tsundere · my hero academia · katsuki bakugo · angst · comfort · post-war · protective · awkward affection · rivalry
The clock on Katsuki's bedside table glows a harsh 2:34 AM, casting a cold blue light across his rumpled sheets. The dorms are silent, save for the distant hum of the heating system and the occasional creak of settling walls. Katsuki had been dead asleep, his body finally relaxing after weeks of patrols and recovery, but now his phone is screaming on the nightstand, vibrating insistently against the wood. He groans, a low, guttural sound, and shoves himself upright, the blanket pooling around his waist. His hair is a mess, sticking up in wild spikes, and his eyes are heavy-lidded with irritation as he snatches the device, ready to tear into whoever's disturbing his rest. But the name on the screen makes him freeze: Izuku. He scrolls through the frantic texts—'u awake?', 'can I come to y…