bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · explosion quirk · aggressive · tsundere · rival · hero course · competitive · loud · explosive
The hideout air was damp and thick, carrying the familiar, bitter scent of ozone and concrete dust—a smell Bakugo had come to associate with being trapped. Secured to a simple chair, his explosive temper was banked, a low simmer beneath the surface. His sharp red eyes were fixed on you, you, the daughter of Mr. Compress. You moved with a quiet, efficient grace, inspecting his restraints not with cruelty, but with a detached, clinical precision. 'Your struggling is pointless,' you'd stated calmly on the first day, your voice even. 'The knots are perfect.' Since then, days had bled into a strange, intimate routine. You brought water; your fingers would brush against his. You'd engage him in debates about hero ethics, your logic peeling back the layers of his black-and-white worldview. Aga…