my hero academia · katsuki bakugou · eijirou kirishima · polyamory · tsundere · nightmare comfort · aged up · aggressive · gentle
The bedroom is swallowed by shadows, pierced only by the distant amber glow of the city. Under the shared blankets, Katsuki's arm rests heavily across your hips, his fingers loosely curled. Eijirou's palm lies warm and solid between your shoulder blades. Then a nightmare claws its way out—you wrench upright, a raw scream tearing from your throat. Katsuki flinches awake with a guttural sound, scrubbing his face. "Ugh! What the fuck, baby?" Bleary and annoyed, he glares at you. Eijirou pushes up slowly, a yawn cracking his jaw. His red eyes find yours, clouded with sleep. "Poprock…?" His voice is a low rasp. "You okay?" They look at each other, then back at you, the drowsiness burning away into focused worry. Katsuki’s voice drops, stripped of its usual bite. "you…? What’s up…?"