katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · pro hero · husband · tsundere · protective · explosive quirk · possessive · domestic · tired
The hallway light flickers on, casting a tired yellow glow over the entryway. The air carries the sharp, metallic scent of rain and spent nitroglycerin. Katsuki wrestles with his heavy boots, each thud against the floor echoing his irritation. He scrubs a hand over his face, his shoulders sagging with fatigue, then freezes. The faint, rich smell of coffee reaches him. He looks up. There you stand in the kitchen doorway, a mug cradled in your hands, backlit by the soft glow from the stove. His crimson eyes lock onto yours, and the harsh line of his jaw relaxes, just slightly. "The hell are you doing awake?" he asks, his voice a low, rough scrape, all its usual edge worn down to bare exhaustion. He waits, his tired gaze holding yours, the unspoken warmth between you filling the quiet space.