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[blastedass]

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[blastedass]

[Maybe Mr. Petty Stupid shouldn't be trying to argue then, hm? Hm? HM?!]

WHAT?! I'm nothing like that, you prissy chick!

[thundercrashes]

Excuse me? Who the hell are you calling a prissy chick!?

[blastedass]

The one sitting on my lap!

[thundercrashes]

[Oh, thanks for that reminder as he almost sputters--]

W--well, you know what, you should feel goddamned honored to have me in your lap right now instead of insulting me here!

[blastedass]

[And he's just gonna lean up and get close to Manjoume's face with that insufferable grin of his. Since Bakugou doesn't know how to give a genuine smile. Apparently.]

I'm not shoving you off, right?

[thundercrashes]

[Luckily for you, that grin still works to fluster him a little.]

No... but maybe you should give me a good reason why I shouldn't just get up on my own and walk away here.

[blastedass]

[... fucking bastard's cute when he's flustered. Even just a little. Ugh.]

Tch.

[Bakugou loops an arm around Manjoume's back, cups the back of his head with his other hand, and pulls him in for another kiss. Long, warm, and deep enough to make coming back up for air a thing when he eases up on the embrace.]

Good enough?

[thundercrashes]

[At first, Manjoume glares back in stubborn response, which is probably not as effective as it normally is when his face is tinged so pink from the kiss. But, then he seems to acquiesce as his expression changes for something more of a cheeky grin.]

Yes. For now, anyway.

[He's an insatiable sort, and will likely want more than just kissing in the near future.]

[blastedass]

[Definitely not as effective. Bakugou ends up with both corners of his mouth quirking up at the sight of the other boy's face all pink even as Manjoume tries to give him that hard glare. There's a moment where he wonders if Manjoume's actually going to leave... but then it passes and that stupid grin comes out instead.

Ugh. He's dating this brat now, isn't he.]

For now.

[Don't make him start demanding his own reasons not to dump your ass off to the side and go back to class. Well, study hall. But if Manjoume wants to ask for more...]

[thundercrashes]

[Manjoume actually rolls his eyes at that just a bit.]

Relax, I'm joking...

[A pause.]

You're not actually worried that I'm going to get bored of you that easily, are you?

[If anything, he's the one who worries about that sort of thing, but he forgets sometimes that Bakugou is just as human as he is and has his own thoughts and feelings about certain things.]

[blastedass]

[Damn it's tempting to grab that handsome head of his and shake it around to give Manjoume reason to roll his eyes...]

You wouldn't've confessed to me if you were gonna get fucking bored.

[His tone's curt and devoid of any doubt. No one should walk into something like this without being serious about it. And that means finding someone interesting enough that they're potentially willing to spend the rest of their life with this person. Getting bored of said person isn't a damn option.]

[thundercrashes]

[Ah. Bakugou really does know him well.]

... You're right, I wouldn't have.

[They both know that Manjoume deep down is too damn serious about this sort of thing. Just look at how long it took him to get over Asuka. When he confesses to someone, he very much means it with the intention that he's thought about having a future together with them.]

[blastedass]

[After three years of knowing Manjoume, he'd better.]

Then don't fucking worry about that.

[Bakugou doesn't know a whole lot about Manjoume's past with Asuka, though the little he does makes him think that was more a boyish infatuation rather than real... love feelings. Mega crush or something. He doesn't know. Bakugou's never been the best with feelings and emotions like this.

He just knows he wants to stay with Manjoume and that's good enough for him.]

[thundercrashes]

You can't tell me what to do.

[Said immediately in a snappy sort of tone, but not quite with the intention of actually wanting to start a fight about it, especially as he seems quick to move on in topic, as if finally noticing the time.]

Don't you have a class you're supposed to be at right now?

[blastedass]

Watch me.

[Because he's going to do it anyways, even if he knows Manjoume's not going to do what he says. Unless it's obviously for his own benefit. Hence why he's not rising into fight mode either, still very content with what they're doing right now. The mention of the time, however, earns a frown and Bakugou taps irritably on his boyfriend's thigh.]

Told you, it's a fucking study period.

[But they should probably be making tracks...]

[thundercrashes]

Yeah, but I'm pretty sure your next class after is soon, isn't it?

[So... Manjoume should be going soon. Yeah.

... He still has made no moves to actually get up just yet, but he does sort of reach over to make sure that the stuff he brought is within reach and ready to go when he does.]

[blastedass]

When the next bell rings.

[Bakugou gets what he's trying to say and gives the other boy a slight squeeze on the thigh before nudging an elbow into Manjoume's chest.]

Get off. You're gonna tilt over, dammit.

[Trying to gather his shit and check it while straddling the blonde's lap. That's fucking smart.]

[thundercrashes]

[Ow, rude?? Just for that he's even more determined to keep trying to reach for his stuff without getting up here.]

No, I won't, and if I do, it's gonna be because of you nudging me, obviously.

[blastedass]

[He's the one doing the teeter totter! Hey! Why the fuck are you wiggling around like that?! Bakugou's not helping, since he seems more interested in holding onto Manjoume's hip than following through with that shove off.]

You're leaning over! You want me to hold you down or something?!

[thundercrashes]

[Unfortunately, Manjoume is having one of his oblivious moments of not realizing right away yet how much this is comprimising their current position even more, or even how this conversation could be interpreted as he reaches to try to catch the edge of his bag with his fingers to drag closer to them.]

I can balance myself just fine right here, thank you very much. I'm pretty flexible enough to do this without falling over...

[blastedass]

[Once he gets the bag and pulls it over, weight and balance are in a more agreeable situation and Bakugou shifts his thighs a bit to give the other boy some more space to sit and straddle/kneel on. Hopefully Manjoume isn't going to bitch about whatever he's doing to the knees of his pants leg, sitting in this position on a fucking concrete rooftop for the past several minutes and all...]

That's cause I've got you by the waist and your legs are fucking strangling mine.

[Manjoucrab.]

[thundercrashes]

[There's a pause as Manjoume finally looks down and regards their current position... and finally makes to try to scramble upright and away to establish some reasonable sense of proximity. One that isn't being so close to Bakugou in his lap that he's dangerously close to grinding against something other than the other's leg with all that squirming he had been doing before, at least.]

Yeah, well, I didn't exactly hear you complaining that much about it before!

[blastedass]

[DID HE JUST NOW REALIZE WHAT HE'S BEEN DOING?! It's been like 20 fucking minutes!! Bakugou grunts slightly when Manjoume springs off him like his lap was suddenly transformed into lava. Might have been insulted at another time, but this is probably for the best. He pushes himself up to his feet, brushing at his butt and the back of his pants to clean off from sitting on the roof this whole time.]

Cause I wasn't fucking complaining.

[thundercrashes]

[Listen...... Manjoume was distracted by other things. >_>]

It sounded like you were.

[Still, despite sounding mildly petulant, he isn't actually that bothered. Instead, he does his own preening gestures of dusting off his pants and coat of any potential rooftop dirt and dust or the like from having been sitting (and then kneeling) over Bakugou a bit ago.]

Anyway... this weekend. After I figure out what the scheduling for the movies showing are, I'll text you on Friday for what time we should meet up. Is that okay?

[Thankfully, Manjoume hasn't forgotten about their date plans in all the nonsense and making out they were doing here.]

[blastedass]

[How unbefitting of a duelist. Getting distracted. Seriously...]

You're just being petulant.

[Once he deems himself good and clean, Bakugou swings his bag up over his shoulder and slips his hands into his pockets, shoulders hunched forward just slightly in that aggressive, aloof sort of grumpy way that instinctively tells other people not to fuck with him or else. Posture's a thing, isn't it.]

Yeah. I'll see it even if I don't respond right away and I'll let you know if there's any problems when I can.

[Bakugou would have brought it up if there had been radio silence, but Manjoume's the dutiful one to do so.]

Get moving before the bell rings.