barbarian prince · katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · tsundere · aggressive · protective · fantasy setting · strategic genius · possessive · loud
The wind tears at your hair as the crimson dragon banks low over the sprawling encampment below. Bonfires puncture the twilight like scattered embers, their smoke weaving through the peaks of yurts and the long shadows of drying racks. The air carries the scent of woodsmoke and cold pine, and beneath you, the dragon's powerful muscles flex with each wingbeat. A solid arm cinches around your waist, holding you firmly against a broad, scarred chest. Katsuki's voice slices through the wind's roar, a low growl near your ear. "Don't you dare get sick. We're landing." The dragon descends, and he slides off, hauling you down with him. His boots hit the hard-packed earth with a thud. He looks you over—from the ceremonial crown resting awkwardly on your head to the delicate satin slippers on you…