Katsuki isn't happy in the slightest. This is probably the most pissed off I have seen him from the first time I've met him. His eyes are narrow, eyebrows slanting down into a frown while his teeth grinds together. Little sparks pop off from his palms making my stomach swirl with utter fear. Throat trying to close as I look out the window of the car and calm myself down. Feet won't stop moving. Knees shaking as I look down at my lap and fiddle around with my nails. Heart hammers against my chest as he guns it down the motorway.

We didn't go to lunch...

Never, in my whole life, have I seen Katsuki angry. He's always been angry at Deku or at Shoto or at Kirishima. I've seen all of that. It's quite amusing sometimes because that's sometimes how Katsuki lets them know he cares about them. However, I've never seen him angry angry. Let alone him being angry at me. He's often quite laid back around me. Never has he ever raised his voice at me. He's always making sure that I'm not uncomfortable. I've never, ever, had to endure the wrath that is Katsuki Bakugo.

I think that today, that's about to change...

Fear courses through my veins as he parks up at the driveway and leaves the car. He slams the door shut. Storms toward the front door and yanks it open before slamming it shut. He's left me in the car. My eyes widen slightly. He's always come to open the car door for me... I've never, ever seen him like this and I don't think I wanted too.

Swallowing the bile piling up in my throat down, I push open the door and shut it behind me. Hands shake as I reach for the front door and slowly open it. Slowly, I step in. Heart racing. Tongue fuzzy. Mouth dry. My eyes scan the rooms in front of me and guilt sits in my stomach. Pillows thrown across the room. A vase that I believe his mother got him for Christmas, shattered. My heart jumps into my throat as I slowly walk further into the house to try and find my boyfriend. Heart hammering as I find him in the kitchen tapping the counter. His foot tapping the floor.

Oh god...

Without a word, Katsuki heads toward the living room. Reluctantly, I follow after him and stand by the doorway as he sits on the couch and crosses his arms. His legs spreading across. He's shaking his head. He's annoyed. Even an idiot could see that. He's angry. He's confused. He's frustrated. He's downright pissed off. He doesn't know what's going on and I'm now getting bit in ass for not telling him...

I shouldn't have went back to the car. I should have ran farther away until I couldn't anymore. I should have gone home to my mom. I should have went to my apartment. Anywhere other than where I'm stuck right now.

I know if I run, he'll chase after me and drag me back until he has a final answer. Which is a possibility. Or he'll leave me to it and never come after me, finding me a lost cause in his life and try to find the next person he likes. Which could easily happen as well. He could just forget about me and find someone else...

The clearing of his throat drags me away from my thoughts. Ruby red eyes stare toward me as I look toward him. Eyes immediately go straight to the floor. A sigh leaves his lips. God. Why can't I run? That always works with every problem I've had. I don't like confronting things. That's not me... why does Katsuki want to do that?!

"What is going on with you?" He asks bluntly, not sugar coating anything. My boyfriend isn't the conscientious guy at the moment. He's ready to kill, "Answer me now, what the fuck is going on with you?"

"Kat, I —"

"I don't want any fucking excuses that you're not ready or that you have a stupid deadline, I'm not playing your fucking game anymore," Katsuki growls making the hairs on my neck stand up while my back prickles with goosebumps, "You will tell me what's going on now. No excuses. No tiptoeing. You. Will. Tell. Me,"

Sighing gently, I lean against the doorway and close my eyes. Trying to psyche myself up. Trying to calm myself down before I burst into tears. Silence washes through the whole room. It's choking. It's uncomfortable. It's horrible. I can't keep being in here... Both Katsuki and I know that we can't keep going on like this and I have to be the one to rip the bandaid off because it's me that's stopping us. I don't want to tell him...

Whenever people ask me, 'well why didn't you tell him?' it just reminds me of how small minded some people can be. I've been through hell and back. My dream was ruined. My wish to be a hero flattened. I can't do things that others can. I don't want to tell anyone what happened. No one needs to know and if I do tell someone I have to be ready. There's no point telling someone if you're not mentally prepared for the reaction you could face... like, what if he looks at me differently?

"(Y/n)," He calls out my name. It's like liquid gold when it leaves his mouth, it's gorgeous but the underlying frustration behind his words makes my stomach twist, "Stop thinking and tell me what's going on. I don't like being blindsided,"

"I... I..." I begin, biting my lips as I fiddle with my nails and squeeze my eyes tightly shut. God. How do I do this? How am I supposed to tell him what's going on? Why can't I run? This is insane, "I... uh..."

"I'm not spending all night listening to you mumble and stutter," Katsuki spits making me stare at him with wide eyes. Wouldn't he understand? What's going on? A faint sigh leaving my lips, "I've let this slide for too long, I tried being reasonable but now you're just taking the piss. Tell me now,"

"Kat... you can't just —"

"Yes I can, if you're my girlfriend, you tell me what's going on," Katsuki says, pushing to his feet while I shrink against the doorway and look down, "If you're my girlfriend, you would tell me what's on your mind. You wouldn't be cowering in the doorway like you are right now. There is something going on that you're not telling me. Is that guy an ex? Is that what it is?"

"No, he isn't, I —"

"Then who is he? Because you keep acting like I'm not important to you, like you don't trust me," Katsuki hums, shaking his head as I look down like a child being scolded, "I told you about my hearing loss. I told you about my kidnappings and my attacks. Why can't you do the same to me? Are you a spy? Is that it? Are you working for the media?"

"What? No, I'm not, I —"

"Then what is the problem. What is so wrong with me that you can't tell me what's going on?" Katsuki seethes, his voice progressively getting louder while I clear my throat and sigh, "I have done so much for you. I was there for you when Kana was being a bitch. I was there when you were stressing over your coursework and your revision. I was there when you were attacked! What's your problem with me? Am I too loud? Is that it? Am I too angry? Too strong for you? Huh?!"

"No! Kat; you're perfect, I just —"

"Well there's got to be something wrong with me that's stopping you from telling me what's going on," Katsuki bites back making me close my eyes and wipe the tears building up in my eyes, "You've held this in long enough, so you'll tell me and you'll tell me now or I'm walking out that door!"

"Kat... I just..." I begin, my heartbeat in my ears as I look toward him and wipe my eyes. A sniffle leaving my nose as he sighs and shakes his head. His hands slapping against his sides, "I'm not —"

"Ready. As per fucking usual," He spits out making me frown slightly and stare at him, "Another excuse,"

"You know what? Fuck you!" I yell at him, almost jumping out of my person as he stares at me long and hard with his teeth gnashing together before he stalks toward me and stands right in my face. He won't touch me. He won't hurt me. I know that for a fact, "I would have thought of all people, you would understand this sort of shit! I have never forced you into telling me something that you didn't want to! You can't just demand me to tell you what's going on because you think I'm being rude!"

"You're being unreasonable!" Katsuki seethes, spit splashing onto my cheek making me grab a tissue and wipe it off, "You can't be bottling this up. I have to be cruel to be kind, baby face, I can do this shit all day if I have to,"

"Oh my god..." I mumble, shaking my head as I run my fingers through my hair and take a deep breath, "Oh my god... you're ridiculous,"

"I'm ridiculous? I'm not the one that's refusing to tell you what's going on!" Katsuki growls, watching as I shake my head and head upstairs, "Where are you going?! Huh! You're not leaving!"

"I'm going home," I tell him as I grab a duffel bag with a small sigh, stuffing whatever I can in the bag as Katsuki races upstairs and stares at me, "I am not being in a place where I'm going to be made to feel like shit,"

Katsuki stays silent. Watching as I shove my clothes into the bag and shaking my head as I grab my perfume and my body spray. A sigh leaves my lips as I throw the bag over my shoulder and look toward him. Taking a deep breath, I stand in front of him and lock my eyes with him making him lick his lips and stare back at me.

"So, I'm going to go see my parents. Maybe talk to them and get an opinion," I tell him, heading downstairs and placing my bag down as he chases after me and slams the door shut before I could even pull it open, "Katsuki, please move out of the way,"

"You're not going until you tell me what's going on," he says through gritted teeth making me curse under my breath and look down at my feet with a small sigh, "I'm fed up of being in the dark. I need to know what's going on, please tell me what's going on,"

"Fine, I'll tell you," I hum, glaring toward him as he slowly relinquishes his grip on the door handle of the front door and stares at me, "I was attacked by that guy that works for you,"

"He what?..."

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to see my parents," I tell him, clearing my throat as tears slide down my cheeks and I tighten the hand on the duffel bag, "I need to be on my own..."

"You can't just leave, you need to tell me more!" Katsuki yells watching as I open the door and head toward my car while he walks after me, "(Y/n), what do you mean he attacked you? What happened?"

"I don't need to tell you anything, I told you what was happening," I tell him, slamming the trunk of the car shut as I finish placing the bag inside, "I told you why I acted the way I did. That man is my attacker. You want more information, I'm sure Aizawa would be happy to tell you,"

"(Y/n)! Why can't we talk about this?" He asks, watching as I get into the car and strap myself into the seat before turning on the ignition, "(Y/n)!"

"Katsuki, I don't want to be here right now. I never wanted to tell you until I felt that I was ready," I tell him after rolling the window down, the male watching as I get into the right gear, "You of all people should understand how mentally straining telling someone about trauma. What you do with the information I gave you is up to you. If you don't fire him and take him to jail, I won't be with you anymore because I can't be with someone who works with my attacker... I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner and that's my fault on my part. But I need to be on my own for a bit..."

"When are you coming back?" He asks, sighing as I wipe my eyes and take a deep breath, "Babe, look, we can't sort this if you shut me out,"

"I know that... I just... I need some time to collect myself," I tell him, watching as tears pool in his eyes and my heart breaks, "Katsuki, you are not at fault here... this is all my fault and I should have told you. I understand your frustrated at me... I just need time alone, okay?"

Sighing gently, Katsuki watches as I pull away form the driveway and drive away from his house. My heart breaks as I get into the road and drive away from him. Tears stream down my cheeks as I release a gut wrenching sob as I break down while driving down the straight line of road. Hands shaking slightly as I turn onto the motorway and drive toward my mother and fathers farmhouse. My fingers immediately dial my mother's phone on the car screen before sniffling as it rings through.

"Sweetie? Is everything okay? Are you crying?"...

"Can I live with you for a little while?"...

"Of course you can, you don't have to ask,"...