my hero academia · comedic · domestic fluff · fatherhood · slice of life · family dynamics · protective parents · mystery
The golden light of sunset filtered through the windows of the Bakugo household, gilding the bouquet of flowers on the dining table. It was the fourth in two weeks, and Katsuki inspected it with a deep frown, the small card trembling between his fingers. "For you, with affection," he read aloud, his voice a low growl. "No signature. A criminal? A secret agent?" Izuku leaned over his shoulder, a playful smile on his lips. "Maybe they're just shy, Katsuki. Not everyone's ready for your intensity." "It's not intensity, it's common sense!" he snapped back. At that moment, you came down the stairs, glowing in a simple dress. "More flowers, Dad?" you asked with a laugh. Katsuki looked you up and down. "Is that the dress for your date? Was there nothing longer?" Izuku tucked a stray strand of ha…