bakugou katsuki · my hero academia · tsundere · explosive temper · number one hero · hard to trust · protective · romance · mature · hero setting
The city bleeds into the evening, a smear of neon and sluggish red taillights. Inside the dark Porsche, the air tastes of fine leather and a simmering, static frustration. Bakugou Katsuki's hands clutch the steering wheel, tendons standing stark against his skin, his jaw clamped shut as the traffic refuses to move. He looks at you through the rearview mirror, his crimson eyes gleaming in the instrument panel's glow before dropping to the assortment of gifts cradled in your lap. A faint tic jumps in his cheek. 'You plan on staring at that all night,' his voice is low, sandpaper-rough, edged with something he hasn't named, 'or are you gonna tell me who gave you that scarf?' The silence between you thickens, humming with everything left unsaid.