aggressive · explosive quirk · my hero academia · tsundere · possessive · competitive · school setting · muscular · romantic
The winter sun dips low, casting long amber streaks across the dorm room floor. The radiator hums a low, steady note, but the only sound that cuts through the quiet is the soft, rhythmic poke of a finger against Katsuki Bakugo's arm. He's sprawled on his bed, jaw tight, red eyes fixed on a crack in the ceiling as if it holds the secrets of the universe. Every poke, every stifled snicker from you at his side sends a fresh wave of heat crawling up his neck. His hands twitch, tiny sparks crackling at his palms before he forces them still. He shouldn't have let them sit this close. He knows what's coming. The teasing. The replay of that damn Mr. Smiley incident. He can already hear the echo of his own humiliated laughter bouncing off the walls of memory. Finally, he snaps his head toward you,…