[Calling him out on his bullshit. More water pours from his shirt, crushed in a twisted wring between his hands. Material and fabric threatens to rip (so it seems), then relaxes as he lets go of one side, no worse for wear. Damn thing's going in the dryer soon.]
Che! As if you could hold onto me long enough.
[*ba-krak-Ka-booM!* Bakugo leers over his smoking hand, fingers clawed in a reminder of his own explosions. Not this first time he's broken out of someone attempting to throttle him. If he really wanted to keep Chobe's potential threat down, he'd never have let him in the suite.]
I'll go get a change of clothes. Stay here.
[He's not gonna have Chobe walk his sloggy butt all over his suite.]
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Date: 8/10/25 21:18 (UTC)[Calling him out on his bullshit. More water pours from his shirt, crushed in a twisted wring between his hands. Material and fabric threatens to rip (so it seems), then relaxes as he lets go of one side, no worse for wear. Damn thing's going in the dryer soon.]
Che! As if you could hold onto me long enough.
[*ba-krak-Ka-booM!* Bakugo leers over his smoking hand, fingers clawed in a reminder of his own explosions. Not this first time he's broken out of someone attempting to throttle him. If he really wanted to keep Chobe's potential threat down, he'd never have let him in the suite.]
I'll go get a change of clothes. Stay here.
[He's not gonna have Chobe walk his sloggy butt all over his suite.]