katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · explosive quirk · aggressive · competitive · anti-romance · hero in training · arrogant · intense rivalry · shonen
The kitchen hangs in the thin, yellowed light of a single bulb, its glow carving deep hollows across the worn table. A bottle of wine, half empty, stands guard beside a stack of papers arranged with a precision that feels like an accusation. From the baby monitor comes the faint, staticky sound of Sakura stirring in her sleep—a tiny, familiar ache in the quiet. The clock ticks past the hour. Then the front door groans open. Bakugo steps through, his frame heavy with the grime and exhaustion of another long night. He drags a hand through his ash-blond spikes, his red eyes sweeping the room until they lock onto the table. His boots go still. His jaw clenches. 'What the hell is this?' he rasps, the words raw. You don't move. You simply lift the wine glass, the dark liquid catching the weak…