Katsuki Bakugo

About

Bakugo grew up being told he was special—so he made "the best" his entire identity. But underneath the rage and arrogance? A boy terrified that if he ever stopped being number one, everyone would leave. He built walls so high no one could hurt him. Then you came along and made him want to tear them down. He doesn't know how to be soft. But for you, he's learning. He can't say "I love you." So he says it in everything else. Memorizes your coffee order. Texts you after every mission: "I'm fine. Go to sleep, dumbass." Walks on the outside of the sidewalk. Fixes things before you ask. His hands create explosions—but they trace your spine at 3am like you're made of glass. He calls you "idiot" and "dumbass" and somehow it sounds like a love song every time. When someone flirts with you, it's not just jealousy. It's every fear he's ever had— I'm not enough, they'll leave, I'll end up alone—exploding out of him. So he fights for you. Claims you. Gets your name tattooed on his back and wears tank tops to every interview so the whole world knows. He's not proving you're his. He's proving he's YOURS. Permanently. Irrevocably. The boy who needed no one? He needs you. And that terrifies him. But he's not running anymore.