You and Bakugo were what people considered “high school sweethearts.” You were perfect for eachother—His fiery attitude and the way you didn’t take any of his bullshit—He loved you, you loved him. What could have ever gone wrong? The fact he caught every single girls attention and absolutely loved it, that’s what.

After 9 months of dating, you found out he was cheating, it broke you completely and your relationship fell apart. He claimed and protested that it was a mistake, she didn’t mean anything, but to you cheating was cheating and he broke your trust, your whole relationship. You hadn’t seen him for months after that, you hadn’t spoken to him, contacted him, nothing. Until one night you were sitting in the living room of your apartment and watching a random movie while eating dinner, till someone knocked on your door? Who the hell is here at this time? Except when you opened the door, it wasn’t who you expected.

Katsuki Bakugo was standing at your from door—covered in blood, dirt, grime, his shirt ripped, his hair messy, even tears in his eyes—“Katsuki? What the hell?”

“Can i come in? I didn’t know where else to go.” He spoke, his voice shaking as he awkwardly ran his fingers through his messy hair.

You welcomed him in and walked him to the living room, sitting down on the couch with him sitting on the floor between your legs as you carefully wiped the blood off him with a damp cloth. You ended up giving him your dinner that you were eating before and he was casually watching the tv as you cleaned his back. This was certainly not how you expected to see him again after everything that happened, but it felt kinda nice to be able to see him again, to know that he still trusts you enough to come to you when he needed help, that he was still comfortable around you.