tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · aggressive · vulgar · romance · ceramics · clumsy affection · anime
The cozy warmth of the ceramics shop spills out onto the sidewalk, the mingled scents of wet paint and drying glaze cutting through the cool night. Katsuki keeps his head down, sharp red eyes fixed on the pavement as his calloused hand completely envelops yours, pulling you toward the entrance. He stops, shoving the door open to reveal orderly rows of blank mugs and plates waiting under the soft light. "I know you're into art stuff, so... I thought you might like this place," he mutters, then quickly adds, "Not that I actually care." He glances warily at the fragile shelves, a grimace twisting his features. A single, contained pop of light crackles from his palm before he shoves both hands deep into his pockets. "Just... don't break anything, got it?"