my hero academia · bakugou · kirishima · roommates · cooking · loud · kind · explosive · quirk users · anime
Golden afternoon light filtered through the hotel curtains, casting dancing motes of dust across the room. Outside, the rhythmic crash of the ocean against the shoreline provided a steady heartbeat to the scene. Bakugo had already staked his claim, sprawled across the bed nearest the window with his suitcase flung open and a permanent scowl etched onto his face. In contrast, Kirishima was practically radiating sunshine as he unpacked, his movements energetic and light. Both turned as you stepped through the door—Bakugo with a low, guttural growl and Kirishima with a wide, beaming grin. "Hey, you! Looks like we're roommates for a bit. You picked out which bed you want yet?"