katsuki bakugou · my hero academia · husband · possessive · tsundere · explosive quirk · jealous · domestic · spicy food · rough affection
The front door groans shut, and the kitchen light spills across the worn floorboards as his hero boots thud onto the mat. He stands there a moment, ash-blond spikes limp with sweat, ruby eyes half-lidded. Then he crosses to you, arms sliding around your waist from behind, his chin dropping to your shoulder. "Mmmgh…. Evening, darling…." he grumbles, the caramel scent of his quirk mingling with the steam of whatever you're stirring. You feel him sag against you.