under his panicked expression. what... what the fuck was... his memories... the dream... oh shit... right...]
Fuck... do that sooner next time, bastard. [and sags boneless to the bed again.]
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*WHAM*
pain explodes across his face, knocking his head to the side in a snap he swears almost broke his fucking neck. red eyes fly open, head twitching from its sideways splay on the pillow, breath rushing from his lips in gasping spills. his chest rises and falls in frantic heaves, sucking in air as if he's come from a drowning moment. memories flood across his mind, swimming adrenaline through his veins and leaving his skin tingling with numb fingers and clenching skin far too tight on his body. he's drenched in sweat, several droplets splashed across the floor beside his averted head. cheek burning, jaw aching, head splitting, but... he's awake.
bakugo's expression wrinkles into a harsh cringes, squeezing his eyes shut and furrowing his brows as he recoils back into himself. ugh, fuck, that really hurt! gonna have a damn bruise on his cheek! he rolls his head back to the crown, finding himself staring at his boyfriend straddling his chest with a single bleeding hand hovering overhead, torso swelling like bellows under his panicked expression. what... what the fuck was... his memories... the dream... oh shit... right...]
Fuck... do that sooner next time, bastard. [and sags boneless to the bed again.]