(Not POV)
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I have a question for you Katsuki.

If you had realized what you had done sooner.

If you'd known how that night would've ended.

If you'd known what happened afterwards.

If you knew what the arguing would've lead to...

Would you still have let me go??

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Katsuki Bakugo

Hmm...

How would I describe him??

Handsome

Hot Headed

An airhead at times

But also caring

Devoted

Loving

And prideful

Oh yeah...

A-and my fiance

...

.

.

But he was also...

.

.

.

.

A liar
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"WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU KATSUKI!?" (Y/n) screamed at the towering male before her.

"I DON'T GOTTA TELL YOU JACK SHIT!!" He screamed in the smaller woman's face. His hot breathe angrily fanning against her face.

They'd been at this for hours now. (Y/n)'s been questioning him ever since he stepped through the front door of their shared home smelling like alcohol at 1 am.

He wreaked of cologne and sweat. He clothes were jostled and he adorned a bubblegum pink lip stained on his neck.

(Y/n) doesn't where bright colored lipsticks, and she'd know if her lips were on her man or not.

(Y/n) had been skeptical for weeks of her fiance's whereabouts ever since she had begun to notice him taking his time coming home where he'd claim to have been at work. She had lost count of the countless times she'd woken up alone in a cold bed. Her firecracker no where in sight.

"YES YOU FUCKING DO!! TELL ME WHERE YOU'VE BEEN SNEAKING OFF TO!!" She shouted. Her voice had slowly began to ache, but she'd be damned if she backed down.

"I DON'T GOTTA TELL YOU SHIT!! YOU'RE NOT THE FUCKING BOSS OF ME YOU FUCKING EXTRA!!" He barked without hesitation.

(Y/n) let out a quick chuckle before pulling her phone out of her back pocket. She quickly clicked on her messages and began scrolling through the screenshots she had shot using Katsuki's phone when he left it unattended.

"Tch. Oh yeah!?" She said before gritting her teeth. "Then what the fuck is this!?" She said as she spun her phone around and shoved it in Katsuki's face.

He glared it the phone and skimmed through the pictures.

And sure enough...

They were there.

The proof of his infidelities.

He reached for the phone, but (Y/n) yanked it back too quickly.

Katsuki stood frozen. His ruby eyes blown to saucers and a lump caught in his throat. Fists bawled and lips slightly parted.

Shit...

"Oh!? Speechless are we Kacchan!?" The (h/c) haired woman said, snapping Katsuku out of his trance.

"LIKE HELL I AM!" He said through grit teeth. He had to act as if (Y/n) dropping his name and calling him Kacchan didn't phase him as much as he let on. "WHO'S TO SAY THAT'S SHIT'S ME ANYWAY!?" He shouted.

(Y/n) shot him a look of disbelief, but it was quickly replaced with rage.

"Are you FUCKING SERIOUS!? YOU THINK I'M f-fUcKiNg sTuPiD!?" She hollered as her voice began to distort and her body began to go transparent.

That was her quirk. Hollow: she called it. She could phase through things at will. Only downfall is when her emotions go hay-wire. Her body then begins to ruptured on its own. In some cases her speech would slur and fumble, signaling that she's beginning to loose control.

Bakugo noticed and immediately grew worried. Yes, the two were in a heated brawl right now, but he still cared for (Y/n). He still loved her. No doubt about it in his mind.

He also knew you weren't dumb and ditzy like most girls he's encountered. But he wasn't one who behaved well under pressure and back-talk.

"YOU MUST BE IF YOU THINK I'D DO SOME SHIT LIKE THAT!!" He retorted. He knew he'd fucked up, but his pride wouldn't allow him to back down.

"Oh!? i-Is tHaT sO!? WELL LET ME REFRESH YOUR BUSTED ASS MEMORY!!" (Y/n) shouted as she began to scroll through her fiance's messages. She took a few deep breathes to steady herself to make sure her body didn't phase through the floor.

"Oh baby you still coming over tonight," she began, "I used that perfume you like!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP! THAT BITCH SENT THAT TO ME ON ACCIDENT!!"

(Y/n) simply scoffed and kept scrolling through other messages.

"Oh yeah that sounds great babe! Just let me put the hag to bed and I'll be right over! WHO'S THE f-fUcKinG hAg BAKUGO!?" (Y/n) screeched as she felt hot tears prickle the corners of her piercing (e/c) orbs, but she ignored them to keep an unwavering glare on the unravelling man before her.

"SHUT UP (Y/N)! YOU'RE GOING FUCKING MENTAL!!"

"OH I'M THE MENTAL ONE!? SORRY IF YOU CALL CATCHING MY CHEATING ASS FIANCE ME BEING FUCKING MENTAL!!" She said as she took strides towards the bulky male.

He stood tall and aggravated as he watched the smaller woman approach him.

His teeth were grit and his fists were bawled. Almost as if he was trying to hold himself back.

"I KNEW I SHOULD'VE LISTENED TO MY MOTHER!!" She screamed as she stepped closer.

"SHE KNEW YOUR EGOTISTICAL ASS WOULD STEP OUTTA YOUR BOUNDARIES ONCE YOU GOT TOO COMFORTABLE!!" She said as she jutted a finger into the males broad and sturdy pectorals.

"UNTRUSTWORTHY!! THAT'S WHAT SHE CALLED YOU YKNOW!!" She said as she poked him hard again.

"SELF-CENTERED," another poke.

"PRIDEFUL," another.

"AND A f-FuCkInG lIaR!" Another jab.

"I KNEW YOU'D BE NOTHIN MORE THAN A SELF-CENTERED BASTARD WHO-"

(Y/n) was cut off when she felt a strong hand grip her frail fist. Stopping it from coming into contact with Katsuki's firm chest.

"Poke me one. More. Fucking. Time bitch." Katsuki threatened in a menacing tone. He'd been trying not to lash out more than he already had. He's been trying to be mindful that (Y/n) was still a woman. The one he loved, he told himself. But he didn't know how much more he could take.

(Y/n)'s face contorted in pain as his grip on her wrist tightened, eliciting a pained whine from the woman. But she continued to glare.

Katsuki took her other wrist in his big, calloused hands before forcefully turning her around and shoving her away.

"Piss off before you make me angry." He snarled as he took his phone from the nearby coffee table and began walking into their shared bedroom.

"HELL NO!" She shouted as she reached out and grabbed hold of the disheveled sleeve of his dress shirt.

"YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME WHERE YOU'VE BEEN KATSUKI BAKUGO!! I'M SICK OF YOU DODGING THE FUCKING QUESTION!" She screamed as she tugged harder.

"WHOMST. THE FUCK. HAVE YOU BEEN SLEEPING WITH!?!" She shouted as she gave one more hard and finally tug. It resulted in tearing the sleeve of Bakugo's dress shirt.

At that moment he saw red.

He didn't know what happened to himself. He didn't know where he went. Deep down he knew it wasn't a big deal. But he had lost control.

But he knew there was no going back.

When he heard the tear his fist unclenched and he drew it forward quickly before whipped it back at lightning speed.

The back of his hand colliding with (Y/n)'s right cheek. The loud contact bouncing of the walls of their now silent penthouse.

(Y/n)'s neck immediately craned towards the left, disheveled hair now covering her face, masking her expression from the wide-eyed man before her.

At that moment, Katsuki's heart had fallen through his asshole. Never in his life did he ever think of putting his hands on a woman, let alone the woman he loved.

The room was silent. The pitter-patter of the rain outside tapping against the windows. They'd been so caught up fighting that they hadn't even realized it was pouring outside.

The silence felt murderous to Katsuki. His mouth was dry, his hands was clammy, and he wasn't sure if his heart was beating anymore.

All the worst case scenerious had immediately begun to flash through his mind in that moment.

So many. More than he could count. But his heart sunk when he realized that (Y/n), the love of his life, his first love, high school sweet heart, could leave him.

His scarlet eyes followed (Y/n)'s hand as it slowly etched towards her still face, her neck still craned, hair still disheveled. She winced when her cold finger tips came into with her face.

Katsuki snapped back into reality when he heard a sniffle emit from his (h/c) haired angel.

"(Y-" Katsuki tried to call her name, but it cracked and grew dry when he noticed her body being to vibrate into transparency.

"(N/n)?" He called out as he took a step foward. (Y/n) immediately took two more steps back.

"I-I d-didn't..." He trailed off "yknow I'd never...it was an accident baby." He croaked as he took another step forward. His hands in front of him as he slowly being to reach for the smaller woman.

She simply took another step back and croaked. "How many..."

Katsuki knew what she meant, but was still hesitant to speak. But he couldn't risk digging himself further into the hole he created for himself.

"Eight." He whispered. He heard (Y/n) scoff then slowly craned her neck towards Bakugo. She slowly tucked the hair out of her eyes, revealing two tear-drenched (e/c) orbs that held a painful glare on the shaken male. Accompanying the tear-stained eyes was a searing red handprint.

Without a word, she tucked her phone in her pocket, then turned on her heel as she began to stride towards the door.

Bakugo immediately began to mimic her movements and bombard her with questions he didn't necessarily want the answers to.

"Where the fuck are you going!? You didn't even let me explain myself!" He screamed desperately as he watched (Y/n) grab her purse and coat.

She grabbed the doorknob then froze in her spot and slightly craned ger neck to the left, signaling Bakugo to speak.

The words he wanted to say got caught in his throat, allowing him to spew words he knew would get him no where.

"Uhh... I made a stupid fucking dare with that fucking shitty Pikachu! I wasn't gonna let that dumb faced fuck beat me!" He said.

(Y/n) wordlessly turned the knob and opened it. The heavy downpour emitting a cool breeze that felt wonderful on her raging cheek.

Preparing to walk out before she was stopped by a warm hand grabbing her cold left hand.

"Wait that's it!? You're just gonna fucking leave!?" He shouted as his heart began to ache.

It wasn't supposed to end like this. She wasn't supposed to find out. They meant nothing, he's swears! He was willing to swallow his pride if it meant (Y/n) would stay.

So, he then encased (Y/n)' s smaller hand in his bigger ones then got on his knees. He then pressed his forehead against the hands and cursed himself mentally for looking so fucking pathetic.

"What do you want me to do!? Huh (N/n)!? Cause I'm fucking begging ok!! I'M FUCKING BEGGING YOU TO STAY!!" He plead. He was on his knees begging for a woman he know he didn't deserve.

He put her through so much ever since their high school days. (Y/n) didn't attend UA. She went to a basic high school full of 'extras' as Bakugo would say. But even back then she was willing to deal with the prideful bastard.

She was there when he struggled with studies. She was there cheering the loudest at the Sport's Festival. She was there when he broke up with Ochaco. She was there when he didn't want her to be.

So he repays her by sleeping around behind her back.

(Y/n) slowly phases her left hand out of the distressed males hand. Making sure to leave the object in his hands.

She wordlessly put her coat on and slung her purse over her arm before craning her neck towards the kneeling male and spoke in a hushed, yet monotone voice.

"Give that to one of your whores Katsuki. I'm sure you'll put it to use." She mumbled before walking out into the curtain of rain.

The male felt his eyes burn with hot tears as he watched the love of his life back out of their driveway.

He wanted to call her name, to chase the car down, hop on the hood. It didn't matter. He wanted to prevent her from leaving.

But his throat had gone completely parched. He felt weak to his core, and he was left to tremble and convulse in his kneeling position.

(Y/n)'s words had begun to ring in his mind. Almost as if it was on repeat. The bored tone she gave, even though he knew that she was breaking. She tended to mask the emotions she didn't want.

He felt something cool and firm in his palms that raised immediate panic. He was scared to what he'd find when he opened his clenched fist.

His breathe sped up as he slowly unravelled his fist only for a tear to roll down his cheek.

Lying in his sweaty right palm was (Y/n)'s silver engagement ring.
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