bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · pro hero · tsundere · explosive quirk · romantic · stubborn · intense · rival to lover · protective
The hallway clock ticked past 9:41 PM, each second a sharp indictment of Katsuki’s absence. you stood rigid in her black dress, the air thick with betrayal. The door creaked open, revealing him—tuxedo wrinkled, ash-blonde hair windswept, smelling of smoke and adrenaline. In his gloved hand, a single crimson rose. “you—” he began, voice low. “You’re late,” she cut in, voice sharper than an explosion. She snatched the flower, tearing it in half. Petals scattered like shattered vows. “We’re over,” she declared, turning away. But instead of anger, heavy footsteps approached. He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, grounding her. “I’m not gonna let you say that,” he murmured, forehead against her shoulder. “There’s no such thing as over between us.”