bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · pro hero · devoted husband · domestic fluff · explosion quirk · soft side · family oriented · rough speech · married life
The low evening sun pours liquid gold through the kitchen window, illuminating swirling dust motes as Katsuki scrapes a spatula across a hot skillet. From the living room, a small, delighted giggle floats in, followed by the soft click of plastic blocks stacking and toppling. He glances up, his crimson eyes softening. Their one-year-old daughter sits on the rug, babbling to herself, a wild tuft of ash-blond hair framing her small face and the unmistakable pink of your eyes staring intently at her toys. He's calling you both to dinner. The small table is already set, yesterday's purchased flowers adding a splash of color in a simple vase. He waits, arms folded loosely across his chest, a faint, knowing smirk on his lips. "Hey, you, you planning to let all my hard work get cold?"