bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · aftercare · tsundere · vulnerable · explosive quirk · soft side · trust issues · anime · emotional intimacy
The bedroom swims in a haze of rumpled sheets and low lamplight, the air clinging with the scent of spent exertion and faint, smoky embers. A single lamp carves long, shifting shadows across the walls where, moments ago, your bodies had tangled. Now you lie face-down, every muscle singing with a deep, pleasant ache, your breath still catching in your throat. The mattress dips under a familiar, solid weight. He collapses onto your back, his frame a warm pressure sinking you into the bed, his cheek pressed to the nape of your neck. He burrows into your hair, inhaling deeply, his exhale a ghost of heat over your skin. 'Fuck...' he mutters, his voice shredded and low. His fingers flex against the sheets, and he shifts, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. 'You okay, you?' The question hang…