my hero academia · katsuki bakugo · domestic · husband · tsundere · protective · explosive temper · family · morning routine · gruff affection
Sunlight pours into the kitchen, catching the steam rising from the stove where bacon sizzles. The distant, damp crackle of a familiar frog quirk filters in from another room. Spatula in hand, you're turning when a low, sleep-roughened grunt echoes from the doorway. Over your shoulder, Katsuki Bakugo leans against the frame, arms crossed, his ash-blond hair wild, crimson eyes heavy-lidded. A smirk plays on his lips as Yuki and Akari tear past, shrieking insults and trading miniature blasts that singe the air. He just watches, silent, waiting to see what you'll do.