He insults you in front of your friends
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The vibrant city lights outside cast a warm glow over the bustling streets as you and Bakugou made your way to a gathering with your friends. The evening held a promise of laughter and camaraderie, the perfect setting for a night out.
As you entered the lively venue, the cheerful chatter of your friends enveloped you. Bakugou, usually brimming with confidence, seemed a bit quieter than usual. You exchanged glances, noticing a hint of tension in his demeanor.
Your friends welcomed both of you warmly, and soon, the atmosphere buzzed with lively conversations. However, as the night progressed, Bakugou's unease became more apparent. In the midst of laughter, he made a remark that cut through the joyful ambiance.
"Y/N, are you seriously wearing that? You look like you raided a thrift store or something," he scoffed, his tone biting.
Your friends, caught off guard by the unexpected comment, exchanged awkward glances. The room fell into an uncomfortable silence, the air thick with tension.
You, taken aback by Bakugou's words, mustered a weak smile. "Katsuki, what's gotten into you? That was uncalled for."
He rolled his eyes, his frustration evident. "I'm just saying what everyone's been thinking. You could at least try to look presentable."
Your friends exchanged uncomfortable glances, unsure of how to respond. Sensing the need to diffuse the situation, you excused yourself, leading Bakugou away from the group.
"Katsuki, what was that about?" you demanded, your voice a mix of hurt and frustration.
He crossed his arms, scowling. "I don't get why you're making a big deal out of it. I just spoke the truth."
You sighed, trying to keep your composure. "There's a difference between being honest and being hurtful. You insulted me in front of our friends."
He shrugged, dismissing your concern. "They needed to hear it. Maybe then you'd start making an effort."
Your frustration escalated. "Making an effort? I'm not here to meet your standards, Katsuki. I thought you'd support me, not tear me down."
He huffed, his pride refusing to yield. "Whatever. If you can't handle the truth, that's your problem."
As the night wore on, the tension lingered between you and Bakugou. Your friends, attempting to salvage the evening, engaged in forced conversations that failed to mask the discomfort.
Later, as you both left the gathering, the city lights outside seemed dimmer, mirroring the strained atmosphere. Bakugou, usually the source of comfort, now felt like a distant figure.
Back at your shared apartment, the confrontation continued. "I can't believe you'd embarrass me like that in front of our friends," you asserted, your voice steady but laced with hurt.
Bakugou, realizing the impact of his words, softened slightly. "I just thought you needed a reality check."
You shook your head, tears welling in your eyes. "That's not how you communicate, Katsuki. We're supposed to be a team. You're supposed to have my back."
He sighed, a rare glimpse of remorse in his expression. "I didn't mean to make it a big deal. I just... I want you to be the best, alright?"
You felt the weight of the evening's events, a mix of disappointment and hurt settling within you. "Being the best doesn't mean tearing me down. We should lift each other up."
As the night unfolded, the city lights outside witnessed the aftermath of a painful encounter. The love between you and Bakugou, usually a source of strength, now faced a hurdle that needed resolution.
The following days were marked by a palpable tension between you and Bakugou. The city lights that once witnessed your shared moments of joy and laughter now seemed to illuminate the growing distance between you. Unspoken words hung in the air, leaving a lingering discomfort in your shared space.
One evening, as you both sat in silence, the weight of the unaddressed issue pressed upon you. Bakugou, sensing the strained atmosphere, finally broke the silence.
"Look, Y/N, I didn't mean to ruin the night. I just... I want you to be the best you can be," he admitted, his voice holding a rare vulnerability.
You sighed, the hurt from the previous night still fresh. "Katsuki, there are better ways to communicate that. We're a team, remember? You're supposed to support me, not criticize me in front of our friends."
He ran a hand through his hair, frustration evident in his expression. "I get it. I messed up. I just... I want you to succeed. I don't want you to settle."
Your gaze softened, understanding the underlying concern. "I know you want the best for me, Katsuki, but there's a way to express that without making me feel small."
He nodded, a mixture of regret and determination in his eyes. "I'll do better. I just... I care about you, and I don't want you to think I'm holding you back."
As the conversation unfolded, you both shared your perspectives, the city lights outside bearing witness to the complexities of your relationship. Bakugou, usually the epitome of explosive energy, revealed a more vulnerable side as he grappled with the balance between support and criticism.
In the days that followed, you and Bakugou worked on rebuilding the foundation of trust and understanding. Conversations became more open, grievances were addressed, and the city lights outside seemed to regain their warm glow.
One evening, as you both stood on the balcony, the city lights below twinkling in the night, Bakugou spoke from the heart. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I never want to make you feel like you're not enough."
You smiled, a genuine warmth returning to your gaze. "Apology accepted, Katsuki. Let's just focus on being each other's support, okay?"
He nodded, his hand reaching for yours. "Yeah, we're a team. Always."
As you leaned against the railing, the city lights below mirrored the resilience of your relationship. The hurdles faced and lessons learned only strengthened the bond between you and Bakugou, proving that even in the face of misunderstandings, love could prevail.
In the weeks that followed, the wounds of that fateful night slowly healed. You and Bakugou, committed to understanding each other better, found new ways to communicate and support one another. The city lights, which had borne witness to both the highs and lows of your relationship, now sparkled with a renewed sense of hope.
One day, as you both strolled through the city hand in hand, Bakugou squeezed your fingers gently. "I meant what I said, Y/N. I'll always be on your side."
You smiled, the warmth of his words reaching your heart. "I know, Katsuki. And I appreciate it. Let's keep building each other up."
As the seasons changed, so did your relationship. The city lights, once witnesses to a moment of tension, now illuminated a path of growth and resilience. Bakugou's unwavering support and your commitment to understanding each other formed the foundation of a love that could weather any storm.
One evening, under the soft glow of the city lights, Bakugou turned to you. "You're my partner, Y/N. We face everything together."
You nodded, a shared understanding passing between you. "Always, Katsuki."
The city lights, like beacons of reassurance, continued to shine over your journey. Each flicker of light seemed to celebrate the strength of a love that had faced challenges and emerged even stronger. With every step forward, the two of you walked hand in hand into the luminous tapestry of your shared future.
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