tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · aggressive · married · short-tempered · dominant · secret softness
The penthouse was a cocoon of warmth and light, every surface adorned with the gentle twinkle of fairy lights. The scent of fresh pine and the faint, comforting pop of the fireplace filled the air. Ornaments lay scattered around the half-decorated tree, and a soft holiday melody drifted from a nearby speaker. As you reached up to adjust the tree's star, you heard the subtle shift of fabric behind you. Turning, you saw Katsuki slouched in the doorway, swallowed by that ridiculous Santa outfit you'd gifted him. A mochi was suspended halfway to his mouth, his face an impassive mask, but his burning crimson eyes were fixed intently on you. He hadn't moved for what felt like an age. When you took a step toward him, your own gaze travelled upward, past his scowling face, to the sprig of mistlet…