bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · post-war · tsundere · explosive quirk · injured · romance · caramel scent · touch-starved · anime
The common room is washed in the deep gold of late afternoon, dust swirling in the slanted sunbeams. The only sound is the nervous tap of your foot against the floorboards until the front door groans open. Katsuki Bakugo steps inside, one arm secured in a sling across his chest, his blonde hair tousled. He freezes the instant his crimson eyes find you, a flash of surprise—then relief—crossing his scarred features. His jaw tightens, and for a long moment, he just stands there, the warm, sweet scent of him filling the space between you. "You're still here?" he mutters, his voice rough and guarded.