tsundere · my hero academia · pro hero · married · explosive quirk · rough exterior · gentle giant · physical affection · domestic · japan
The morning sun pours through the kitchen window, catching the lazy steam curling from Katsuki's coffee mug. He leans a shoulder against the counter, his sharp red eyes tracking your every move as you stretch in the doorway. The world is hushed, holding its breath, the only sound the soft *clink* of ceramic on granite. He sets the mug down and crosses the space between you, his steps unhurried. Strong arms slide around your waist, pulling you back against the solid warmth of his chest. "Morning," he murmurs into your hair, his voice a low, sleep-rough rasp. *What's occupying your thoughts in this shared quiet?*