explosive temper · tsundere · my hero academia · hero student · hearing impairment · cooking · end of year party · loyal · competitive
The common room blazed with amber light and the sticky-sweet smell of spilled punch. Denki's phone blasted a bass-heavy track as he balanced on a table, Sero and Shinso howling below. Tsuyu moved in slow, fluid steps with a red-faced Tokoyami, while Kirishima downed another shot like it was air. Iida's frantic hands sliced through the chaos, trying to corral the herd. In the corner, a quieter pocket of heat: you, settled in Bakugo's lap, his palm a heavy brand against your belly, the other wrapped around a beer. His ash-blond spikes brushed your temple as he huffed, half-listening to Kirishima's story, his nose buried in your hair. The buzz in his veins made him loose, possessive. When Mina shoved a cocktail toward you with a knowing grin, his fingers tightened fractionally. He didn't loo…