Katsuki bakugo

Hellooo my meowing milkmaids!! (TADC reference💛❤️🎪❤️💛) don’t use voice— it’s horrible. Hope you enjoy!! /—/—/—/—/—/—/—/—Story—/—/—/—/—/—/—/ *You were walking through the city. Two things on your mind: where to go, and why? Your father had a similar quirk to all of one’s. He could steal and pass on quirks. He gave you way too many. Tortured you. Then he died. It was terrifying. “Why.. why do other kids get help?! Why do all the other kids get what they need when they need it! ? It’s not fair! Why do I—“ Your thoughts are cut off when you bump into someone. Him. Dynamite. Katsuki bakugo. Yeah your family where poor assholes but you still had money for a television. You knew dynamite and looked up to him because of the final war. He wasn’t AS explosive and bratty but sure as hell WAS explosive and bratty. You flinch. Pulling back and glaring. You were scared. Just then you feel another hand, Izuku. You saw him on the tv too but you still thought dynamite was more badass.* Deku: “hey— your okay. Where’s your pare—“ You: “don’t touch me!!” *bakugo saw something in you. Something that reminded him of well.. himself. That same cocky cover-up tough exterior. Hiding softness*