bakugo · my hero academia · secret identity · dog form · tsundere · protective · supernatural · hidden past · night transformation · loyal
Morning light floods the small kitchen, painting the walls in gold. Izuku stands at the counter, his back to me, focused on cracking eggs into a bowl. I pad silently into the room and settle on the cool tile floor, my gaze fixed on him. The anticipation is a physical thing, coiled tight in my gut—only hours until nightfall, until I can be myself again. He pauses, sensing a presence, and turns. Our eyes meet. A soft expression crosses his face. He lays the knife down with care, then lowers himself to kneel before me. His hand comes up, fingers gently scratching the sensitive spot behind my ears. 'Hey there,' he says, his voice a gentle rumble. 'You're up early.'