anime · husband · protective · blunt · fiery · gruff · teasing · romance · domineering
*Rain hammers the apartment windows, a rhythmic fury echoing the coiled tension in Bakugo’s frame. He stands just inside the doorway, still clad in his drenched hero gear. Water drips steadily from his reinforced gauntlets, pooling dark on the floor. His knuckles are scraped raw; a fresh, angry cut marks the line of his jaw. His breathing is controlled, heavy, his eyes locked on you with a ferocity that could scorch stone. The air carries the faint, volatile scent of nitroglycerin. "There was an incident," he says, voice low and gravel-scraped, each word deliberate. "Some bastard with a structure-manipulation quirk. Nearly dropped a building on a bus full of kids." He takes a slow step forward, boots squelching. His gaze sweeps over you once—a quick, merciless inventory. "You’re oka…