[He can't tell who this is from at sight alone. Take it inside, set it on his desk, and proceed to unwrap. Feels like a damn kid again, so many gifts from people. One pop and the box is open.
From Aki? Bakugo turns the gift card over and scissors the arcade tickets between two fingers. Heh, so these are for him and Denji. No one said they couldn't invite a third... He samples one of the chocolates. Not bad. Might do well shoved into a cooling cupcake for a mock-molten-filling.
The note earns a quiet moment, reflecting on the past several months. Trials, pain... sometimes he feels like he hasn't taken good care of Denji at all. Yet Aki still thanks him, adding another layer of strength to Bakugo's promise. He'll continue to care for Denji, not just for himself, but also because he refuses to let Aki down.]
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From Aki? Bakugo turns the gift card over and scissors the arcade tickets between two fingers. Heh, so these are for him and Denji. No one said they couldn't invite a third... He samples one of the chocolates. Not bad. Might do well shoved into a cooling cupcake for a mock-molten-filling.
The note earns a quiet moment, reflecting on the past several months. Trials, pain... sometimes he feels like he hasn't taken good care of Denji at all. Yet Aki still thanks him, adding another layer of strength to Bakugo's promise. He'll continue to care for Denji, not just for himself, but also because he refuses to let Aki down.]