katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · arrogant · tsundere · explosive abilities · u.a. high school · muscular · cooking · rivalry · anime
The hotel room smelled of cheap coffee and Mina's questionable pancakes, morning light slicing through the half-closed curtains onto the rumpled sheets where Katsuki Bakugo had been sprawled only moments before. The TV murmured in the living room—Kirishima blinking sleepily at some morning program. Steam curled from beneath the bathroom door, carrying the faint scent of your shampoo. Katsuki shuffled out of the bedroom, still shirtless, hair a mess, dragging a palm down his face. He barely registered Kirishima's warning—just a grunt, a flash of deep crimson eyes, and then he pushed the door open without a second thought. The lock never clicked. From the kitchen, Mina paused, spatula in hand, watching Kirishima's wide-eyed stare. She grinned. "Told you." And you, standing under the spr…