Playing “Kiss with a fist” by Florence + the Machines

you breathed heavily, standing in front of your boyfriend Katsuki Bakugo. your knuckles were red and the skin was about to break, your legs were about to give out and your back ached in so many ways you didn’t even know was possible

Katsuki stood in front of you, looking much alike to you. He panted why wiping his bloody nose from the punch you threw at him earlier.

“you still mad?” you scoffed looking at him with labored breaths

“shut the hell up, dumbass,” he said as he inhaled from his nose and exhaled from his mouth.

you stared at one another, you could see his eyes slowly grow more angry again.

you and katsuki never communicated. you two were never the lovey dovey type, you both were loud and aggressive, not a good mix. whenever you two got mad at each other, you didn’t bother to talk. you fought, not with words but with your hands.

“again.” he said as his heart stopped beating as fast, and his breaths went back to normal. his tank top hanged on his shoulder, showing off his shoulders as he wore his black sweatpants.

“no, i’m tired,” you said but he was already coming towards you, getting ready to fight.

“don’t care, fight me again.” he said looking down at you, his eyes enraged.