[ he's kinda into it right now. maybe it's the fact he's currently melting under the scorching heat and the thought of an icy, curvy, and gorgeous figure pressed against his body is making him feel all sorts of delights. the fact katsuki seemed somewhat annoyed by it is adorable. is he honestly jealous over an item? a thing?! a kacchan dakimakura does sound hella tempting. will denji get one? ... yes. will he be happy about it being sold to the public and other outsiders? fuck no. the thought of it in someone else's sweaty hands will drive him mad. so, for both their sake, let's hope this city will not introduce something as scandalous.
at times, he does appreciate bakugou's emotional intelligence— it's reserved, sometimes hard to pinpoint but not overwhelming, which is essential when dealing with someone like denji. in a sense, he can see the half-devil's flaws but he doesn't shame him for it, and in return bakugou understood the significance behind every expression when the moment begs for it. a simple word is enough to extend genuine feelings without dragging it into a long speech, and while denji likes to smother his boyfriend with romantic cliches to show him that he cares, his authentic language of love is feeling safe around someone. blind trust. no fear. utterly vulnerable. and that's who bakugou is to him: a safe space. it's comforting to know a simple few words are enough to illustrate his deep adoration, and not be brushed off. it's good to be heard ...
he smiled at the last text. maaaan, can he admit he was hoping he could warm up bakugou's heart enough to win some extra nights into his pocket? while that's true, it doesn't make his confession any less genuine. he gives himself a high-five, not that the hero could see. ]
it will be spotless and up to your standards. i promise. i'll make it cozy for you.
[ he doubts bakugou will join his ice cave tonight, which might give him time to do some quick shopping after his shift. extra bedding, better pillows ... hmm, how to make his room more inviting? ]
i'll grab dinner on the way back. what do you feel like eating tonight?
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[ he's kinda into it right now. maybe it's the fact he's currently melting under the scorching heat and the thought of an icy, curvy, and gorgeous figure pressed against his body is making him feel all sorts of delights. the fact katsuki seemed somewhat annoyed by it is adorable. is he honestly jealous over an item? a thing?! a kacchan dakimakura does sound hella tempting. will denji get one? ... yes. will he be happy about it being sold to the public and other outsiders? fuck no. the thought of it in someone else's sweaty hands will drive him mad. so, for both their sake, let's hope this city will not introduce something as scandalous.
at times, he does appreciate bakugou's emotional intelligence— it's reserved, sometimes hard to pinpoint but not overwhelming, which is essential when dealing with someone like denji. in a sense, he can see the half-devil's flaws but he doesn't shame him for it, and in return bakugou understood the significance behind every expression when the moment begs for it. a simple word is enough to extend genuine feelings without dragging it into a long speech, and while denji likes to smother his boyfriend with romantic cliches to show him that he cares, his authentic language of love is feeling safe around someone. blind trust. no fear. utterly vulnerable. and that's who bakugou is to him: a safe space. it's comforting to know a simple few words are enough to illustrate his deep adoration, and not be brushed off. it's good to be heard ...
he smiled at the last text. maaaan, can he admit he was hoping he could warm up bakugou's heart enough to win some extra nights into his pocket? while that's true, it doesn't make his confession any less genuine. he gives himself a high-five, not that the hero could see. ]
it will be spotless and up to your standards. i promise.
i'll make it cozy for you.
[ he doubts bakugou will join his ice cave tonight, which might give him time to do some quick shopping after his shift. extra bedding, better pillows ... hmm, how to make his room more inviting? ]
i'll grab dinner on the way back.
what do you feel like eating tonight?