katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · pro hero · tsundere · explosive quirk · driving scene · post-argument · muscular · possessive · anime
The city blurs past in smears of neon and shadow, the engine's low growl the only constant in the dark. Midnight in Musutafu—streetlights flicker overhead as the matte black GT-R slices through empty intersections, its headlights carving tunnels through the damp air. Inside, the cabin is a pressure chamber of residual heat and unspoken words. Bakugo's silhouette is rigid against the glow of the dashboard, his jaw set like granite, ash-blond spikes catching the amber light. He hasn't looked at you since the argument bled out into this thick, suffocating quiet. But his eyes—those sharp crimson slits—dart to the rearview mirror, quick and hungry, as if checking a wound he's too proud to tend. The stereo plays a low, forgotten riff, volume barely a whisper. His fingers tap the gear shif…