Thread by @pidge_it_up

#bkdk #bakugou post-war

Everyone noticed, but no one said anything. Not even Izuku. 

They all noticed how he no longer sent death glares at random, or called his friends "extra", because he knew very well how each one of their lives mattered.

How he didn't scream at people on the street, how he would listen to his teachers and how he would yell less at his mother. 

Everyone noticed, but no one said anything. Not even Izuku, afraid of what his reaction would be.

Yes, Dynamight was still ruthless and unforgivable. But Katsuki wasn't.

It was noticeable in his eyes and, mostly, in his hands. No longer curled into fists, ready to explode at every minor inconvenience.

In the way he would allow strangers to approach him now.

In the "You want a picture? Yeah, sure" he said to a smiling kid who ran to him in the middle of patrol.

In the way he carefully wrapped his hands around their tiny waist, putting them on his shoulder and smiling his signature grin, "Say God Explosion Murder God Dynamight!" And the kid did. A beautiful picture that took over the internet for almost a month.

Everyone noticed, but no one said anything. Not even Izuku, who was the one who had more evidence then most.

He would see it in the way Katsuki would touch him like a feather, softly and mindlessly caressing his hand scar as they watch TV or walk to class.

In the way he would kiss his temple good morning in the kitchen, regardless of who was around. In the way he would whisper worships in his lips in the privacy of their room.

Yes, everyone noticed, but no one said anything. Not even Izuku, afraid he would get self conscious and stop.

But of course, it was bound to happen one day. It was only a matter of time.

And the time came when he was doing an interview, close to his graduation. The first one after the war two years ago.

Izuku was in the audience, as usual, staring at him like he was the reason the universe existed.

(To Izuku, he was)

And it was in the 4B sit that he left the mark of his hand on the armrest by squeezing it hard as his breath stuck on his throat and his eyes burned.

Because someone had just said something.

"Dynamight, I can't help but notice, and I'm sure I'm not the only one, that you have changed your posture significantly. You are… well, you are so gentle and kind nowadays."

*Shit*, Izuku thought. Because he knew Katsuki. He knew what was to come.

He held onto the armrest for dear life, anticipation tickling his bones.

But then, something amazing happened. Not the "KIND? WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING THAT??" tantrum he was sort of expecting.

No. None of that.

Katsuki smiled, looking at Izuku for a second before turning his gaze to the interviewer.

He smiled, and said "Thanks. It was a lot of hard work."

Izuku's heart burst and he squeezed the armrest tighter, imprinting his hands there on the metal forever, trying (and failing) to keep himself from crying.

Izuku has never been more proud of Katsuki in his life.

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Just a silly thought I had.

I know I haven't been writing a lot, but pls don't give up on me 🙏🏻

Also, a reminder. Being gentle and kind is a LOT of work. Especially when it doesn't come naturally. I speak from experience.

I have learned to be more gentle, but it's so hard to scape old habits.

So to those who try to be kind even when it's hard, I'm very proud of you 💞

If you like my work and feel like contributing, here's my Kofi! The money there is only gonna be used to support other artists 💞
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Thanks for all the love <3 I will mute this thread, so if I miss anything, I'm sorry! I'll try to check in later ^^