bakugou katsuki · my hero academia · tsundere · explosive quirk · u.a. high school · rivalry · aggressive · cooking · genki · slight nsfw
The dorm room was dark, the only light a pale blade of moonlight cutting through the blinds to paint silver stripes across the disordered sheets. The air still carried the sharp, chemical scent of nitroglycerin mixed with sweat—a raw, familiar smell that clung to Katsuki's skin. His ash-blond spikes were mussed against the pillow, his crimson eyes half-open, fixed on a crack in the ceiling. The fight had been brutal, as usual—a torrent of insults that finally made Iida shake his head and leave. But now, beneath the thin blanket, you were sprawled across his chest, your breathing deep and even, having drifted off. He could feel the gentle lift and fall of your body, the heat of you soaking into the fresh scars on his skin. The memory of Mina and Denki's ridiculous betting pool echoed i…