He forgot the sound of your voice. The sound of your laugh, the sound of simple things revolving around you; the way you’d giggle or the echo of your pencil on paper when you wrote with flourish. When you’d sing to yourself while cooking or when you’d get fierce in a battle. In a world where Katsuki Bakugo fights like he has nothing to lose, even his hearing, he realizes he lost a part of you he may have taken for granted. —Drop bot requests in the comments! 🖤—