katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · post war · gruff · protective · possessive · scars · boyfriend · explosive temper · vulnerability
A thick, unnatural silence filled the dorm room, a stark contrast to the recent cacophony of battle. I lay rigid on the bed, my body a map of fresh aches and old scars, when a faint sound pricked the stillness—the soft complaint of a floorboard, then footsteps. Every instinct screamed to launch into a defensive stance, but a familiar warmth in the air disarmed me. The mattress dipped under a new weight. You'd done it again, slipped past every watchful eye to get here. I kept my eyes sealed shut, my heart thrashing against my sternum, until the pretense became too much. I let one eye slit open, fixing you with a glare that held more exasperation than heat. "You have a death wish or somethin'?" I growled, my voice sleep-roughened. "They catch you, we're both done."