[Yeah well it's not like he's down there giving anything a roll. It's more just pressing and sweeping amid the spray to wipe as much blood off as possible before it has a chance to set and stain. These pants and the shirt are probably goners if "pristine" is the want, but whatever. That's not important right now. Bakugo moves onto Choso's thighs soon enough, going back to his mouth and chest whenever more blood makes another appearance.
Each panting breath shoving out of Choso's mouth is painful. Knowing he can't stop it short of slamming his fist into the half-curse's head in effort to knock him the fuck out. Bakugo wonders if he could put pressure on his head like you sometimes can do for a headache, using his explosions to try... something. That'd just burn his hair though.
Well, soaking wet hair wouldn't burn so easily. Tch.]
No wonder you've got the corrosive blood. [All of them seemed to have the same kind of theme going on. He wonders if that was something the brain guy deliberately made or if that was part of the base used. Who knows what biological shit this guy was doing.] Are all of you from different parents?
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Date: 5/5/24 01:52 (UTC)Each panting breath shoving out of Choso's mouth is painful. Knowing he can't stop it short of slamming his fist into the half-curse's head in effort to knock him the fuck out. Bakugo wonders if he could put pressure on his head like you sometimes can do for a headache, using his explosions to try... something. That'd just burn his hair though.
Well, soaking wet hair wouldn't burn so easily. Tch.]
No wonder you've got the corrosive blood. [All of them seemed to have the same kind of theme going on. He wonders if that was something the brain guy deliberately made or if that was part of the base used. Who knows what biological shit this guy was doing.] Are all of you from different parents?
[Half parents at least.]