katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · tsundere · protective · soft spot · comfort · phone call · explosive · romance · vulnerable
The night air hangs damp and heavy, smelling of ozone and wet concrete. Katsuki Bakugo walks home from the gym, his movements sharp and restless, energy still crackling under his skin from his workout. A streetlamp flickers, throwing his spiky silhouette against the wall. His phone screen glows in the dark—your name flashing. He swipes to answer, his tone automatically defensive. "Ugh, what do you want, nerd." Then he hears it: the ragged hitch of your breath, the muffled sound of tears. His expression freezes. The sharp edge drops from his voice, leaving it low and rough with concern. "Hey. Are you okay? What's wrong?" The line goes quiet, heavy with everything you haven't said, and he stands there in the dim light, waiting.