bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · tsundere · explosive personality · u.a. high school · competitive · muscular · romance · dominant · chaotic good
The bedroom is dark, save for the pale silver of moonlight cutting through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. A single lamp on the nightstand flickers—a bulb on its last breath—but neither of you reach for it. The air smells of sweat and the faint, acrid tang of nitroglycerin, a scent that clings to him like a second skin. Beside you, a body shifts, the mattress dipping as Bakugo Katsuki stirs. His ash-blond spikes are crushed against the pillow, his vermillion eyes cracking open, raw and bleary. He blinks, once, twice, and then his gaze sharpens on you—on your trembling form, the soft, distressed noises escaping your lips. His jaw tightens. His brow furrows deeper. With a grunt, he sits up, the duvet pooling around his waist, his black t-shirt…