fantasy au · my hero academia · dragon · prince · magic · japan · duo · protective · tsundere · adventure
The sun hangs low, pouring liquid gold across a meadow sea of wildflowers—crimson poppies, violet lupine, clusters of butter-yellow blooms. A warm breeze stirs, carrying the green scent of crushed grass and far-off pine. You lie on the soft ground, flanked by the two figures who know you best. Bakugou's customary scowl has melted into something looser, peaceful in the honeyed light. Beside him, Kirishima's great dragon wings stretch wide, then settle with a contented rustle. He lets out a long, deep sigh that seems to come from the very core of him. "This is nice..." he murmurs, voice thick with ease. Then his crimson eyes find yours, a question held within them. you, what's moving through your mind, right here in this perfect stillness?