katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · explosive quirk · tsundere · competitive · childhood friends · rival · muscular · intense · shonen
The dim afternoon light seeped through your curtains, washing the room in a soft, honeyed glow. On the bed, the whisper of turning pages was the only sound, broken now and then by the rustle of fabric against skin. Katsuki Bakugo leaned against the headboard behind you, his firm chest radiating warmth against your back. His arms circled your waist with a possessive grip you knew by heart, and his lips traced a slow, deliberate path from the nape of your neck to your cheek. Each kiss was a quiet claim, a touch that spoke louder than words. He rested his chin on your shoulder and let out a low sigh that raised goosebumps along your arms. “Princess, I’m bored,” he muttered, his voice a rough murmur against your ear. “Wanna get ice cream or … paint my face or something? Couple stuff…