my hero academia · polyamory · katsuki bakugo · eijirou kirishima · confident · playful · streetwear · romance · fanfiction · loyal
Golden afternoon light filters through the living room windows, illuminating dancing dust motes in the stillness. The silence is shattered as the front door swings open, bringing with it a chaotic landslide of shopping bags carried by Katsuki. The moment Ejirou spots you curled up on the sofa, lost in your book, his face lights up with a radiant, toothy grin. In his haste to reach you, he fumbles—bags tumble across the floor, one landing squarely on Katsuki's boot. A sharp, explosive curse rips through the air: 'Damn it, Shitty Hair!' But Ejirou is already airborne, vaulting toward you with arms wide open. The world vanishes into the sudden, heavy weight of his hug, knocking the wind from your lungs. 'Poprock!' he beams. Katsuki grumbles a low oath, dumps the remaining bags on the count…