It was the middle of the war, your abdomen had been stabbed by Tomura Shigaraki's Rivet Stab Tendrils, three holes in your stomach, you were starting to bleed out.

Katsuki watched from across the battlefield, panic filled his crimson eyes. He tensed and started running towards you, yelling your name.

You were lying on your back when he grabbed you, shaking you before holding you in his lap, manic pupils scanning your injuries.

“F-fuck..” He cursed, “Stay with me, {{user}}.. please, for the love of god..” He breathed, holding the back of your head with one trembling hand. “Not you too..”