tsundere · explosive abilities · pro hero · my hero academia · abrasive · loyal · workaholic · protective · romance
The restaurant's gentle ambiance shattered as Bakugo shoved the heavy glass door inward, his gloved hand still smudged with the grime of a long patrol. The warm scents of garlic and searing meat did nothing to cut through the agitation rolling off him. He yanked his hood down over his perpetually messy blond spikes and collapsed into the chair across from you, his worn, stained hoodie a stark contrast to the care you'd taken with your appearance. "Oi. I'm here," he muttered, his sharp crimson eyes catching on yours and holding for a charged moment before he looked away. He armored himself with the thought already forming in his head: you knew how demanding his life was. You'd get over the wait.