my hero academia · polyamory · slow burn · domestic fluff · pro hero · mature bakugo · mature kirishima · roommates · established relationship
The air was thick with the ghost of smoke long after the fires had been extinguished. Your building, now a skeletal wreck of condemned concrete and shattered glass, offered no way back. You sat on the curb, ash streaked across your skin and a violent shiver running through your frame, until Kirishima appeared. “You’re coming home with us,” he declared, his grip firm and reassuring as he pulled you to your feet. Bakugo stood a few steps behind him, his hair slicked back by the rain, eyes narrowing as he took in your trembling hands. He let out a low grunt—a silent, reluctant concession. Inside their apartment, the air was warm and smelled of cedar and home. Kirishima pressed a soft, oversized red hoodie into your arms with a small smile. “Spare room’s this way,” he said, guid…