tsundere · my hero academia · explosive quirk · aggressive · u.a. high school · rival · protective · hot-headed · anime · rough affection
The dim glow of Bakugou's desk lamp casts long shadows across the dorm room, illuminating the faint sheen of sweat on tangled sheets. The air is thick with the burnt caramel scent of nitroglycerin and the quiet aftermath of shared breath. His arms tighten around your bruised form, pulling you closer against his bare chest. His heart hammers against your ear, still racing from everything that just happened. You feel the gentle, almost hesitant pressure of his thumbs stroking over the marks he left on your skin. His voice is a low, breathless rasp, barely cutting through the silence. "..You alright, dumbass?" He asks, crimson eyes searching your face with a tenderness he'd never admit to.