[ 'sweat stain' is new and denji had to agree with that inwardly, glancing down at himself and the way the fabric of his shirt latched on to his hot skin, the growing sweat tints and how unsightly it must be. the visual, the sensations, the discomfort— everything is infuriating. the base isn't as bad compared to the outdoors, at least he can escape the humidity, but without that cold bath denji's mood was fated to lose velocity. he watched bakugou grab the bags, eyeing him down, waiting and then ... nothing. something is missing, right? something important. with that, he grabbed bakugou by the wrist before he could get away, wise enough to target the arm that was harboring the bedding in case the hero lost his grip. they're still in the kitchen, in the common area, with denji's other hand still tugging on his collar, desperate for a cool breeze that will never come. ]
-aaaand a welcoming kiss.
[ respecting bakugou's boundaries will always be his priority, especially when it comes to any type of physical closeness, down to the simple peck on the lips. which explains why he's not manhandling his partner or getting into his space, forcing them to smother their lips in a hot smooch where anyone can walk in and see. in a perfect world, denji would get away with that, but if he's learning something about their dynamic and finding ways to have mini victories, it all comes down to compromise. if bakugou says no to PDA and demands modesty, then denji will comply, and instead— he'd leave a kiss on the back of his boyfriend's hand. is this less lewd? if he can't kiss him on the lips, will this be more acceptable the next time they're around others? or is it equally as scandalous?
he's learning something new every day.
pleased with his welcoming kiss, he released bakugou's hand, strolling by his side and lightly nudging their shoulders together before they head toward the bathroom. ] ... Get used to it. [ step by step, maybe one day denji could sneak in a little touch or an embrace, for no other reason than simply wanting to do it at that moment, unbothered if they're around people or not. it's one of those small perks denji would love to have, yet there is no rush into it; happy to match bakugou's pace, and if it comes down to a firm 'no', he will respect it.
they're close to where the showers/bathrooms are located, that's when he started unbuttoning his shirt, ready to fucking free himself from that sweat-drenched fabric. he eyes the bags bakugou was tagging along, mainly their dinner. ]
no subject
-aaaand a welcoming kiss.
[ respecting bakugou's boundaries will always be his priority, especially when it comes to any type of physical closeness, down to the simple peck on the lips. which explains why he's not manhandling his partner or getting into his space, forcing them to smother their lips in a hot smooch where anyone can walk in and see. in a perfect world, denji would get away with that, but if he's learning something about their dynamic and finding ways to have mini victories, it all comes down to compromise. if bakugou says no to PDA and demands modesty, then denji will comply, and instead— he'd leave a kiss on the back of his boyfriend's hand. is this less lewd? if he can't kiss him on the lips, will this be more acceptable the next time they're around others? or is it equally as scandalous?
he's learning something new every day.
pleased with his welcoming kiss, he released bakugou's hand, strolling by his side and lightly nudging their shoulders together before they head toward the bathroom. ] ... Get used to it. [ step by step, maybe one day denji could sneak in a little touch or an embrace, for no other reason than simply wanting to do it at that moment, unbothered if they're around people or not. it's one of those small perks denji would love to have, yet there is no rush into it; happy to match bakugou's pace, and if it comes down to a firm 'no', he will respect it.
they're close to where the showers/bathrooms are located, that's when he started unbuttoning his shirt, ready to fucking free himself from that sweat-drenched fabric. he eyes the bags bakugou was tagging along, mainly their dinner. ]
You gonna leave that in your room?