[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... )
[He will do it again. As many times as he needs to. But lets Esikko have his escape for now. He holds himself to extremely exacting standards, and whether fair or not, thrusts them on people who want to stand beside him. Esikko's had so many people crush him down in his life. About fucking time he has someone yank him up. Even if his legs are smushy accordions in the process.
He chuffs an approving noise from his throat. Esikko's learning. Could've wussed out and asked to cross the bridge. Safer, nice, boring. But he chose to trust his own strength and the hero's. Better choice.]
The hell are you "right?" at me for! I don't drop shit!
[So proud, so mean! But that resolve keeps his hand tight around Esikko's, a grip which refuses to waver or loosen no matter what challenge rises. After personally training the prince for over a year now, Bakugo would be furious and mortified if Esikko couldn't handle this kind of hike.]
( More laughter sounds out from Esikko. Is it his grandma still, or just that he's having a good time? He can hear the sound of water as they approach, and so he peers ahead to look for it, curious. )
Maybe that's why I want to hold your hand.
( ?
But he doesn't elaborate on that comment, just keeps on walking, humming as if in thought. )
You know, I actually really enjoyed that "beach," when it appeared. From the shore, at least, it was nice... The water would roll up, but it rolled away again so easily, without sweeping me away. Do you like beaches?
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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... )
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Date: 1/2/26 19:11 (UTC)[He will do it again. As many times as he needs to. But lets Esikko have his escape for now. He holds himself to extremely exacting standards, and whether fair or not, thrusts them on people who want to stand beside him. Esikko's had so many people crush him down in his life. About fucking time he has someone yank him up. Even if his legs are smushy accordions in the process.
He chuffs an approving noise from his throat. Esikko's learning. Could've wussed out and asked to cross the bridge. Safer, nice, boring. But he chose to trust his own strength and the hero's. Better choice.]
The hell are you "right?" at me for! I don't drop shit!
[So proud, so mean! But that resolve keeps his hand tight around Esikko's, a grip which refuses to waver or loosen no matter what challenge rises. After personally training the prince for over a year now, Bakugo would be furious and mortified if Esikko couldn't handle this kind of hike.]
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Date: 1/2/26 23:37 (UTC)Maybe that's why I want to hold your hand.
( ?
But he doesn't elaborate on that comment, just keeps on walking, humming as if in thought. )
You know, I actually really enjoyed that "beach," when it appeared. From the shore, at least, it was nice... The water would roll up, but it rolled away again so easily, without sweeping me away. Do you like beaches?