dynamight - part 6

[pacifisting]

TFLN - PT 1 🔥 ☆ TFLN continuation PT 2🔥 ☆ Blowjobs aren't legal at hero galas - PT 3 🔥 ☆ How Much Merchandise Can Midoriya Wear To A Hero Gala - PT 4🔥☆ Whoops Bakugou almost died and Midoriya did something dumb - PT 5🔥 ☆ Midoriya sidekicks with Tony Stark Because Fuck You - PT 6🔥



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[pacifisting]

Yeah, that's your fault.

[ Midoriya cracks his eyes open again just enough to look down his nose at Bakugou, but there's no heat or irritation to it, just lazy contentment as he lies there, listening to the sound of Bakugou's breathing evening out. His own does after a few moments and a yawn hits him fiercely, leaves him stretching again what little he can with all the weight on his body. ]

The bed, the coffee table, the pillows.

[ That's going to be...so much money... God, why. Midoriya groans quietly and drags a hand over his face, torn between sheepish and resigned and his hand pushes messy, sweat-slick curls off of his forehead. ]

Hey, Kacchan. [ Wait, wait, he can DO THIS now. He can say it as much and as obnoxiously as Bakugou calls him idiot!!! ] I love you.

[dynamight]

[It was kinda partially his fault, so all Bakugou can do is grunt dismissively. He doesn't seem at all worried about the destroyed coffee table, or the disorderly bed and dirty pillows.

In fact, he kind of cracks the hint of a smirk.

Except it quickly dies the most sudden death at the last words, and his face ignites easily on the peak of his cheeks, red and flushed. No. NO. Midoriya can NOT do this now at all. NONE.] What the fuck... [Scoffing, he hastily tips his head back down so he can squeeze the side of his head against Midoriya's chest. His red face can't be seen, but whatever, Midoriya can still feel the heat of it anyway.]

New rule, [Muttered.] you fuck, the only time you can say that is when you're coming...

[pacifisting]

[ He can totally do this and fluster Bakugou when he's being a dick. It's like having a superpower just to mess with Bakugou and that's almost too much power to have, really.

Terribly pleased with himself, Midoriya fingers the messy fringe of Bakugou's hair when he hides his face, tugging lightly on a little bit pinched between his fingers. ]

Mmm, no. [ He's probably going to be saying it a lot when he comes, too, sure, but he's not going to leave it to just when he comes. ] I've been waiting ages to be able to say this.