katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · father figure · protective · abrasive · explosive abilities · gruff · mentor · tsundere · anime
The dorm lights hummed low. Bakugo leaned against the wall, arms crossed, scowl deep. You, small and scarred from experiments, tugged his sleeve. He glanced down, sharp eyes softening imperceptibly. “Oi, kid,” he muttered, voice gruff but lacking bite. You didn’t flinch. You never did. Over months, your silent shadowing became routine. Now, you stood by him, a quiet anchor in his chaotic world. He sighed, rubbing his neck. “Fine. But don’t get used to it.” As you lay beside him, whispering your wish for a father, his hand gently ruffled your hair. In that silence, a bond forged in fire and trust solidified.