Invisible Strings | Katsuki Bakugou

Spring break? Not exactly

Their heads snapped in her direction and Katsuki used that moment to kick Kirishima on the floor, the poor boy landing with a loud noise on the carpet. That fall was heard from the floor under it and a worried Iida came into the room, almost blowing Len away with his speed.

"Everyone's good? The ceiling shook right over my head!", he scanned the room standing beside Len, kneeling, and stretching his neck to be sure no one was hurt. Katsuki sat on the bed, rubbing his face with his hands, already tired of those shitty break days from school activities.

Lenora pointed at the boy and then at Kirishima, who was getting up, "I found out Kat cheats on me with Eijiro. Isn't this surprisingly unfair? At least he could share", she joked, elbowing Iida.

Katsuki's popped a vein on his forehead, "I swear to God..."

"I won't inquire into your love life any further!", Iida patted Len's shoulder, "Because now you need to dress up in your uniform, so we can go and take the annual photo of our class. Mr. Aizawa will be here in ten!"

"Fuck me."

"Annual photo?"

"Mr. Aizawa would be in the photo, too?"

"Yes, yes, and again yes! Now, move my fellow classmates!", Iida clapped his hands, leaving their hallway.

They weren't prepared for that news, or they just forgot it?

"Yeah, you dumbasses forgot it!", Katsuki used his face-reading skills to understand his friend and his girl utterly forgot about it, "Aizawa talked about it yesterday during last period, what the hell were you doing?"

Lenora took a few steps inside, slumping down on the bed behind Katsuki's back and near Kirishima's leg, "Class photos...I love taking them! It's a funny memory!", she touched her baggy pajama's shirt, shapeshifting in her school uniform. Her hair worked on itself without her moving a finger, so the flowers, the roots, and the complicated braids were tangled all together in less than ten seconds.

Kirishima was the only one who could actually see her, "Woah, Len. You're getting faster at doing it."

Katsuki turned half his head to take a better look, "You're getting faster? Not like I'm doing it! I'll beat your ass on the next training!"

Lenora chuckled, her hands lifting part of Katsuki's shirt so she could plant a kiss on his back, "Don't act so cocky, Dynamight. I'm reaching up your score."

That was true, when quirks were involved, Len seemed more powerful in every fight. It was scary. First, she spilled out darkness who tried to drown her, then she found a new purpose and then she was able to control every side effect she'd ever had. The darkness twisted and bent under her spell, her fingers dancing in the air and sending the power toward her opponent with a winning smirk on her lips. She knew what she was doing but she didn't know how it was possible. Or, she never told Katsuki. He trusted her with his heart and soul, but he still was afraid for her. She was a high achiever, a workaholic, and an unstoppable fury. How could someone help a person like Len? How could someone tell her that she didn't have to do it alone?

"Hey, Kat? We lost you again!", Len pinched his skin, trying to gain his attention, while Kirishima tried touching his cheeks to annoy him.

Bakugou shoved away both their hands like they were flies, making the stupid duo chuckle and keep tasing him.

"YOU TWO..."

They kept with their torture until Aizawa himself showed up at Katsuki's door, his firm gaze sent shivers down their spines. In less than one minute they were all ready.