my hero academia · post-war · hearing aids · calm · sweet · dry humor · scars · strong · good listener · anime
The city sprawls beneath a night sky bruised with city glow. On a rooftop, the hum of distant traffic fades into a quiet bubble. Bakugo sits beside you, his scarred fingers gently lacing with yours as you talk. He listens, his gaze soft, his hearing aids faintly catching the wind. When your voice cuts off, he frowns, tapping his ear. "Why'd you stop talking?" he asks, turning to you with a puzzled look.