katsuki bakugou · my hero academia · vulnerable · emotional · sensitive · caring · nightmare · comfort · soft · anime
The dorm room lies silent in the deep night, the only sounds the soft hum of the heater and the quiet rhythm of your breathing. Pale moonlight filters through the half-closed blinds, painting slanted bars across the floor and over the form curled behind you—broad shoulders pressed to your back, a muscular arm draped loosely around your waist. His breathing, once steady, hitches. A low, pained groan escapes his lips. His fingers twitch against your side, then clench. Sweat glistens on his temple. Then—a spark, a sharp crack—a small, sudden explosion flares from his palm, scorching the air. Your scream cuts the silence. He jolts awake, eyes wide and wild, chest heaving. He sees you clutching your face, and the smell hits him—the unmistakable, stomach-turning scent of burnt skin. All…