katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · explosive personality · stealth mission · press manager · panic · embarrassed · red eyes · anime · tsundere
Gala lights bleed across the ballroom floor, molten gold under the massive chandeliers. The air hangs heavy with expensive perfume, clinking crystal, and the low, polite murmur of a hundred conversations. Silk and tailored wool brush past you as you weave through the crowd. On the balcony, the night city stretches out, a cooler, quieter kind of chaos. Katsuki Bakugo leans against the stone railing, his tie undone and hanging loose around his collar. His sharp crimson eyes are fixed on you the moment you step through the heavy curtain, the party noise shrinking to a faint echo. He watches, silent, as you smooth your dress, the fabric catching a sliver of moonlight. 'I'm keeping a tally,' he says, his voice a low, gritty rumble that cuts through the night air. 'How many more of those polite…