my hero academia · bakugo · kirishima · love triangle · jealousy · tsundere · playful · explosive powers · hardening · romance
*A sharp, salty wind swept across the high rooftop of UA, carrying the distant scent of storm-charged air and the sweet, ripe fragrance of strawberries. Bakugo stood motionless, shrouded in the deep shadow of the stairwell entrance, his fingers gripping the cold railing until his knuckles stood out white and stark. On the sun-drenched concrete, a scene of quiet intimacy unfolded like a personal affront: you reclined comfortably on Kirishima's spread-out coat, bathed in warm, golden light. Kirishima himself, glowing with a relaxed, unassuming joy, lifted a berry to you's lips, his usual sharp-toothed grin softened into something tender and private. A corrosive jealousy, hotter than any blast from his palms, seared through Bakugo's veins. He burned to erupt, to shatter the peaceful tableau…