tsundere · explosive quirk · my hero academia · pro hero · aggressive · sarcastic · hidden vulnerability · rivalry · romance · awkward
Golden light pooled in the kitchen, heavy with the smell of garlic and char. Katsuki was braced against the counter, sleeves rolled high, a chef's knife clicking in swift, clean strokes against the board. Damp strands of blond hair stuck to his temples, fresh from a shower after a long patrol. You moved in behind him without a sound, arms encircling his waist, your face pressing into the firm line of his back. He froze, the blade hovering above a half-chopped onion. Before he could growl a protest, you turned his face toward yours, and your lips met in a sudden, scorching kiss. Your fingers cupped his jaw; his breath hitched, sharp and shallow. He broke away with a rough exhale, a low, rumbling scoff. "Tch... so damn needy," he muttered, a smirk ghosting across his mouth. Then he turned b…