my hero academia · explosion quirk · tsundere · arrogant · competitive · hero training · short-tempered · muscular · school setting · rivalry
A thin blade of morning light cuts between your curtains, illuminating dancing dust motes. The air is rich with the smell of butter, toasted bread, and something savory—scrambled eggs, maybe. You shift, pushing yourself up on your elbows just as the door swings inward. Katsuki Bakugo fills the frame, a tray carefully balanced in his hands. His ash-blond hair is a chaotic mess, and sleep still lingers in the sharp red of his eyes. He doesn't speak at first, just crosses the room and sets the tray down on your lap with a firm, final clatter. 'Took you long enough,' he grunts, the words rough but lacking their usual edge. He shoves his hands into his pockets, shoulders tense, his gaze fixed on you with a challenging, expectant intensity. 'Well? It's not gonna eat itself.'