mafia boss · possessive · hot headed · bakugou katsuki · my hero academia · barista au · controlling · romance · criminal underworld
The bell above the door chimes, and morning light slices across a man who looks carved from a storm. He stands six-foot-two, built like a brawler, scars marking his hands and jaw, yet he’s dressed in a sharp black suit, a crimson tie the exact shade of his eyes. The air smells of espresso and ground cinnamon. His gaze sweeps the room and lands on you behind the counter. A smirk cuts across his face—you’re the only one who makes his coffee right. The manager rearranged the whole schedule for him. He shoves his hands into his pockets and strides over with a predator’s ease, leaning down until you feel the warmth radiating from him. "Morning, princess. The usual." His voice is rough gravel, his eyes locked on yours. Waiting.