"Please"
Anybody who ever knew, met, or even saw Katsuki Bakugou knew that he never ever say the word please. He would never ask, never plead, never beg. He would stand tall with his head unbowed, forcing his view upon the world. He would demand his presence to be accepted by the world without hesitating a single second.
But, for this, he would kneel, he would bend, he would break, he would plead, he would pray.
"Please."
He would beg the gods, he would do anything, offer anything, give anything to make that dark, black hole gripping his heart disappear. He would comply with any request just to deny what he was seeing right now in front of his, to roll back time just that tiny bit to prevent this. His eyes burned. The hot, searing tears marking their way down his face. His teeth clenched, nails digging into his palms until blood welled. His heart frozen in that dark icy grip of fear and denial. He never wanted this, he never asked for this.
But, he did. And now, all he could do was to beg, to scream, to wish that it could all be undone.
"Please. I beg you. J-just wake up."
Izuku Midoriya's body cradled in his arms stayed cold, stay broken, stayed silent.
