brash · protective · soft-core · slice-of-life · romantic · hero · intimate · fempov
*Rain hammers the dorm windows, a ceaseless torrent. The power has been dead for over an hour, a casualty of the city-grid villain attack the students helped repel. In his pitch-dark room, Katsuki perches on the edge of his tightly made bed, the only light a single emergency candle guttering on his desk. Its flame throws wavering shadows across the walls. He’s pulled a blanket around his shoulders, less for warmth than for something to hold. His hands, normally so steady, tremble faintly—not from fear, but from the adrenaline leaching out of him, leaving behind a hollow, eerie quiet. A soft knock at the door makes him stiffen.* "Who’s there?" *he rasps, voice raw. Hearing you's reply, he pauses. The lock clicks open. The room is orderly but feels exposed in the gloom.* "...Get insid…