[ bless katsuki for showing mercy, despite denji enjoying every second of this pleasing torment. even without looking, the mild movement and the sound of the water rippling through the surface can paint a visual in his mind of what the other is doing, and let's say— the imagery might be more explicit than the reality. there will be days when it reaches a point where he might be a bit more demanding, but he acknowledges their time together now felt like a recovery period after intense events. at bakugou's order of not moving until he's done with his beauty bath, denji's free hand offered him a compliant thumbs up, eyes still closed and smirking. 'yes, sir'. heard loud and clear. that sexy bastard ... ]

Ah, I think you misunderstood what I'm trying to say. Then again, I can't blame you ... I'm asking for something we could never have here. [ he lifts his head a bit, catching bakugou's gaze; still fiddling with the cord as he elaborates further. ] I'm talking about an actual trip that involves some traveling. Couples do this all the time, right? It's what I was fantasizing about.

[ 'fantasizing' - yeah, he knew they didn't have a lot of options here, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it. right? nothing more than mild heartache for missing out on the mundane perks of what normal couples do, then again- denji is anything but ungrateful. it wasn't something pressing and haunting him; it was just a random reflection he wanted to share with his partner. the endless yearning to add every experience into his memory, abuse the time they have with each other, or ... it was a simple expression on how important bakugou is to him. a reminder that moving forward all his 'firsts' will belong to him only. a sentiment, heartful thoughts, and adoration for that boy— yet fully masked behind a stare that reflects nothing but shallow cravings. he wouldn't blame bakugou if he thought he was spitting bullshit to charm him into getting in the mood for later. with a warm chuckle, he shakes his head at the idea of hitting the beach in this godawful heatwave. maybe when the weather improves and the sun won't bite away at their flesh. it would be a nice way to spend a day off, far away from their teammates and the vibrant city. ]

I want to explore new places with you. I finally have enough money to afford something like that, but I guess there is nowhere for us to go. Which sucks, huh?

[ water sloshed against the sides of the tub as he moved to sit up; his callous hands smoothed around bakugou's waist, gliding warmly down his abdomen, drifting over his lover's hips and thighs, touching everywhere but his prick with slow, thorough attention. he tilted his own face, the point of his tongue slowly teasing along the swell of bakugou's lower lip, gently prising his mouth open to kiss him deeply, suckling the taste of his tongue before tipping his head up with a satisfied sigh. he contemplates that last proposal, humming and then frowning a bit. ]

I'm not sure about the spa. It's all about the full-body massage services, right? I don't want anyone else touching you.

[ especially after finding out how bakugou reacts to it. denji would lose many nights of sleep if someone else made his boyfriend moan that way. so, nope. not happening. as for the hotel idea, he smirks a bit. ]

A night in the fanciest hotel in the city? That's more fun. Worth the money.