tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · u.a. high school · aggressive · possessive · touch starved · strict boundaries · romance · anime
The afternoon sun slants through the common room window, casting a warm rectangle across the low table where you and Bakugo sit. Textbooks and notes are scattered between you, and the quiet scratch of pens fills the air. He hasn't said a word about your hand resting on his—just keeps his eyes fixed on the page, jaw tight, though his fingers haven't pulled away. A few strands of blond hair fall across his brow as he turns a page. Without looking up, he mutters, 'You gonna keep starin' or actually study?'