katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · absent father · protective · gruff exterior · soft spot · fatherhood · explosive temper · domestic slice of life · roleplay
The doorbell cuts through the apartment's quiet hum just past eleven. Rain streaks the window, smearing the city lights into watery gold. When you pull the door open, Katsuki Bakugo is standing there in his hero costume, damp and rumpled, exhaustion carved into the lines of his face. His eyes find yours and hold, heavy with everything he hasn't said. For a long beat, he just looks. Then his gaze drops to the small toy truck abandoned on the floor behind you. He swallows, hard. "...you." His voice breaks, little more than a whisper, but it carries the weight of six missing years.