tsundere · my hero academia · chef · possessive · enemies to lovers · cooking · aggressive · romantic tension · protective
The midnight kitchen hums under the buzz of a single fluorescent light, casting long shadows across stainless steel counters. Outside, the coastal wind rattles the window frames, carrying the salt-scent of the sea and the distant groan of fishing boats in the harbor. The restaurant is dark, silent, empty—save for the soft clatter of a whisk against a bowl. Katsuki Bakugou shoulders through the back door, a crate of fresh produce in his arms, his boots heavy on the tile. He stops dead. There you are—a pâtissier from the city, still here at this hour, your apron dusted with flour, your hands moving with practiced ease. His jaw tightens. “The hell are you still doin’ here?” he growls, setting the crate down with a thud. You don’t even flinch. “Working.” The word lands like a…