[Bakugo came away from this night with a lot more knowledge about Esikko's magic and the limits it places on itself and the mage's body. He's no impressed with it. For as useful as it is, much of its power seems to require too high a cost to be worth the effort. While he won't agree or condone Esikko's family treatment of him, a nagging part in his mind wonders if the world's decision keep magic locked away and secret wasn't the right choice. A greedy, consuming power which takes more than it gives.
Shit part is, he can't do anything about it. Esikko has to use what he has and figure out a way around the drawbacks. Almost all power has some cost. Even Quirks. Hell, the first time Bakugo tried to use his biggest blast, he put himself through a wall. When he was 4.
Esikko's fighting an uphill battle. Branching out into other ideas can give him more breathing room. Maybe if he doesn't relying on his magic so purely, he'll gain other ways to protect himself without detrimental shit.
Bakugo emerges from his bathroom, damp from a quick shower. (Wash off while he brushes and flosses his teeth; multitasking.) A simple pair of black lounge pants and a black tanktop are his usual choice of sleep wear. The rest of his suite's all locked up and closed off. Anyone breaking in is making a fatal mistake.
He glances up from the bed, too large for a single person, but even when he tried reducing the Ace suite's original opulence, some continued to make its way through. Guess he can't really do much on a single twin dorm bed.]
I don't want a bunch of fucking noise keeping me up. [He grew up an only child and always had his own space. Dealing with his noisier classmates in U.A.'s dormitory had been a culture shock. Yeah, the suite's bigger than anything he would have at the moment (even a Pro Hero's apartment usually isn't this big) but he aimed for this rank to use his suite for others, not himself. Mostly. He gets some perks.
Bakugo's resting on one side of the bed rather than the middle, making it obvious the previous offer's open.]
...So you want to be the loudest person in any room.
( Teasingly, Esikko watches the other man set himself up in the bed and follows, slipping in easily on the other side. It's fine, if attention isn't being drawn to it, then he's not going to say anything himself. For his own pajamas, though he used to opt more often for things like button up silk, he's gotten a lot more used to the casual "fashion" of the Peacock, and is in a loose fitting long-sleeved t-shirt that hangs nearly past his shorts. He thinks the occasional showing of a shoulder is cute, when it slides, and he likes to look cute, what can he say.
His bare legs slip easily beneath the sheets, and a little shamelessly, move gradually over to brush up against Bakugo's warmer ones. He's icy as always. )
[Someone's cruising for a pillow to the face if he's not careful. Esikko isn't wrong. Bakugo likes being the loudest person in the room, usually because loudest means right! Ironically he's a quiet person when no one's setting him off, content to read or study or mind his own business when he's by himself and unbothered. Even with someone else, he'll keep his silence and doesn't talk as much as others. But he sets off so damn easily.
Bakugo reaches for the light beside his bed and dims it instead of plunging the room into darkness like he usually would. Esikko doesn't need a callous bunch of shadows covering him right now.]
Oy! [When the hell did this guy go from cool to touch to fucking popsicle legs?! Of course he instinctively jerks his limb away.] Why'd you drop a billion degrees?!
( Poor circulation... Though, usually, having cold legs doesn't bother him as much as, say, when his face gets cold? But still, the warmth of Bakugo's legs leaving in a jerk makes him frown a little, like he was looking forward to tangling them together.
He settles, for now, for just shifting them a little under the covers to generate some heat. )
It's just from being separated for that short time, you know~? I got all cold. ( True, honestly. But he shifts, next, to roll onto his side, peering at Bakugo in the dim lighting. ) Don't you get warm at night, the way you are? Let me use you like a heater.
[Hell, put some socks on while you're at it! Don't just shove those freezing things against his skin and expect them to stay! Human reaction to thermal shock, duh. Bakugo takes Esikko's frown without a single flicker of regret. Yeah, he bet the guy was anticipating some tangles. Hmph, not if he's gonna be bared down there.
Bakugo throws the covers to the side and swings his legs out of bed. Esikko's taller than him, but he can still shove some better clothes at the prince. His drawer springs open with a yank and Bakugo drags out a pair of sweats, then tosses them over his shoulder towards the other man.]
Put those on.
[Yeah he knows Esikko's wearing some bottoms, but if he wants to tangle up with Bakugo tonight, he can put on an extra layer to make it easier. Hmph.]
You should sleep with a bed heater. [An electric blanket or a heat stone. Neither of which Bakugo has since he'd end up a sweaty mess from either. Sheets and covers sail upward in an arc before falling down over his body, zipped back into bed after his brief excursion.] Haa?! Who said you could "use" me?!
[Growled even as he's not really moving away from Esikko. As long as his legs and arms are mostly covered, it'll be a lot more tolerable. So... guess he can tangle or spoon or whatever.]
( ...Okay, he'll put these on, but only because the idea of borrowing his pants sounds strangely appealing? It's kinda cute. So with a laugh, he slips out of bed just enough to slide his shorts off (he is Not wearing both!!) and slip the sweats on instead. Shorts get dropped aside as he slips back in, automatically reaching back out for Bakugo. )
But then I'd get too hot, you know? It's always so uncomfortable at night.
( Bakugo doesn't seem to get it... that he'd prefer company in bed. But that's endearing in its own way, and so he just shamelessly tangles in. Let him spoon... )
[Tomorrow he's dragging Esikko to the store for some damn leg warmers. Even if it's not gonna do much for Esikko himself, it'll do a lot for Bakugo if the prince is gonna keep sticking his icicles between his thighs! And don't call his growling demands "cute" ... dork.
Bakugo drops his head on the pillow with a huff, hands shoving underneath as he scowls at the ceiling. Esikko doesn't have to don his shorts over the pants like some old-school weirdo. There's no protest when he reaches for him, only the blonde's head tilting to the side slightly in his usual "uuugh" retort to people getting snuggly with him.]
Haa? When the hell have you ever gotten too hot? [He thought Esikko always ran refrigerator mode! Don't whine about getting too hot if you wanna have someone in your bed too... As the prince tangles in with him, he lets those arms wind around his chest and legs trap one of his own between them. It's way more tolerable with those sweats on. Hmph. Esikko can get as close as he wants now.]
Plenty, lately! That boat, for example, was terrible... My health is poor enough that I can't sweat enough for proper cooling, so any amount of intense weather is difficult to handle, even if I might still feel cool to the touch.
( Trivia of the day. He hates the summer just as much as the winter. Moderate climates feel best... Or, alternatively, having a bed partner who he can alternate cuddling and rolling away from!
Isn't this nice? He thinks it is, all snuggled up against him, nuzzling in against Bakugo as one of his legs bends up further, still sandwiching his leg in. A full cuddle. Deal with it. )
Hmm... But you're comfortable like this. I might even be able to sleep well, tonight~
( Playfully... But he means it, too, behind the singsong tease. He feels exhausted, after everything from today, and having Bakugo so close is like a security blanket, right now. Their temperatures match up well, too, and he's not the type to be overly clingy, so Esikko knows that it's not going to be too much. With that, he allows his eyes to drift closed, even if he says a bit more. )
You didn't have to go on deck. [Grumbled more to himself than Esikko. He thinks back to the different times he's seen the prince active, noting a lack of sweat on some of them. Guess he isn't exaggerating. Though he was dripping a lot during sex. Maybe cause that was inside... or it was sex.
Dammit, if Esikko thinks he's gonna be shifting between clinging on and casting away from Bakugo all night, he's gonna find himself tied up in a fucking blanket cocoon while the blonde snoozes beside him! Don't interrupt his sleep. Hmph.
There are few people Bakugo would volunteer to sleep beside in the resort. He's never liked sharing his bed with someone; grew out of that when he was a little kid. But... it's not horrible with Esikko resting beside him. Oy, don't knee him. His expression flattens. A full koala cling. Great.]
If you don't sleep well, I'm gonna knock you out.
[Damn right he just took Esikko's insomnia as a challenger to his apparent comfort level! You wanna go, shitty sleepless nights?! Good for the prince Bakugo runs warm. He pulls the blankets up around their chests and Esikko's shoulder, making sure he's secure for the night. Normally a back or side sleeper, at least he's not gonna break a rib with a nightly flying kick or something.]
( He breathes out a soft laugh, already comfortably cozy. After everything else, he's already drifting out, and it only takes another minute or so for his breathing to steady out into proper sleep. With Bakugo at his side, there are none of the nightmares that tend to plague him, no waking up uncomfortable in the middle of the night— just warm comfort that keeps him settled the entire time. )
[He's normally able to sleep on whim. Only lying awake at night if his brain won't shut the hell up or his emotions are running high. Some of both right now, lingering on the issues surrounding the day. There's nothing he can do for it right now. Wrecking his sleep won't do anything for anyone. Dropping his head on his pillow, he lets himself rest, knowing sleep won't come for a while. But eventually it will, eyes closing and breathing relaxing as he drifts off into a silent slumber. Should've stayed up a bit longer, made sure Esikko was sleeping without those damn nightmares or worries... but if any show up, he'll be ready to slaughter them in his sleep.]
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Date: 9/10/25 02:03 (UTC)Shit part is, he can't do anything about it. Esikko has to use what he has and figure out a way around the drawbacks. Almost all power has some cost. Even Quirks. Hell, the first time Bakugo tried to use his biggest blast, he put himself through a wall. When he was 4.
Esikko's fighting an uphill battle. Branching out into other ideas can give him more breathing room. Maybe if he doesn't relying on his magic so purely, he'll gain other ways to protect himself without detrimental shit.
Bakugo emerges from his bathroom, damp from a quick shower. (Wash off while he brushes and flosses his teeth; multitasking.) A simple pair of black lounge pants and a black tanktop are his usual choice of sleep wear. The rest of his suite's all locked up and closed off. Anyone breaking in is making a fatal mistake.
He glances up from the bed, too large for a single person, but even when he tried reducing the Ace suite's original opulence, some continued to make its way through. Guess he can't really do much on a single twin dorm bed.]
I don't want a bunch of fucking noise keeping me up. [He grew up an only child and always had his own space. Dealing with his noisier classmates in U.A.'s dormitory had been a culture shock. Yeah, the suite's bigger than anything he would have at the moment (even a Pro Hero's apartment usually isn't this big) but he aimed for this rank to use his suite for others, not himself. Mostly. He gets some perks.
Bakugo's resting on one side of the bed rather than the middle, making it obvious the previous offer's open.]
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Date: 9/10/25 04:31 (UTC)( Teasingly, Esikko watches the other man set himself up in the bed and follows, slipping in easily on the other side. It's fine, if attention isn't being drawn to it, then he's not going to say anything himself. For his own pajamas, though he used to opt more often for things like button up silk, he's gotten a lot more used to the casual "fashion" of the Peacock, and is in a loose fitting long-sleeved t-shirt that hangs nearly past his shorts. He thinks the occasional showing of a shoulder is cute, when it slides, and he likes to look cute, what can he say.
His bare legs slip easily beneath the sheets, and a little shamelessly, move gradually over to brush up against Bakugo's warmer ones. He's icy as always. )
Seems right.
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Date: 9/11/25 03:05 (UTC)[Someone's cruising for a pillow to the face if he's not careful. Esikko isn't wrong. Bakugo likes being the loudest person in the room, usually because loudest means right! Ironically he's a quiet person when no one's setting him off, content to read or study or mind his own business when he's by himself and unbothered. Even with someone else, he'll keep his silence and doesn't talk as much as others. But he sets off so damn easily.
Bakugo reaches for the light beside his bed and dims it instead of plunging the room into darkness like he usually would. Esikko doesn't need a callous bunch of shadows covering him right now.]
Oy! [When the hell did this guy go from cool to touch to fucking popsicle legs?! Of course he instinctively jerks his limb away.] Why'd you drop a billion degrees?!
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Date: 9/11/25 03:24 (UTC)( Poor circulation... Though, usually, having cold legs doesn't bother him as much as, say, when his face gets cold? But still, the warmth of Bakugo's legs leaving in a jerk makes him frown a little, like he was looking forward to tangling them together.
He settles, for now, for just shifting them a little under the covers to generate some heat. )
It's just from being separated for that short time, you know~? I got all cold. ( True, honestly. But he shifts, next, to roll onto his side, peering at Bakugo in the dim lighting. ) Don't you get warm at night, the way you are? Let me use you like a heater.
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Date: 9/11/25 21:15 (UTC)[Hell, put some socks on while you're at it! Don't just shove those freezing things against his skin and expect them to stay! Human reaction to thermal shock, duh. Bakugo takes Esikko's frown without a single flicker of regret. Yeah, he bet the guy was anticipating some tangles. Hmph, not if he's gonna be bared down there.
Bakugo throws the covers to the side and swings his legs out of bed. Esikko's taller than him, but he can still shove some better clothes at the prince. His drawer springs open with a yank and Bakugo drags out a pair of sweats, then tosses them over his shoulder towards the other man.]
Put those on.
[Yeah he knows Esikko's wearing some bottoms, but if he wants to tangle up with Bakugo tonight, he can put on an extra layer to make it easier. Hmph.]
You should sleep with a bed heater. [An electric blanket or a heat stone. Neither of which Bakugo has since he'd end up a sweaty mess from either. Sheets and covers sail upward in an arc before falling down over his body, zipped back into bed after his brief excursion.] Haa?! Who said you could "use" me?!
[Growled even as he's not really moving away from Esikko. As long as his legs and arms are mostly covered, it'll be a lot more tolerable. So... guess he can tangle or spoon or whatever.]
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Date: 9/11/25 21:59 (UTC)But then I'd get too hot, you know? It's always so uncomfortable at night.
( Bakugo doesn't seem to get it... that he'd prefer company in bed. But that's endearing in its own way, and so he just shamelessly tangles in. Let him spoon... )
It's easier to share with someone. Better?
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Date: 9/12/25 21:26 (UTC)Bakugo drops his head on the pillow with a huff, hands shoving underneath as he scowls at the ceiling. Esikko doesn't have to don his shorts over the pants like some old-school weirdo. There's no protest when he reaches for him, only the blonde's head tilting to the side slightly in his usual "uuugh" retort to people getting snuggly with him.]
Haa? When the hell have you ever gotten too hot? [He thought Esikko always ran refrigerator mode! Don't whine about getting too hot if you wanna have someone in your bed too... As the prince tangles in with him, he lets those arms wind around his chest and legs trap one of his own between them. It's way more tolerable with those sweats on. Hmph. Esikko can get as close as he wants now.]
Uh-huh. [Better.]
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Date: 9/13/25 04:48 (UTC)( Trivia of the day. He hates the summer just as much as the winter. Moderate climates feel best... Or, alternatively, having a bed partner who he can alternate cuddling and rolling away from!
Isn't this nice? He thinks it is, all snuggled up against him, nuzzling in against Bakugo as one of his legs bends up further, still sandwiching his leg in. A full cuddle. Deal with it. )
Hmm... But you're comfortable like this. I might even be able to sleep well, tonight~
( Playfully... But he means it, too, behind the singsong tease. He feels exhausted, after everything from today, and having Bakugo so close is like a security blanket, right now. Their temperatures match up well, too, and he's not the type to be overly clingy, so Esikko knows that it's not going to be too much. With that, he allows his eyes to drift closed, even if he says a bit more. )
...Thanks again, for everything.
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Date: 9/13/25 20:23 (UTC)Dammit, if Esikko thinks he's gonna be shifting between clinging on and casting away from Bakugo all night, he's gonna find himself tied up in a fucking blanket cocoon while the blonde snoozes beside him! Don't interrupt his sleep. Hmph.
There are few people Bakugo would volunteer to sleep beside in the resort. He's never liked sharing his bed with someone; grew out of that when he was a little kid. But... it's not horrible with Esikko resting beside him. Oy, don't knee him. His expression flattens. A full koala cling. Great.]
If you don't sleep well, I'm gonna knock you out.
[Damn right he just took Esikko's insomnia as a challenger to his apparent comfort level! You wanna go, shitty sleepless nights?! Good for the prince Bakugo runs warm. He pulls the blankets up around their chests and Esikko's shoulder, making sure he's secure for the night. Normally a back or side sleeper, at least he's not gonna break a rib with a nightly flying kick or something.]
Yeah, yeah. Don't get mushy. Go to sleep.
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