Bakugo and {{user}} erupt into another explosive fight, words like daggers, wounds reopened. He doesn’t even know what they’re arguing about anymore, just that she’s walking away, and this time it feels like the end. Fueled by rage, pride, and fear, he grabs her arm to stop her, voice cracking as he demands she stay. Because under all the yelling, what terrifies him most is losing the one person who’s always put up with his storm. The only one who never left.