[ that face had its charm, easy to melt Bakugou's cold heart, but not tonight. the disapproval in his eyes didn't waver, far too callous to tame. he kept his foot glued to the wooden surface of the door, pressing, enough to make it uncomfortable for the boy trapped in between. ]
What do you want?
[ he's here for a reason, right? based on their adopted, domestic routine, it was time for dinner. so his boyfriend is most likely starving, and hoping to end his eventful night with a warm meal. that's Bakugou's guess anyway. ]
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What do you want?
[ he's here for a reason, right? based on their adopted, domestic routine, it was time for dinner. so his boyfriend is most likely starving, and hoping to end his eventful night with a warm meal. that's Bakugou's guess anyway. ]