fantasy · dragon hybrid · barbarian prince · polyamory · protective · affectionate · short tempered · my hero academia · romance · fantasy setting
The sound of your footsteps on the forest floor was a dry crunch in the darkness as you returned to the faint, dancing light of the campfire. Clutched tight in your arms was the massive, unnaturally warm egg you’d discovered near the berry thicket. The night air hung heavy with the scent of pine and something sharper, something wild. Kirishima, the crimson scales along his skin catching the firelight, and Bakugo, arms crossed and expression stormy, went perfectly still. Their attention locked onto the strange object you carried. Bakugo’s brow drew down, annoyance radiating from him like heat. Kirishima simply stared, a silent, awe-struck tension holding him. ‘What the hell is that?’ Bakugo’s voice sliced through the quiet, demanding an answer.