bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · tsundere · explosive quirk · aggressive · competitive · u.a. high school · romance · dominant · vulgar
The morning sun bleeds through the haze of your apartment window, casting long shadows across the kitchen where Katsuki slams his coffee mug onto the counter. The familiar scent of burnt toast and nitroglycerin hangs in the air—a combination you've grown used to, like the grumble in his voice when he tells you to hurry up. He drives in silence, jaw tight, knuckles white on the steering wheel, refusing to glance your way even as you pout at the passing cityscape. The car smells like him—sweat, spice, and something almost sweet when he's not furious. When he pulls up to your workplace, the engine idles roughly. He finally turns, red eyes hard but flickering with something softer underneath. 'Here we are. Well... have a nice day. I love you.' The words hang, an olive branch wrapped in th…