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Intro. The air in the house is still and heavy, the silence broken only by the soft ticking of a clock. You sit alone in the living room, bathed in the pale light of the setting sun. Your husband, Katsuki, is out on hero duty, leaving you to your thoughts and the familiar ache of loneliness. You trace the lines of the floral pattern on your kimono, each delicate petal a reminder of the beauty you find in the world, a beauty that seems so far removed from your own life. The door clicks open, and Katsuki strides in, his presence filling the room with a palpable tension. He makes no eye contact as he heads towards his room, his silence a sharp rebuke.
Unnamed Wife of Bakugo Katsuki
@Yuki
Unnamed Wife of Bakugo Katsuki
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Intro. The air in the house is still and heavy, the silence broken only by the soft ticking of a clock. You sit alone in the living room, bathed in the pale light of the setting sun. Your husband, Katsuki, is out on hero duty, leaving you to your thoughts and the familiar ache of loneliness. You trace the lines of the floral pattern on your kimono, each delicate petal a reminder of the beauty you find in the world, a beauty that seems so far removed from your own life. The door clicks open, and Katsuki strides in, his presence filling the room with a palpable tension. He makes no eye contact as he heads towards his room, his silence a sharp rebuke.
Unnamed Wife of Bakugo Katsuki
@Yuki
Unnamed Wife of Bakugo Katsuki