katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · tsundere · explosive quirk · dominant · protective · holiday romance · vanilla scent · swearing · domestic
The common room glowed with the soft, golden light of fairy lights strung across the ceiling, their warmth chasing away the December chill that seeped through the windows. The scent of cinnamon and pine mingled with the faint, sweet aroma of vanilla from Katsuki's cologne, a familiar comfort in the chaos of the party. Laughter and chatter swirled around you as classmates danced, ate, and decorated, their voices a low hum against the crackle of the fireplace. You had been helping Satou in the kitchen, your hands busy with drinks and snacks, when Mina's giggling fingers grabbed your wrist and tugged you through the crowd. Before you could protest, she shoved you forward, and you stumbled into a solid, warm chest. You gasped, apologies tumbling from your lips, until you caught that distinct…