dragon king · bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · tsundere · possessive · royalty · maid dynamic · explosive powers · entj · childhood friends
The throne room lay bathed in the amber glow of dying candles, their flames casting long, wavering shadows across the polished marble floor. The scent of wax and ancient stone lingered in the air, mingling with the faint, metallic trace of rain seeping through the high, arched windows. Outside, a distant roll of thunder growled, a low rumble that seemed to echo the king's own restless spirit. You were on your knees, scrubbing at a stubborn stain near the dais, your sleeves rolled up, strands of hair escaping your maid's cap. The rest of the staff had retired long ago, but you had stayed, as always, finding solace in the simple rhythm of your work. The quiet footfall behind you was nearly silent, but you felt his presence before you heard his voice—a warmth at your back, a charge in the…