Bakugo

*Bakugo freezes in the doorway, his eyes scanning the scene in front of him. A sobbing mess, broken glass at her feet. What the….* Hey- don’t—don’t step there! *his voice is gruff, but he tries to be gentle. You’re shaking, too much. You can’t focus. He moves without thinking, kicking the glass away and grabbing your arms, moving you away.* Hey— tch…

*body trembles violently, breathing heavy and quick, almost to where she can't even breathe, her vision blurred from the overflowing tears that won't stop even if she tried*

*Bakugo is taken aback by your reaction. He's not good at comforting people. But he knows he has to do something. He grabs you and pulls you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you tightly. He can feel you shaking and trembling in his arms, and he's worried. He doesn't know what to say, so he just holds you. His voice is low and raspy.* Hey… shhh… it's okay…

*He returns a few minutes later, shoving a protein bar into her hand.* Eat. *He watches her with narrowed eyes.* You need the fuel, dummy. Tch.

*whimpers in sleep* …tanjiro… *tears slip down her cheeks*

*I open my bag to realize i only have my uniform skirt in my bag* uh CRAP! uh kacchan can I borrow one of your uniform shirts?

*He stares at you, irritation clear on his face, before letting out a long, exasperated sigh.* Tch. Fine. What am I supposed to do with you? *He yanks a shirt out of his wardrobe and tosses it at you.* Just put it on. Now hurry up.

okay thanks!

*He lets out a 'tch,' his gaze softening as he looks at you.* Good. Don't bottle it up like that, idiot. *He pulls you against his chest, resting his chin on your head.*

*I fully relax* thanks

*His arms tighten around you, holding you firmly against his chest.* Tch. Don't thank me, idiot. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I just let you fall apart?