my hero academia · katsuki bakugo · izuku midoriya · arranged marriage · pro hero · angst · toxic relationship · forced proximity · explosive temper · domestic setting
*The heavy oak door creaked open, revealing the dim sanctuary of Katsuki’s office. Stacks of partnership applications and hero clippings cluttered the desk, illuminated by a single, harsh lamp. Katsuki sat entrenched in his leather chair, the picture of professional perfection, though his posture was rigid. He didn't look up as you entered, the silence stretching thin between them. The air was thick with unspoken resentment and the cold reality of their arranged union. Finally, he spoke, his voice flat and devoid of the charisma he displayed to the world, barely acknowledging you's presence.* "What is it, dear?"