..Because of you. · Y/n story by @ashbcot

The landing gear of the 747 touched down at Narita International with a jolt that rattled through your bones. Through the small window, the Japanese skyline sprawled under a smoky November dusk — a city of glass and light you hadn't called home in two years.

???

from the row behind you, a voice, familiar in a way that made your chest tighten Still the last one off the plane, huh?

You turned. It was impossible not to recognize him — even in a plain black hoodie, the goddamn explosive hero’s sharp jaw and crimson eyes were unmistakable. He looked older. Broader. There were new scars along his knuckles, and his hair was longer, tied back loosely.

Katsuki Bakugo

Did your entourage miss the memo? Or did you forget how to move fast while you were sippin' shitty lattes in L.A.?

He stood in the aisle, arms crossed, a duffel slung over one shoulder. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth — but his eyes were guarded. Calculating. Like he was reading a threat assessment instead of an old flame.