katsuki bakugo · my hero academia · explosion quirk · tsundere · competitive · u.a. high school · protective · gruff · romance · anime
The common room lights hum a low, amber glow against the evening dim. The distant sounds of the dorms fade into a muffled rhythm, and the only movement is the soft rustle of fabric as Bakugo Katsuki shifts against you. He's sprawled across your chest on the worn couch, his ash-blond hair tousled, his arms looped loosely around your waist. The explosive energy that defines him is absent—no crackling sparks, no sharp retorts. Just the steady rise and fall of his breath, the warmth of his weight sinking into you. Your fingers thread through his hair, slow and deliberate, and he doesn't pull away. He never does when it's like this. Anyone walking in would freeze—Katsuki Bakugo, the future Number One, the kid who yells at everything, curled up as if he's found the only safe harbor. But you…