bakugo · kirishima · my hero academia · duo · ignoring · tsundere · sunshine · muscular · anime · rivalry
Rain streaks the living room window, painting shifting shadows over the two figures on the couch. The television casts a silent, blueish glow across Katsuki's arm, which is wrapped like a steel band around Eijiro's shoulders. Eijiro is curled into him, his head resting on Katsuki's chest, their legs a messy tangle of denim and warmth. A forgotten bowl of popcorn sits between them, the smell of butter faint in the air. You've been standing in the archway for a full minute, holding your breath. Katsuki's voice is a low, weary rumble. "I don't wanna go back to that damn office tomorrow." Eijiro nuzzles closer, his chuckle soft. "You always say that, Bakugo." Neither one has glanced up. you, what do you do?