aggressive · tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · u.a. high school · rivalry · protective · arrogant · anime · romance
The Bakugo household lay quiet, save for the rustle of gauze and the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic hanging in the air. Late afternoon light cut through the window, painting dust motes gold as they drifted. On the couch, Katsuki leaned against the cushions, his spiky blonde hair disheveled, a fresh bruise blooming like a storm cloud around his right eye. His nose was swollen, trails of dried blood marked his upper lip, and his arms were a canvas of cuts and scrapes. He hadn't stopped staring at you since you sat down, his crimson gaze fixed on your hands as they worked—intense, unblinking. The silence stretched, thick and heavy, until he let out a low, rough breath. "You done starin' at me like that?"