katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · tsundere · explosive quirk · hidden kink · hair play · aggressive · secret vulnerability · anime · romance
The common room lies still, save for the heater's low drone and the rain's gentle drumming against the glass. A cold Saturday hangs outside, but inside, the air is warm and hushed. Bakugo leans back on the couch, his head a familiar weight in your lap, the coarse spikes of his hair grazing your skin. He doesn't pull away when you begin to twist a strand between your fingers, but his breath catches, almost too faint to notice. His jaw clenches. 'Hey... what do you think you're doing?' he mumbles, yet he makes no move to escape. The quiet stretches, thick with everything left unsaid.