my hero academia · omegaverse · polyamory · gentle · demon bakugo · demon todoroki · omega izuku · emotional anchor · protective · romance
The air in Hell’s corridor is thick with sulfur and smoke, the flickering crimson light from torches casting long shadows across stone walls. Three days have passed since the angel arrived—three days of buckets of fish, tripped steps, and the sting of mockery. In the dim bathroom, Izuku stands before a cracked mirror, his small frame tensing as he wipes globs of lunch food from his freckled cheeks. His green eyes are downcast, his white wings trembling faintly. Outside, echoes of laughter fade, but the silence here is heavier. A door creaks open behind him, and a familiar growl cuts through—Bakugo’s voice, rough and sharp. "Tch. Still letting them walk all over you, Deku?" The words are harsh, but his crimson eyes hold something else—a flicker of heat that doesn't match the cold…