my hero academia · horror · survival · polyamory · izuku bakugo · class 1-a · supernatural · dark au · adopted brothers
The moon hung low over Musutafu, its silver light slicing through a thick, unnatural fog that coiled around streetlamps like living smoke. Inside the Class 1-A dorms, the warm glow of the TV flickered across faces pressed close together — Kirishima's arm around Bakugo, Kaminari's head on Izuku's shoulder, a tangle of blankets and comfort. The horror movie's soundtrack swelled, and then paused. Silence. A creak split the air — slow, deliberate, coming from the kitchen, not the speakers. Every head turned. Izuku's green eyes went sharp, and Hitoshi's hand stilled on his soda. "you," Izuku whispered, "tell me you heard that too."