➸ "Katsuki... I love you.. so much."

Bakugou pulls you in for another kiss and holds you tight against his body. Your leg hooks over his waist and your groins lightly rub against each other, "Fuck sweetheart." he whispers against your lips.

It was dark but you could feel Bakugou looking at you. "Two weeks.." your fingers play with his and he lets out a sigh, "Then who knows when I'll see you again.. two months? Six months.. I'm scared Katsuki."

Your arms wrap around his torso and he hugs you back, "Why did you make me fall in love with you?" he lets out a small laugh and you do too, enjoying his body heat that calmed you.

"I can ask you the same thing." you whisper while staring out the window where the moon was seen perfectly. "Now I'll actually have to work." you joke.

Bakugou kisses the top of your head, "Y'know.... the last time someone said I love you.. I was drunk and just couldn't say the words back.. no matter how much easier I thought it would be to lie. I couldn't. But," he pauses when you lift your head to look at him intently.

"I-i never want to stop saying it to you.. never."

Your lips twitch into a smile and you raise your nose to brush against his, "Good because neither do I." 

Bakugou couldn't help but think of everything he was leaving behind but all he could think about is you. It consumes him everyday and he hates that the first thing he though about in the morning was how many days he had left. That in fourteen days he will be waking up in an empty bed again in a place that was supposed to be home. Although home was now anywhere you were, as long as you were with him.

It was home.

"You ok?" you ask when it seemed like he zoned out completely.

He moves his head, "Yeah. Everything's fine." he allows you to get comfortable on him before wrapping his arms around you again. "Just tired."

"Right. Let's sleep and hopefully you're not that hung over in the morning." you kiss his chest once before laying your head down and resting. 

As you fall asleep in a few minutes it takes Bakugou a bit longer because as that was what he thought about every morning it was also what he thought about before going to sleep.

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wednesday, 3pm

"He hasn't even touched you?" Cecelia whispers as if she doesn't believe it.

You take a bite of your muffin and nod, "I mean we go so close and then.. it just stops. I can see it in his eyes.. the lust just disappears." you slump in your chair and mess with the muffin liner.

"I mean this friday means only a week left right?"

"Yeah." you say shortly, "I dunno.. maybe I just thought he would want to do it more.. like get it while he can— or if he's thinking about getting it over there, I can't compete with the girls working for him—"

Cecelia slaps your cheeks and squishes them like you were a child, "Don't be a dummy. Bakugou loves you. Maybe he just wants to make more memories.. outside of the bed." she says sadly.

"Maybe." you nod slowly, "It's just weird.."

"I mean.. he looks pretty out of it." she nods behind you and you turn around to see him staring at the screen boredly, just staring at the same spot.

"I'm going to talk to him." you say quietly and walk into his office, closing the door behind you and he snaps out of it. "Hey.." you sit across from him.

He wipes his face and looks at you, "Hey, everything ok?" he readjusts his papers that were messily spread across his desk into a neat stack in front of him. His movements were fast and he diverts his attention to the desk.

"Are you ok?" you reach over to grab his hand, "You seem.. really out of it."

"I'm not—"

"Katsuki.... our toast was burnt to a crisp this morning.. you tried to open the office with your car keys.. and those are yesterdays files." you point at them. "Tell me what you're thinking about." you plead. It was as if he was a new person, he hasn't said one rude thing to Iuzku all day.

So unlike him.

Bakugou lets out a light chuckle and smiles sadly, "I'm fine.."

You knew it was a lie and just as you were about to press it further a loud knock comes from the door. Silently you stand up and open the door, the stranger from the elevator on the other side. Hitoshi Shinso.

"I'm sorry. I hope I'm not interrupting something." his eyes travel from you to Bakugou a few times.

"Not at all.. If you'll excuse me." you say and leave before hearing Bakugou's response. When the door is closed behind you Cecelia drags you to her office and hugs you tightly.

"Cecelia.. I'm fine." you say and try to pull away but she doesn't let you.

"I know you're not. I'm not going to let you be sad and alone." she says into your shoulder and you give in and hug her back.

"I know something is wrong but he just won't tell me."

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Back at home it was an awkward, suffocating silence even if you and Bakugou weren't in the same room.

"Dinner's ready."

You stand up and sit down across from him, the sound of spoons clinking was the only thing being heard.

"That's the guy who will be your boss while I'm away. The one who did interrupt us." he grumbles.

You keep your eyes down, "Well you were only lying so.. it was really getting us nowhere." you mumble.

Bakugou lets out a sigh and sets his spoon down, "I wasn't lying—"

"Yes you are Katsuki." you cut him off, "This isn't the Katsuki I know.. as cheesy as it sounds but it's not the one I fell in love with." you say confidently and finally look up at him, "You don't think I know when something's bothering you..?"

"Fuck sweetheart, I'm just scared. I'm fucking scared that this will all just become a sad memory."

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