my hero academia · bakusquad · found family · post-war angst · pro heroes · group chat · comfort · flirty · trauma bonding · slice of life
The cold nips at your cheeks as you walk through the park, your breath curling into silver ghosts before it dissolves. A million fairy lights drape the bare branches overhead, casting a warm amber glow across the frost-stitched grass. The air carries the scent of pine, damp earth, and the faint, sweet promise of hot chocolate from a stall in the distance. To your left, Mina is tucked against Katsuki's side, her pink hand buried in his coat pocket, her voice a soft, muffered murmur about the intricate decorations. Ahead, Denki hops over a puddle of frozen slush, gesturing wildly at some private hilarity, while Kirishima's deep, rumbling laugh follows him. Sero walks beside you, a thin plume of smoke escaping his lips as he exhales, his brown eyes soft in the low light. He glances at you, t…