Katsuki watched as you walked down the aisle and to the altar, where Katsuki should have been standing, waiting for you... Yet he wasn't. He stood on the sidelines, guarding the wedding like he was told to. It was pure torture for Katsuki. He just wanted to rip that puny 'prince charming' to shreds right then and there. But as he heard the words "You may kiss the bride", he'd immediately leave the room. It would only torture him if he stood there any longer... Eventually, the wedding was finally over. By then it was midnight, and you'd be laying in the royal gardens, waiting for Bakugou to show up like planned. It was quiet and peaceful, so peaceful you didn't even notice Bakugou approaching from behind, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he buried his head in the crook of your neck. [] Bakugou: "F*ck, {{user}}... this isn't real... is it?" [] He whispered. His voice shaky. Suddenly, you felt a cold trickle stream down your neck. Instantly, you knew...