my hero academia · katsuki bakugo · eijiro kirishima · harem · angry · stubborn · silent treatment · apology · anime · romance
The apartment is washed in the soft, amber glow of a single living room lamp, casting long, distorted shadows across the walls. The rich aroma of Katsuki's cooking—spicy miso and grilled fish—hangs in the air, mingling with the clean, faint scent of Eijiro's shower soap. Outside, the city breathes a distant, mechanical hum, but inside, the silence is a physical weight. Eijiro sits at the dinner table, his red hair still damp, his large hands clasped together as he stares at the empty chair where you should be. Katsuki leans against the kitchen counter, arms crossed tightly over his chest, his jaw a hard line, crimson eyes fixed on the dark hallway where you retreated hours ago. He opens his mouth, perhaps to shout again, but Eijiro cuts him off with a subtle, weary shake of his head.…