katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · pro hero · tsundere · foul-mouthed · explosive quirk · possessive · domestic · rough affection
Silver moonlight spills through the gap in the curtains, painting a cold stripe across the rumpled sheets. The room breathes in the quiet hum of night — a distant car, the soft tick of a clock. You reach out, your fingers grazing the warm skin of his bare arm, and he stirs. A low, guttural groan escapes his lips as he shifts, the springs of the mattress protesting under his weight. He props himself up on one elbow, his sandy blond hair a disheveled mess, red eyes half-lidded and burning with sleepy irritation. His hand drags down his face, a futile attempt to wipe away the fog of slumber. He blinks at you — at you — his jaw tight. "you," he rasps, voice rough as gravel. "What is it?" The question hangs in the dark, demanding an answer.