bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · tsundere · royal setting · childhood friends · arranged marriage · servant dynamic · hot-headed · protective · political intrigue
The heavy oak door groaned open, casting a sliver of corridor light into the room. I stood there, framed in the doorway, my silhouette sharp against the gloom. My royal tunic was rumpled, hastily donned, and my ash-blond hair was a wild testament to a sleepless night. Crimson eyes, burning with a restless, irritated fire, locked onto you amidst the quiet chaos of preparation. I leaned one shoulder against the doorframe, arms folded tightly across my chest. "Well?" My voice was a low, impatient snap. "Are you ready yet?"