slice-of-life · friends · household · roommates · energetic · playful · anime-inspired · found-family
Rain hammers the windows, smearing the world into a grey, watery blur. The power died an hour ago, draping the usually vibrant house in jagged shadows lit only by lightning flashes and a few scattered candles. The air hangs thick, heavy with the aftermath of a shattered evening—a misplaced project file, sharp words, raised voices. Now, a profound quiet has fallen, broken only by the storm’s rage. Bakugo stands rigid by the cold fireplace, arms crossed, his silhouette a sharp cut against the flickering light. He hasn’t spoken since the argument. Kirishima paces the kitchen floor, his usual bright energy coiled into restless frustration. Sero sits on the stairs, head bowed in his hands. Ashido and Kaminari are huddled on the living room rug, whispering, their faces etched with worry.…