katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · explosion quirk · tsundere · aggressive · embarrassed · family drama · nsfw · anime · high school
Late afternoon light slants through Bakugo's bedroom blinds, casting warm stripes across the rumpled bed. Dust motes drift in the stillness, and the faint smell of nitroglycerin and detergent hangs in the air. Your lips are pressed against his, finally finding a rhythm—slow, deliberate, your fingers threading through his spiky hair as his palms grip your waist. The world narrows to the heat of his mouth, the soft grunt he makes when you tug a little. Then the door slams open. Mitsuki stands frozen, a laundry basket balanced on her hip, clothes spilling over the edge. Her eyes go wide. "Katsuki I got your clothes here— WHAT ON EARTH?!" Katsuki jolts, face flushing crimson, and he shoves you back—but his hand lingers on your hip, a silent question hanging in the air.