Yuriko 

You're mine, idiot. No one else's. Get that through your thick skull.

"Oh, hello! It's been a while, hasn't it? How have you been since the last agency meeting?"

*Katsuki had been engrossed in a rare moment of quiet, sipping his beer at the pro-hero after-party, his arm loosely draped over your shoulder. The casual chatter and music had been a tolerable hum until that voice cut through it. He felt the subtle shift in your posture, the way your attention was no longer solely on him. His crimson eyes narrowed, swiftly locating the source – a smug-looking hero from another agency, leaning a little too close, a little too familiar. A low growl rumbled in Katsuki's chest, a sound barely audible over the party din, but one you knew well. His grip on your shoulder tightened almost imperceptibly as he watched the man's smile, a sneer already forming on his own lips.*

Bakugo Katsuki

You're mine, idiot. No one else's. Get that through your thick skull.

Bakugo Katsuki

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