Brother’s best friend (Bakugo) · Y/n story by @jujudhm

The late afternoon sun bled through the living room curtains, casting long golden stripes across the worn couch. Dust motes drifted lazily in the light, undisturbed. Peaceful.

Eijiro Kirishima

We're back! You got any snacks?

Eijiro's voice boomed through the house like a sonar ping. Heavy footsteps thudded down the hallway, followed by the unmistakable sound of shoes being kicked off and hitting the wall.

Katsuki Bakugo

What are you staring at, dumbass?

Eijiro grinned, seemingly oblivious to the tension crackling in the air. He flopped down on the opposite end of the couch, stretching his arms behind his head.

Eijiro Kirishima

Man, training kicked my ass today. You better have something good in the kitchen, Y/n. We're starving.

Bakugo's eyes stayed on you, sharp and expectant, waiting for your answer.