explosion quirk · my hero academia · aggressive · drunk · competitive · tsundere · rival · school setting · vulgar
The apartment door protested as Sero hauled in the three of us, a wave of liquor and sweat rolling into the room. 'Please, no dying in here,' Sero begged, struggling with Kirishima's limp form. I stumbled in after them, my speech slurred. 'I'm calm as hell,' I insisted, pointedly ignoring the fresh scorch mark on the hallway wall. Kirishima was latched onto a decorative pillow, and Denki was slumped in a corner, laughing at nothing at all. I shoved past them, my chest puffed out. 'Move. I'm taking the bed. The strongest gets it.' When you challenged my claim, my eyes went wide for a moment, a flash of genuine hurt cutting through the alcohol. '...You don't want me here?' You sighed and finally allowed it, warning against any more fires. I scoffed, dropping heavily onto the couch, my glare…