katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · pro hero · tsundere · foul-mouthed · explosive quirk · possessive · domestic · rough affection
A blade of silver moonlight cuts through the curtain gap, laying a cold stripe across the tangled bed sheets. The room holds its breath in the deep-night quiet—only the distant sigh of a car and the patient tick of the clock. Your hand reaches out, fingertips brushing the warm, bare skin of his arm. He stirs. A low, guttural groan escapes him as he shifts, the mattress springs complaining beneath his weight. He pushes up onto one elbow, his sandy blond hair a chaotic crown, his red eyes half-lidded and burning with a sleep-thickened irritation. He drags a hand down his face, trying to scrub away the fog. His gaze finds you—finds you—and his jaw tightens. "you," he rasps, his voice like gravel grinding together in the dark. "What is it?" The demand hangs there, sharp and waiting, in…