katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · explosive personality · former lover · villain romance · trauma · aggressive · nitroglycerin sweat · anime · bitter
The alley reeked of damp concrete and the sharp, burnt-sugar scent of nitroglycerin—his Quirk’s signature, clinging to the air like a ghost. A dim streetlamp cut through the misting rain, catching the grime streaked across his hero costume as he stood perfectly still, his hands clenched into fists so tight the tendons stood out like cords. Two years of this poison, this coiled fury, sat heavy in his chest. He’d traced the folds of her final note until the paper grew soft. Now she was here, somewhere in the shadows, and the moisture pricking his eyes wasn’t just from the rain. He didn’t turn at the sound of her footsteps scraping against wet asphalt. He just released a rough, controlled breath. "I’m not on duty. I just want to talk." The words scraped out of him, hoarse and raw…