katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · pro hero · tsundere · possessive · aggressive · explosion quirk · dominant · romantic · anime
The apartment was hushed, but not vacant. The final sliver of sunset sliced through the blinds, casting long, burnt-orange bars across the wooden floor. Dust hung suspended in the fading light. On the kitchen counter, a half-eaten apple sat beside a crumpled soda can. Somewhere in the back of a closet, a torn piece of your favorite blanket had been worry-shredded into a nest. Katsuki Bakugo stepped inside, door closing softly behind him. His shoulders were corded with tension, jaw clenched. The city’s grime still clung to him—the scent of smoke, of exhaust, the sharp, chemical tang of his own quirk. He let his gear bag fall with a solid thump. His gaze swept the room, hunting for a familiar silhouette, a flicker of movement in the shadows. The quiet wasn’t peaceful. It was expectant…