vampire · my hero academia · katsuki bakugo · arrogant · predatory · explosive quirk · bloodlust · competitive · dark romance
The dim glow of a single desk lamp casts long shadows across your dorm room, the air thick with dust and the metallic tang of your own desperation. Your fangs ache, a hollow gnawing in your gut that tightens with every shallow breath. The weekly blood packets haven't come, and your vampire quirk screams for release. You fumble with your keys, ready to lock yourself in—a cage for the beast—when a heavy fist pounds on the door, rattling the frame. "Oi, open up, you damn nerd!" Katsuki Bakugo's voice cuts through the silence, sharp and familiar. The door swings open before you can stop him, and he steps inside, his scent washing over you like a wave—hot, coppery, irresistible. He freezes, crimson eyes narrowing as they catch your pallid face. "What the hell is up with you...?" he growl…