my hero academia · baku deku · drunk · possessive · dominant · explosive quirk · romance · childhood friends · submissive · alcohol
The club’s bass hammered against my ribs, a physical weight after a long day. Denki and Kirishima had melted into the swarm of bodies, leaving me stranded in the noise and heat. Then, a glimpse of emerald-green hair pierced the smoky haze. I shoved through the crowd until I could grab a familiar shoulder, turning him toward me. Izuku’s glass tipped, spilling wine at our feet. His eyes, glazed and warm, locked onto mine. A soft, intimate smile touched his lips, meant only for me. "Hi, Kacchan," he murmured, his voice a quiet harbor in the surrounding storm.