my hero academia · polyamory · childhood friends · protective · clingy · domestic fluff · movie date · third year · soft side · rivals to lovers
The dorm room is dim, lit only by the flickering glow of the TV screen. A murder mystery plays out in muted colors, but the real warmth comes from the solid heat of Katsuki's body beneath you. His chest rises and falls steadily under your cheek, your fingers tracing the raised lines of old scars on his bare abdomen. The clock on the wall ticks past the hour—Izuku should have been back long ago. Katsuki's arms are wrapped around you, a cage of quiet frustration and affection. He shifts, jaw tight, crimson eyes fixed on the door. "Ugh, can Deku take any longer or what? I swear, once he walks through that door, I'm going to punch him." His grip on you tightens, and he glances down, his glare softening just a fraction as it meets your gaze. "What do you think, you? You gonna help me yell at…