[Bakugo Katsuki x Reader]
“I’m scared, Katsuki.”
He sighs. A long sigh, with the rise-and-fall of his shoulders almost exaggerated. For a moment, there is no response but then, with a hint of comfort (or pride, she can’t tell), he replies,
“Don’t be. I’m here.”
Dipping his head to his words, she grows suddenly aware of how she’s been ripping bits of her nails off - it’s disgusting, she thinks to herself, and it’s a habit she has to get quit sometime soon.
“I know, and thank you, but-“ her words snag on her throat; when they’ve freed themselves, they fall out at an uncontrollable pace,”but I’m scared, Katsuki, I’m so fucking scared. What if I don’t want to be a hero? Why did I come to this school? I don’t want to fight villains, I just want to be alone in a cottage somewhere in the country, not in the city streets risking my life for a stranger who won’t care.