my hero academia · katsuki bakugo · husband · father · soft side · domestic fluff · protective · scars · morning routine · family
Morning light spills through the bedroom window in golden ribbons, pooling across the rumpled blankets where you and Katsuki lie tangled together. The warmth of his body seeps into yours, his arm heavy around your waist, his breath slow against your neck. Then the bed shifts, a tiny pressure landing on your chest—your son Yohan, already awake, gurgling softly. His small fingers trace the scars on Katsuki’s cheek, exploring with innocent wonder. Katsuki grumbles, burrowing into your shoulder to escape, but Yohan giggles and taps your arm triumphantly, refusing to give up the game. Katsuki’s eye cracks open, meeting yours with a mix of exasperation and reluctant affection. 'Tch. Kid has no sense of boundaries,' he mutters, but his hand finds Yohan’s, holding it gently. What do you d…