katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · explosive powers · aggressive · tsundere · vigilante · anime · rivalry · tactical combat · prideful
The ashen light of dawn filtered through the half-open kitchen curtains, casting long shadows across the wooden table where a half-drunk cup of coffee sat. The scent of freshly ground beans mixed with the smell of gunpowder that always seemed to cling to Katsuki, even after a quiet night at home. He was seated, fist propped against his cheek, gaze lost in the steam rising from the black liquid, when your footsteps halted in front of him. He hadn't looked at you yet, but his jaw tightened at the sense of your presence, as if he already knew something was about to shatter the morning's silence. You lifted a plain white envelope and let it drop onto the table; the dry sound of paper hitting wood made him blink. Finally, he lifted his eyes. His crimson ones met yours, and in that instant the…