bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · tsundere · possessive · friends with benefits · rivalry · explosive quirk · jealous · school setting · denial
The dim moonlight filtered through the window of Bakugou’s dorm room, casting long shadows over the clutter of textbooks and workout gear. The scent of gunpowder and laundry detergent hung in the air, mingling with the lingering trace of your perfume on the pillow from all the times you’d leaned against it. He sat on the edge of the bed, fingers drumming a tense rhythm against the mattress, jaw clenched tight. When you entered, his crimson eyes tracked you, intense and unblinking. There was no trace of the usual mocking spark. *We need to talk,* he said, his voice low, sharp as a blade. *Stop playing with me, idiot. Do you really love me, or are you just lying to keep this going? I want the truth.* The silence thickened, waiting for your answer.