[ well, if bakugou thinks hugging in public is embarrassing then he is up for a horrifying surprise in the future. the hero better get used to it fast, no time to waste here as the gate is wide open. for now, he learned when annoyance is genuine or not. so long as he doesn't receive a firm rejection, denji will follow the temptations of sneaking a hug or a kiss here and there; when the mood begs for it— which might be during a mission, arresting someone, during a boring meeting, or whatever. hey, he can't control when the vibes hit. speaking of annoyance-
-was the growling really necessary, hero? even during a kiss, bakugou has no intention to drop the spicy kitten act and it's the most adorable thing ever. he'd wait for the other boy to pick his spot before he circled the bed so he could settle on the other side. at the taunt, denji returns it with a nasty grin, flashing those teeth, and blurts out a confession. ] ... I don't have any candles, but I'm certainly getting some since we'll be sharing a bed more often.
[ it's something he'd seen in the movies when a couple wants to get, uh, frisky? he didn't understand the science behind it, it's just some tiny candles, but it might work on bakugou. after all, with the design of their rooms with a wide city view of neon-lights and denji's choice to use a single lamp for minimum illumination— he might have a better setting already. he groans at the mention of cleaning up, almost as if he knew it was coming, he mutters a '...don't wanna' under his breath as he strips out of his pants, getting suited for bed with a baggy shirt and his boxers hanging loose around his hips. maybe if they don't talk about the cleaning-up mission, bakugou might forget. maybe if he just— gets under the blanket, snuggles a bit closer to his partner, and pulls out his comic book as a distraction, they can focus on what truly matters.
this moment. them being together. not the boring clean-up.
he clears his throat, holding the comic book up so they can both share the view; the cover is a typical superhero promotional visual, with the guy clothed in a way to hide his identity with people cheering in the background. despite the cliche, the story was rated for adults, giving the impression it had mature themes; violence, death, and disturbing imagery. he flips through the first page, giving bakugou a few seconds to read a brief about the story's setting to himself. denji uses this opportunity to rest his head on their shared pillow, staring over the other boy with an easy smile and a smitten warmth. this is their first time doing this, and it only registered to him that it's a big deal. it certainly feels so fucking different in contrast when it's with aki. ]
Hey. You wanna ... cuddle as we read together? until we fall asleep ...
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-was the growling really necessary, hero? even during a kiss, bakugou has no intention to drop the spicy kitten act and it's the most adorable thing ever. he'd wait for the other boy to pick his spot before he circled the bed so he could settle on the other side. at the taunt, denji returns it with a nasty grin, flashing those teeth, and blurts out a confession. ] ... I don't have any candles, but I'm certainly getting some since we'll be sharing a bed more often.
[ it's something he'd seen in the movies when a couple wants to get, uh, frisky? he didn't understand the science behind it, it's just some tiny candles, but it might work on bakugou. after all, with the design of their rooms with a wide city view of neon-lights and denji's choice to use a single lamp for minimum illumination— he might have a better setting already. he groans at the mention of cleaning up, almost as if he knew it was coming, he mutters a '...don't wanna' under his breath as he strips out of his pants, getting suited for bed with a baggy shirt and his boxers hanging loose around his hips. maybe if they don't talk about the cleaning-up mission, bakugou might forget. maybe if he just— gets under the blanket, snuggles a bit closer to his partner, and pulls out his comic book as a distraction, they can focus on what truly matters.
this moment. them being together. not the boring clean-up.
he clears his throat, holding the comic book up so they can both share the view; the cover is a typical superhero promotional visual, with the guy clothed in a way to hide his identity with people cheering in the background. despite the cliche, the story was rated for adults, giving the impression it had mature themes; violence, death, and disturbing imagery. he flips through the first page, giving bakugou a few seconds to read a brief about the story's setting to himself. denji uses this opportunity to rest his head on their shared pillow, staring over the other boy with an easy smile and a smitten warmth. this is their first time doing this, and it only registered to him that it's a big deal. it certainly feels so fucking different in contrast when it's with aki. ]
Hey. You wanna ... cuddle as we read together? until we fall asleep ...