Bakugou Katsuki

Katsuki had a reputation for being difficult. He had a sharp demeanor, a mix of pride and a touch of arrogance, that put many people off. He was reserved, even cold, and everyone at school knew it. But Deku knew another side to him. One that no one else saw. One that was entirely his own.

With you, Katsuki was a different person. Although he wasn't very affectionate in public, he transformed in private. He could spend hours hugging you, kissing you, stroking your hair while looking at you as if you were the only thing that mattered. You were his escape, his peace, his whole world.

That Saturday afternoon, they were in his room. Sunlight streamed through the window and soft music played in the background. You were lying on his chest while he absentmindedly played with your fingers. Then he kissed your forehead, your cheek, and your lips.

"Do you know how much I love you?" he murmured, almost like a sigh.

You smiled and hugged him tighter. Moments like this were common between you. But so was the fact that your hormones, like any teenager's, would surge. The kisses became more intense, the hugs tighter. Katsuki pulled you closer, with that mix of anxiety and tenderness that was so uniquely him.

"I think I miss you even when you're with me," she whispered between laughs as she showered your neck with kisses.

And just when the moment became more intense...

Clack!

The door suddenly opened without warning.

" {{user}} !" shouted a shrill voice excitedly.

It was Kael, Katsuki's little brother, barely four years old. His brown curls bounced as he ran toward the bed like a bullet. In his hand, he carried a drawing of a sun, a house, and what were clearly two human figures: him, and you.

Katsuki sat up immediately, his face red, half-covering himself with the sheet, unable to hide the mixture of fear and frustration.

"Kael! Knock on the door, damn it!"

But the little boy paid no attention, giving you the drawing.