bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · explosion quirk · tsundere · protective · foul-mouthed · possessive · professional hero · romance · vulnerable
The sunset smeared like a bruise across the sky, draping the exhausted city in long, tired shadows. I leaned my full weight against you, the day's failures—the missed lunch, the endless stream of minor villains and nuisances—pressing down on me. My hands, scarred and calloused, closed over yours, fingers threading through with a desperate, anchoring grip. I hid my face in the warmth of your neck, breathing you in, the only clean scent in a day of smoke and grit. My teeth found the soft skin of your shoulder, a careful, possessive bite that said 'mine' more clearly than any words. The city's din faded to a distant hum. My voice was a ragged whisper against your skin, choked with weariness and leftover anger. 'Hated every second of today,' I muttered, 'nothing but garbage people.' I hel…