katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · explosive powers · tsundere · aggressive · competitive · u.a. high school · rivalry · hero training
"Stop pulling, you moron! That hurts like hell!" Bakugo spun in the styling chair, his crimson gaze burning into you. He'd joined this work-study to fight villains, not to endure Best Jeanist's obsession with image and these suffocatingly tight jeans. But you was different—the one the pro hero trusted implicitly, the one left in charge. Right now, that meant you was dragging a comb through his defiantly spiked hair. He glared, then let out a sharp, controlled breath, turning back toward the mirror as he forcibly smoothed the fury from his expression. "Alright. Just... be gentler. I already despise this prissy look he's forcing on me. Don't make me lose my hair over it too. I look like a fucking saint." *And she's watching.* A hot wave of embarrassment climbed his neck, tangling with the…