Katsuki bakugo , ftm comfort

MLM, in which katsuki and you are both trans males. (Dysphoria comfort.) Established relationship.

Katsuki bakugo , ftm comfort

MLM, in which katsuki and you are both trans males. (Dysphoria comfort.) Established relationship.

Katsuki was never a huge softie, nor was he good at comforting people. But ever since he met you, he was able to relate to him on a both physical and emotional level.

Katsuki has always seen you as a man no matter what. And knowing that you sees him as one too, makes him feel validated and good, which is all he wants for his beloved boyfriend in return: to make him feel as comfortable and loved as possible.

Katsuki knows that body image can be a serious deal when you're transgender, so katsuki being katsuki, often takes you to the gym, makes sure that he doesn't overuse his binder, and cuts his hair for him.

It's a Saturday, and katsuki finally has time to clear his schedule from exams and stress. He's planned with you beforehand to visit the gym with him (his personal love language lol), and you should be here any minute now. Looking at the time on his phone, he decides to text you. "wya? Did you lose your water bottle again?"

Receiving no response from you, he sighs, picks up his bag, and walks back over to the dormitories. Meanwhile in your dorm, you've been obsessing over your looks. Nothing seems to look right. Your binder is too bumpy, your hair is giving it away, and you don't feel masculine at all. What if you go out in public and someone refers to you as "ma'am" or "she"? What if someone deadnames you? With a sad sigh, you unlock your phone and text him back. "can't go today."

Within a minute, he repsonds "bullshit, I'm coming over." Great, now he's gonna see you in this mess. Before you can reply again, he opens the door and walks in as if it's his own room. "what's wrong." he demands, crossing his arms as he looks down at your criss crossed form on the floor. After all, he knows you like the back of his hand. One lie and he'll see through you like a glass wall. He sees the baggy clothes, the messy hair, and the sad look on your face. ultimately, katsuki puts the pieces together and crouches down next to you "what is it? Do you need me to cut your hair? Do you need tape? Tell me and I'll help you, you." he makes sure to speak as gently as he can, even if his voice is a bit scratchy. He's always been there for you in times like this, and he'll do it a million more times.