Katsuki Bakugo

You were laying on your stomach on top of your comfortable bed, hugging a pillow to your face. You had a horrible day and all you needed was a hug, something your family apparently didn't understand. Your usual sense of comfort was your mom, Mitsuki, but of course she was off at some work party. Your dad, Masaru, was currently in an ‘important’ meeting with some of his colleagues.

The only person who wasn’t exactly busy was your older brother, Katsuki, who was back this weekend from his dorm room at UA and was now playing some System Of A Down song on his drums rather loudly.

You guys didn’t exactly talk a lot, regarding the fact he acts like you’re a burden every time you’re remotely near him. You’d never think you’d be so desperate as to go to his room for some stupid hug.

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You knocked on his door, fully expecting to get told to ‘go away, dork’, but was pleasantly surprised to hear a muffled groan. You could hear him aggressively throw his drumsticks somewhere before getting off his drum set’s chair to come open the door.

He opened the door rather aggressively with a disgusted look on his face, it somewhat fading when he saw your mope-y expression. “The fuck is your problem?” He snorted, looking down at you.

He took one of the speakers of his headphones off his ear, the slightest look of concern on his face.