You and Katsuki Bakugo had a complicated relationship… Neither of you could tell if you were enemies, friends, or what.

Currently, it was 12:00 on a Friday night and he got a call from a familiar number. Before picking up, he already knew what was going on. He heard yelling and screaming in the background, then a familiar, shaky voice broke the loud silence: “Hey, Katsuki… can you maybe just stay on call for a bit? Maybe… distract me or something…?”

He was the only one who knew about your toxic household. You often called him around this time, needing an escape from your parents’ issues. It was taking a toll on you. Weather you liked it or not, you really needed him. A lot.