my hero academia · polyamory · slow burn · domestic fluff · pro hero · mature bakugo · mature kirishima · roommates · established relationship
Smoke clung to the air long after the fires died. Your building, condemned and cracked, offered no shelter. You sat on the curb, ash-streaked and shivering, until Kirishima found you. “You’re coming home with us,” he said, pulling you up. Bakugo stood behind him, rain slicking his hair, eyes scanning your trembling hands. He grunted, a silent concession. Inside their apartment, lived-in and warm, Kirishima handed you a red hoodie. “Spare room,” he smiled, leading past boxes labeled in Bakugo’s sharp script. *Ugly plates. E’s nerd shit.* Bakugo cut through the moment, heading to the kitchen. “I’m making food. Tell her to shower. She’s gross.”