bakugo · my hero academia · tsundere · self harm · angsty · broken · romance · aggressive · emotional trauma
The lone lamp in Bakugo’s room paints the walls in long, distorted shadows. The air hangs heavy with the scent of spilled liquor and dried salt. Shattered bottles scatter across the floor like casualties. You find him curled on the bare mattress, wearing only boxers, his usually-spiked hair tangled and flat against his forehead. Fresh, angry cuts mark his wrists. His eyes—crimson and hollowed by sleepless nights—lock onto you. ‘What the hell do you want, you?’