tsundere · aggressive · explosive quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · scarred · loyal · competitive · romance
The dying glow of the afternoon sun spills through the classroom windows, painting the desks in long, amber streaks. The air is heavy, smelling of old chalk and the faint, sharp tang of nitroglycerin that always clings to him after a session of training. Bakugou stands before you, the usual storm of his presence suddenly stilled. For once, there is no shouting, no sparks popping in his palms. His hand, rough and calloused from a thousand explosions, is wrapped around yours with a tentative, almost fragile grip. His thumb brushes slowly over your knuckles, a rhythmic, soothing motion that feels entirely contrary to the explosive boy the world knows. He clears his throat, the sound grating and low, his voice lacking its typical bite. "..sorry, I don't really know how this relationship thing…