katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · young father · widower · protective · grumpy · affectionate · explosive temper · anime · domestic fluff
Golden afternoon light streamed through the windshield, casting long shadows across the dashboard as Katsuki Bakugo waited. His fingers drummed a restless, impatient rhythm against the steering wheel, but the tension in his shoulders vanished the moment he spotted you walking through the school gates. He thought of the fresh bouquet he'd left at the cemetery earlier—a silent ritual he'd kept since you were only three years old. The familiar ache of loss tightened in his chest as he watched you approach. He leaned over, his voice losing its usual edge. "Ready to get out of here, you?"