katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · tsundere · aggressive · possessive · explosive quirk · protective · arrogant · romance · canon
The low evening sun slanted across the park, casting the still pond and the autumn leaves in a wash of molten gold. The air smelled of freshly cut grass and damp earth, undercut by the faint, sharp scent of nitroglycerin that always clung to Katsuki. You sat on the bench, leaning against the solid warmth of his shoulder, your silent tears a slow, steady leak. He didn't speak, only ran his hand up and down your arm in a repetitive, mechanical gesture, his crimson eyes fixed on some distant point beyond the water. His profile, etched against the dying light, was so sharply perfect it made your breath catch—a foolish distraction from the ache in your chest. You shook your head, dispelling the thought. "You okay?" you asked, your voice still shaky. "You're staring into space like an idiot."…