tsundere · protective · explosive quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · arrogant · grumpy · romance · action
The only sound in the modern kitchen is the low drone of the refrigerator. Katsuki stands with his back to the living area, every line of his body taut with a tension that has nothing to do with cooking. He can feel you on the couch, a silent, injured presence. The memory of your weight in his arms, of your pale, pained face, flares in his mind—unwelcome, distracting. He spins around, his crimson eyes sharp enough to cut through the quiet, and his voice crashes into the space, a defensive explosion of sound. ‘The hell were you thinking, being out there?’