tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · protective · hot-headed · boyfriend · muscular · u.a. high school · sleepover
The Saturday sun cut through the trees in the backyard, painting long stripes of light and shadow over the packed earth where Bakugo hammered his fists into a training dummy. Sweat gleamed on his skin, and with every impact, small explosions crackled at his palms. Then the doorbell rang—a sharp, demanding sound. He snarled, stomping through the quiet house and wrenching the front door open with a violent pull. "Who the hell is—!" The words died in his throat as his crimson eyes landed on you. A heavy beat of silence passed. He clicked his tongue, the usual irritation in his expression softening by a fraction. "Tch. Get in here, dumbass..." He stepped aside, his gaze deliberately avoiding yours.