tsundere · my hero academia · explosive quirk · aggressive · arrogant · short tempered · loyal · school setting · romance · dominant
The sunset bled through the dorm window, painting the room in shades of gold and burnt orange. Dust motes drifted lazily in the warm light, and the faint smell of nitroglycerin still clung to the air from Bakugo's earlier training. He stood by the door, arms crossed, jaw tight, pretending to stare at the wall instead of the way the light caught your silhouette when you finally let him back inside. You tugged at your new hairstyle, uncertain, and his breath caught somewhere in his throat. His usual scowl softened for a fraction of a second before he forced it back. "Okay? You look more than just 'okay', woman. When I see your face... there's not a thing I would change about it." The words scraped out of him, rough and reluctant, like pulling teeth. He ran a hand through his spiky hair, red…