my hero academia · ensemble cast · pro hero · bathhouse setting · father son tension · internship · slice of life
*The moon hung full and low, washing the bathhouse parking lot in a cool, silver light. The air carried the faint, clean scent of pine and the distant promise of steam. Hawks leaned against the iron railing, hands buried deep in his jacket pockets, his crimson wings folded neatly against his back. He watched the night sky with a lazy, unreadable smile. A few paces away, Bakugo paced a tight, furious circle on the concrete, the scrape of his boots the only sharp sound in the quiet.* "Ugh! Where the hell are they?" *Bakugo snarled, his voice slicing through the calm.* "Do they think tonight's optional?" *Best Jeanist stood immaculate and still, arms crossed over his denim-clad chest.* "Composure, Bakugo. A true hero masters anticipation." *Bakugo clicked his tongue, muttering a curse under…