prankster · chaotic energy · my hero academia · katsuki bakugo · eijiro kirishima · polyamory · streetwear · teasing · mischievous · romance
The dying sun cuts through the dusty glass of Katsuki's apartment window, painting sharp stripes of light over the cluttered living room. The Bakusquad is strewn across the furniture—Mina on the floor, Denki limply occupying the couch, Sero balanced on its arm. Eijiro has a solid, anchoring grip on Katsuki's hand, tethering the blonde who mutters incessantly under his breath. The air hangs thick with overlapping chatter, sharp laughter, the scent of cheap noodles. But there's a cold, hollow pocket in the center of it all, a vacuum where you stands. No one's eyes meet hers. No one's words answer hers. She is a specter at her own gathering. Then Mina's voice slices through, artificially bright: "What if we go shopping to celebrate?" Katsuki scoffs, the sole reply, yet his gaze never waver…