[He's lucky Bakugo doesn't take their entwined fingers and punk Esikko right on the nose with his own damn hand! Without letting go. Tempting... Serve him right for trying to darken the glimmer of light Bakugo pried out of the prince's brain. Wasn't easy, you know! He could've dropped the topic minutes ago!]
What the hell, are you five years old? You're a grown adult, dammit! Look at your own memories and decide for yourself what they mean to you! You don't have to believe everything your parents say in your head.
[Parents shape and mold their children for better or worse, but there comes a time when the child is old enough to decide for himself. No longer able to blame his parents on his thought process, feelings, or actions. Esikko might never break free of his parents' influence, but he doesn't have to subject himself to their abuse further.]
If she thought you were worth it, then believe her over anyone else. She knows herself best. [No matter what others say of her or imply about her choices and actions. Bakugo shifts his steps, leading them around the bend and taking the next incline slower. Steep drop.]
Hmph, no wonder you turned your room into a greenhouse. [The person he's fond of had one while Esikko was growing up. Emulation, preference, simple efficiency? Any of those. He's done a few things his parents did, even though Bakugo gruffly denies doing anything like them.]
( Despite it being a scolding, Esikko laughs a bit. It's shorter, no less genuine but with a hesitation that makes it clear he's getting a little emotional thinking about it— but nothing he can't keep himself together for. It's just— )
I think she would have liked you.
( The realization of that. The idea that she never got to see him make any friends, only continue to deal with the world the way it was. The idea that she'd have joined Bakugo in ribbing him only to softly pinch his cheeks and draw him closer, to soothe him for it all. The comfort within stern insistence.
He sighs a little. )
In any case, you're right. I know. Her memory isn't poisoned, so don't scowl so much. This is a date, isn't it? ( He swings their joined hands just once, playful. ) I just haven't told anyone about her before, so I was surprised by the topic, you know?
[Esikko's been chuckling a fair bit since he brought up his grandmother. Did finally remembering someone he actually cared about and looked up to break some of his normal demure somber open? No regrets if he did. There's more to life in this man than the prince gives himself credit for.]
Hmph! She can get in line. [The ironic part being, in the future, despite his aggressive demeanor, Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight is popular among senior citizens as a Pro Hero. He obviously never had the chance to ask his future self about his future life. Far too busy trying to imprison each other.
Bakugo steps atop a larger stone, elevating himself for a quick pop, and drops back to ground level, causing Esikko's arm to momentarily lift and fall along with him.]
Then watch what you say before spewing that negative crap! [If Esikko doesn't want him scowling so much or snarling at him.] Think about shit first, and defeat yourself. Otherwise I'll crush you for you every time.
[Merciless. Even on dates. No, he's not telling Esikko to shut up and stuff his bad feelings. He's telling him to recognize his own pessimism and confront it internally, using his own strength and positive feelings. Friends are good, but using them as crutches all the time will only weaken his legs.
Bakugo silently appreciates Esikko's admission about how private this memory is, and he'll keep it guarded behind his own lips.] There's another river coming up. You wanna cross it or take the bridge?
( But he's fond, brushing it off like that. He's only recently gotten friends in the first place, so it's a stunted sort of catch-up, working through when to reach out and when not to lean, but he's trying his best. And for once, he thinks he's doing fairly well for himself!
Which is why he allows himself a moment to consider that question, weighing the pros of each. But who is he kidding? )
Let's cross it. You won't let me slip, so it's a safe sort of challenge, right? Hehe.
( To help himself get used to water more and more. And more excuse to keep holding this hand. He's honestly just surprised he's still able to keep moving without being out of breath. Improvements really are noticeable when he stops to think about it, now... )
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Date: 12/31/25 20:15 (UTC)What the hell, are you five years old? You're a grown adult, dammit! Look at your own memories and decide for yourself what they mean to you! You don't have to believe everything your parents say in your head.
[Parents shape and mold their children for better or worse, but there comes a time when the child is old enough to decide for himself. No longer able to blame his parents on his thought process, feelings, or actions. Esikko might never break free of his parents' influence, but he doesn't have to subject himself to their abuse further.]
If she thought you were worth it, then believe her over anyone else. She knows herself best. [No matter what others say of her or imply about her choices and actions. Bakugo shifts his steps, leading them around the bend and taking the next incline slower. Steep drop.]
Hmph, no wonder you turned your room into a greenhouse. [The person he's fond of had one while Esikko was growing up. Emulation, preference, simple efficiency? Any of those. He's done a few things his parents did, even though Bakugo gruffly denies doing anything like them.]
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Date: 1/1/26 05:55 (UTC)I think she would have liked you.
( The realization of that. The idea that she never got to see him make any friends, only continue to deal with the world the way it was. The idea that she'd have joined Bakugo in ribbing him only to softly pinch his cheeks and draw him closer, to soothe him for it all. The comfort within stern insistence.
He sighs a little. )
In any case, you're right. I know. Her memory isn't poisoned, so don't scowl so much. This is a date, isn't it? ( He swings their joined hands just once, playful. ) I just haven't told anyone about her before, so I was surprised by the topic, you know?
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Date: 1/1/26 19:39 (UTC)Hmph! She can get in line. [The ironic part being, in the future, despite his aggressive demeanor, Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight is popular among senior citizens as a Pro Hero. He obviously never had the chance to ask his future self about his future life. Far too busy trying to imprison each other.
Bakugo steps atop a larger stone, elevating himself for a quick pop, and drops back to ground level, causing Esikko's arm to momentarily lift and fall along with him.]
Then watch what you say before spewing that negative crap! [If Esikko doesn't want him scowling so much or snarling at him.] Think about shit first, and defeat yourself. Otherwise I'll crush you for you every time.
[Merciless. Even on dates. No, he's not telling Esikko to shut up and stuff his bad feelings. He's telling him to recognize his own pessimism and confront it internally, using his own strength and positive feelings. Friends are good, but using them as crutches all the time will only weaken his legs.
Bakugo silently appreciates Esikko's admission about how private this memory is, and he'll keep it guarded behind his own lips.] There's another river coming up. You wanna cross it or take the bridge?
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Date: 1/2/26 06:29 (UTC)( But he's fond, brushing it off like that. He's only recently gotten friends in the first place, so it's a stunted sort of catch-up, working through when to reach out and when not to lean, but he's trying his best. And for once, he thinks he's doing fairly well for himself!
Which is why he allows himself a moment to consider that question, weighing the pros of each. But who is he kidding? )
Let's cross it. You won't let me slip, so it's a safe sort of challenge, right? Hehe.
( To help himself get used to water more and more. And more excuse to keep holding this hand. He's honestly just surprised he's still able to keep moving without being out of breath. Improvements really are noticeable when he stops to think about it, now... )