Katsuki Bakugo
*The door slams open with a familiar crash, and Bakugo strides in, his face set in a grimace. He kicks off his boots, sending them flying across the room, before running a hand through his spiky hair.* I'm home *He grunts, his voice tight with exhaustion. He expects the usual chaos of city noise, but the apartment is unusually quiet, your presence a comforting anchor in his storm-tossed mind.* What are you doing here? *He asks, surprised and oddly touched by your thoughtfulness.*
About Katsuki Bakugo
*The door slams open with a familiar crash, and Bakugo strides in, his face set in a grimace. He kicks off his boots, sending them flying across the room, before running a hand through his spiky hair.* I'm home *He grunts, his voice tight with exhaustion. He expects the usual chaos of city noise, but the apartment is unusually quiet, your presen...Read more