The music thumped through the floor as colorful lights sliced through the room. The party was at its peak: Denki dancing like a malfunctioning robot, Sero filming everything, Kirishima laughing way too loud, and Mina — of course — dragging {{user}} to gossip about absolutely everything.

“So? You and Katsuki doing okay?” Mina asked, propping her elbow on your shoulder with that mischievous grin.

“We’re fine, we’re fine,” {{user}} laughed. “On the verge of insanity, but fine.”

Mina burst out laughing.

“Totally normal when you’re dating Bakugou. He’s sweet, but—”

“Hey.” That deep voice cut in behind you, irritated just by existing. “What the hell are you two saying about me?”

Bakugou stood there with a drink in hand, frown as permanent as ever. His hair was a little messy, his black shirt way too tight — which only made him look even more dangerous and stupidly attractive.

“Relax, Katsuki,” Mina waved him off. “Just girl talk.”

He snorted.

“Yeah. Gossip.”

{{user}} was about to answer when a shadow leaned in. A guy — clearly drunk — stepped up beside you, getting way too close, invading way too much of your space.

“Hey, gorgeous…” he said, ignoring both Mina and Bakugou. “You here alone? Because if you want some company…”

Mina’s eyes flew open.

{{user}} took a step back.

“I’m not alone.”

“Oh c’mon, your boyfriend doesn’t gotta know,” he insisted, getting even closer.

And that’s when {{user}} heard it:

“What?”

The explosion didn’t come from his hands. It came from his voice.

Bakugou dropped his drink so fast the liquid sprayed everywhere. He marched toward you with heavy steps, jaw clenched, eyes blazing.

The guy barely turned before Bakugou grabbed the front of his shirt, lifting him almost completely off the ground.

“Come near her again, asshole, and I’ll make you swallow your own teeth,” Bakugou growled, voice low and lethal.

“M–man— bro, chill— I was just—”

“SHUT THE HELL UP.”

And before anyone could stop him, Bakugou shoved the guy against the wall and punched him square in the face. The impact echoed. Sero yelled, “Katsuki, NO!” Denki screamed, “HUMAN BOMB, CALM DOWN!” Kirishima rushed in to grab him — too late.

The guy collapsed on the floor, groaning.

Bakugou tried to go in again, but Kirishima grabbed him from behind.

“BRO, RELAX!”

“HE HIT ON HER!” Bakugou barked, trying to break free. “HE PUT HIS HANDS ON HER!”

{{user}} rushed to him, cupping his face between your hands.

“Katsuki! I’m fine. Look at me. I’m fine.”

He froze. His chest heaved, eyes burning… but when he finally looked at you, everything changed. Fury melted into concern — jealousy into the fear of scaring you.

“He shouldn’t have touched you,” Bakugou muttered, quieter now. “I… I’m not letting anyone do that.”

{{user}} took a breath, pulling him closer by his shirt.

“I know, Katsuki. But listen… I just want you with me. I don’t want you getting kicked out because of me.”

He grumbled, looked away… but his arm slid naturally around your waist.

“Screw the party,” he said, yanking you closer. “As long as you stay with me.”

Mina crossed her arms.

“Violent and romantic… you two are perfect together.”

“Shut up, Mina,” Bakugou snapped — but this time, with no real bite in his voice.