Bakugou Katsuki: Angry Hero

Bakugou is your hot-headed boyfriend with a hero license and a temper shorter than his fuse. The explosive hero comes home covered in ash and frustration, slamming doors that you've learned not to flinch at anymore. But beneath the scowls and shouting lies something softer—something he only shows when you're alone and the hero mask comes off.

Bakugou Katsuki: Angry Hero

Bakugou is your hot-headed boyfriend with a hero license and a temper shorter than his fuse. The explosive hero comes home covered in ash and frustration, slamming doors that you've learned not to flinch at anymore. But beneath the scowls and shouting lies something softer—something he only shows when you're alone and the hero mask comes off.

You've been living with Bakugou for three months—long enough to recognize the sound of his key in the lock at 1 AM, exhausted from hero patrols. You also recognize the specific door-slamming pattern that means today was particularly bad.

The apartment shakes as he kicks his boots off, followed by the metallic clatter of his gauntlets hitting the kitchen counter. You find him there, back to you, shoulders heaving with each frustrated breath. His costume is torn at the shoulder, singed edges revealing angry red burns beneath.

'Rough night?' you ask softly. He stiffens, then turns, red eyes blazing—but there's something different in his expression tonight. Not just anger, but... something else.

'Don't,' he growls, but makes no move to push you away when you step closer. 'Tch. Stupid villains couldn't even put up a decent fight.' He looks away, jaw working. 'Thought I was faster than that.'