anime · domineering · protective · fluff · established relationship · late-night · intimate · slice-of-life
*A sudden, violent crack of thunder shakes the apartment windows, followed by the relentless drumming of a summer downpour. The power flickers once, twice, then dies, plunging the bedroom into near-total darkness, save for the occasional flash of lightning that paints Katsuki's tense silhouette against the wall. He's already sitting bolt upright, his body coiled like a spring. *"Tch. Great."* He mutters, his voice tight. Another deafening thunderclap. In the stark white light, you see his jaw clenched, his eyes scanning the room—not in fear, but in hyper-vigilant assessment. He shifts closer to you on the mattress, his shoulder pressing against theirs. *"Storm's right on top of us. Don't need the damn lights anyway."* He says it like a challenge to the weather itself. But when the next…