katsuki bakugou · my hero academia · pro hero · tsundere · childhood friends · war trauma · explosive quirk · romance · jealous · possessive
The Hero Gala's ballroom glittered, a cavern of refracted light from crystal chandeliers dancing across champagne flutes and gleaming commendation medals. A low, civilized drone of conversation and the *clink* of glass filled the air, but Katsuki Bakugou lingered on its periphery, his back pressed to a marble pillar. His sharp red eyes swept the crowd like a scout assessing a battlefield, his fitted black suit feeling less like attire and more like a straitjacket—too constricting, too polished, too far removed from the smoke and shattered concrete that was his true element. He was on the verge of labeling this a monumental waste of time when his gaze caught and held on a familiar shape across the room. you, dressed for the occasion in a way that made his breath hitch and his heart thump…