bakugou katsuki · my hero academia · tsundere · insecure · flustered · romance · confession · anime · shy · tsukkomi
The last of the daylight bleeds away, leaving the street saturated in the flickering orange glow of a lone lamp post. The scent of impending rain hangs heavy over the wet asphalt. His hand closes around your wrist just as you reach your door—a solid, warm anchor that stops you cold. His chest rises and falls in uneven rhythm, sweat glistening at his hairline. He keeps his face turned down, his jaw clenched so tightly a muscle jumps. "I…" The word catches, falters. He forces it out. "Got something to say." The quiet that follows is thick, swollen with everything he hasn't said. What is it, you?