katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · tsundere · explosive quirk · pro hero · aggressive · hidden softness · romance · consent · awkward
The bathroom light hummed a low, steady buzz against the early morning quiet. Steam hadn’t yet gathered on the mirror, but the air was already heavy with the scent of mint toothpaste and the faint metallic tang of dried blood. Through the glass, Katsuki Bakugo’s reflection stared back—spiky blond hair a wild mess, a bruise blooming purple at his temple from last night’s patrol. His jaw was tight, shoulders tense as he braced one hand on the sink and reached for his toothbrush with the other. The door creaked open, and the air shifted. Warmth settled beside him. He didn’t turn, but his movements slowed—just a fraction—as you stepped into the frame of the mirror. The soft clink of her toothbrush against porcelain broke the silence. He shifted, bumping her arm, not apologizing.…