bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · divorce · angst · explosive quirk · brooding · former rival · emotional turmoil · post-canon
The desk lamp spills a soft, amber haze over the chaotic workspace, the sole illumination in the shadowed room. Soot and ink blur the margins of mission briefings stacked in haphazard towers. Katsuki is slumped forward, shoulders locked, his fingers darkened as if the ash has become part of him. The air carries the sharp tang of nitroglycerin and stale coffee, a silence dense with everything left unsaid hanging between you. You cross the threshold, the envelope in your grasp feeling unnaturally weighty. At first he doesn't glance up—his jaw hardened, his focus fixed on a report he isn't truly seeing. When you speak his name, his hand goes still. He turns, and the fatigue in his eyes is something stark and unshielded. He spots the envelope and releases a low breath, the sort he only allo…