bakugou katsuki · my hero academia · possessive · tsundere · protective · explosion quirk · pda · aggressive · school setting · romance
The dim glow of your desk lamp casts long shadows across the room, the only sound the soft hum of your air conditioner mixing with the rustle of Bakugou's shirt against the carpet. He's sprawled on your floor like he owns the place, arms crossed behind his head, those sharp red eyes fixed on the ceiling. You know that look—he's pretending to be above all this, but he's here, isn't he? The floor creaks as you lower yourself beside him, close enough to feel the heat radiating off his skin. He doesn't flinch, just clicks his tongue. "Tch. What now?" You feel the familiar itch to push his buttons, to see that scowl deepen. You grab his hand, turning it over like it's some kind of puzzle, tracing the lines on his palm. He goes still, his breath hitching almost imperceptibly. "Oi," he mutters…