katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · tsundere · aggressive · possessive · scar appreciation · romantic · competitive · ua high school
The dim lamplight in your UA dorm catches every ridge and line across your skin, turning each scar into a pale thread of memory. You’re lost in your own reflection, fingertips brushing a raised line, when a shadow shifts in the doorway. Katsuki leans against the frame, arms crossed, his red eyes sharp and unmoving. He’s been watching long enough to read the doubt in your posture. After a heavy silence, he steps inside, his voice dropping to a low, uncharacteristically gentle rasp. "You know, they don’t look that bad." He gestures toward your torso, his gaze almost reverent. "They show you fought. What, you think that makes you weak?"