#(dumb emotionally constipated kat)

[nawaazishein]

Then the stutters like a motorbike before he can get the words out to ask the women he cLeArLy is NoT iNtErEsTeD in what her type is...

And when she says she likes hands HE TRIES TO SHOW OFF HIS HANDS WHY IS HE SO DUMB I LOVE HIM

[tomurasurinal]

YKWIM?

   You wake up to your alarm blaring. You look over your shoulder to see if Katsuki is there and as usual his side of the bed is empty. Another morning of empty promises. His sweet words of,” I’ll be there when you wake up, sweetheart. Don’t worry, I can make it up to you.” It holds little meaning at this point. You honestly can’t remember the last time you’ve ever seen him, it must have been weeks. Grabbing your phone you have two missed calls and one text, both from Katsuki. You roll out of bed opening his texts to see what excuse he had this time.

Katsuki <3: I’m sorry I couldn’t make it. Can I come over after patrol today? Call me when you wake up.

   You toss your phone on the bed, you’ll call him later. A headache is already forming from the stress. Of course, you knew what to expect when you started dating. He laid out the rules right away and you agreed with no hesitation. You could deal with not making the relationship public or never going on dates outside your apartments. No one needs to know right? As long as you’re happy it’s nobody's business. As he rose in ranks it got harder and harder to keep up with Bakugou’s little rules. You wanted to be shown off. You wanted all the tabloids to lay off why he wasn't seeing anyone. The rumored flings they wrote about him hurt too much almost as much as them saying he was going to be alone forever due to his explosive temperament. Once he hit number two in the pro hero ranks the bakusquad wasted no time rushing to his apartment for an impromptu hang out to celebrate his success with him. Of course not even they knew of your secret relationship with Katsuki. He nearly busted a vein in his neck from yelling at them to keep it to themselves and that if this got out he would not hesitate to blow each one of them to pieces. It almost felt like he was ashamed of being seen with you, even among your mutual friends. Was it that bad to admit he was seeing you...or was it still about keeping the relationship under wraps?

   After that encounter, you felt like a burden or that being seen with you will hurt him in reaching his goals as the number one pro hero. This gut feeling that circumstances would be better for him if you just disappeared that way he has no one to worry about. Maybe you’re overthinking everything but this nagging feeling of loneliness is replacing that spark you’ve had over these years. The relationship doesn’t feel worth it for either of you at this point. You’re falling out and it terrifies you. Would he even try to stay? No, you don’t even want to think of what that answer would be. You wouldn't be able to handle it right now. You can feel the tears threatening to spill at the corner of your eyes. The sore feeling in your throat as you choke back your feelings once again. God, who even are you anymore you feel pathetic staying in this relationship. Things need to change, no more excuses. 

   Your call ended with plans for him to come over after his evening patrol. You rehearsed what to say over and over all day. Fully ready to end things if there was no compromising. Now that he’s here you’re having the worst time bringing everything up. Is there any nice way to explain to your boyfriend that you feel like you bring nothing but trouble to his life and that you’re better off alone? Not really. While on the verge of spilling the metaphorical verbal diarrhea Katsuki grabs your hand gently, pulling you into his lap. This is the most affectionate he’s been in months. Wait. No, like ever. You’re about to open your mouth to speak but he’s too quick.

“You know how the hero awards are next week? I’ve been avoiding asking you because I know I’ve had those dumb rules for so long. But, would you like to be my date? Please say yes. I want to take things public with you. I want the whole world to know about us. I have a good feeling about this year. You’re my good luck charm.” He looks so happy and a little shy, not used to being so vulnerable in general let alone with you. Who is this man and what has he done with your usual emotionally constipated boyfriend? 

“Of course Kat. I’d love to.” As if you’d have any other answer. He cups your face and gives you the sweetest kiss. It warms your heart immediately. The tender moment is interrupted by his phone going off. From the ringtone alone you can tell it’s work. He looks at you apologetically taking the call. They need him for backup as soon as possible. 

“I’ll be back. I promise. Let’s have breakfast and a dress fitting tomorrow, okay?” he lays a kiss on your forehead, and with that, he’s gone off your balcony in a flash. His explosions fading in the night. You can’t stop replaying his request. You as his date to an event has been your biggest dream since UA. Things are changing and you can feel it. You’re alone again in your apartment, but this time it doesn’t feel as empty. The spark in your heart is back. He’s trying to make things work, number one pro hero or not and you’re excited to see where things go. Maybe you do care too much.