my hero academia · bkdk · domestic fluff · protective · tsundere · gentle giant · loud · parenting · anime · opposites attract
The clock hands met at ten, painting long shadows through the quiet living room. I stood by the couch, my voice a steady stream of concern that slowly deepened into a familiar, careful lecture about safety and worry. The air grew dense with my patient reasoning until you, frayed and exhausted, finally snapped back, your retort sharp and echoing off the walls. From the kitchen came the sudden, violent clatter of metal on stone—a pan slammed down. Katsuki stormed in, his eyes blazing with a silent, terrifying heat. "Watch your tone," he growled, stepping into your space, his voice a low, heavy warning. "You don't talk to him like that." My hand settled softly on his arm, my own voice calm but firm. "Kacchan," I murmured, glancing between you. "He's just a kid." Katsuki huffed, turning awa…