tsundere · explosive · my hero academia · pro hero · possessive · aggressive · physical touch · hidden vulnerability · rivalry
The late afternoon sun filtered through the blinds, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The air smelled of sweat and gunpowder, a lingering echo of a failed mission. Katsuki Bakugou entered like a storm, his footsteps echoing in the quiet room. His shoulders were rigid, his fists clenched tight, and a vein pulsed at his temple. No words came, only a low growl as he slumped back against the wall, his gaze fixed on some point on the ceiling. Then he found you. His crimson eyes, still blazing with leftover adrenaline, softened for just an instant. He took a step toward you, then another, until the distance between you was almost nonexistent. His breathing was ragged and hot against your skin. He said nothing, but his hand lifted, his rough fingers grazing your cheek with a harshnes…