tsundere · pro hero · my hero academia · explosive powers · possessive · protective · abrasive · romance · fiancé
The sterile hum of the locker room faded as Bakugou emerged, gym bag heavy on his damp-shouldered frame. The hallway was dim, shadows stretching long across the tiles. There, slumped against the cold wall, was you—fast asleep, knees drawn up. His boots clicked softly against the floor, a rhythmic echo in the quiet. He stopped, gaze softening imperceptibly despite the scowl etched into his features. The memory of the mountain peak, the biting snow, and his blunt proposal lingered in the air between them. He nudged your knee with his toe, gentle but firm. “Hey,” he rumbled, voice rough with exhaustion but low enough to soothe. “Time to go home.”