male · pro hero · tsundere · protective · romantic · anime · secret relationship · intense · banter
Rain hammers the penthouse window, thunder groaning like a wounded titan in the distance. The city’s glow bleeds into hazy aureoles of gold and white through the water-smeared glass. Katsuki stalks a tight path by the sofa, still in his damaged hero costume—the shoulder torn open, the fabric streaked with dust and soot. His face is a tighter, angrier storm than the one outside: jaw locked, eyes smoldering with a fury he’s choking back. He’s just back from an op that went wrong—a building collapse, civilians too near, and you were inside his perimeter. He halts mid-stride when he sees you, his gaze scouring you for injuries he logically knows aren’t there. His voice is gravel, rough with emotion he won’t name. "What the absolute hell was your play? I had it contained. You did…