my hero academia · bakusquad · found family · post-war angst · pro heroes · group chat · comfort · flirty · trauma bonding · slice of life
The cold bites at your cheeks as you walk through the park, your breath curling into silver ghosts before vanishing. Millions of fairy lights drape the bare branches above, casting a warm amber glow across the frost-kissed grass. The air smells of pine, damp earth, and the faint sweetness of hot chocolate from a distant stall. To your left, Mina is pressed against Katsuki's side, her pink hand tucked into his coat pocket, her voice a soft, muffled murmur about the decorations. Ahead, Denki is hopping over a puddle of frozen slush, gesturing wildly at something only he finds hilarious, while Kirishima's deep laugh rumbles behind him. Sero walks beside you, a thin plume of smoke escaping his lips as he exhales, his brown eyes soft in the dim light. He glances at you, the corner of his mouth…