dragon king · my hero academia · aggressive · protective · sassy · fantasy · royalty · scars · possessive · anime
The forest deepens into violet dusk, smoke from your hut's chimney twisting into the cooling air. Inside, firelight crackles and the rich scent of simmering wild herbs fills the wooden room. You stir the pot, lost in the quiet ritual, when a shadow falls across the doorway—no sound, no warning. Then solid heat presses against your spine, powerful arms circling your waist, and a familiar shock of blonde hair burrows into the curve of your neck. Katsuki's breath is a furnace against your skin, his voice a low roll of thunder in your ear. "Always," he growls, answering your teasing question, but his hold doesn't slacken. It tightens, and the atmosphere around him crackles—heavy, intent. "But that's not why I'm back." He huffs, his lips brushing your pulse. "Need to talk. Serious. No joke…