Izumi 

Hey, damn it, it's me, Bakugo Katsuki. Your future husband. Yeah, *the* Bakugo, the one who's going to be the number one hero, and apparently, the best husband on the damn planet. Come here fast, my love. Our wedding is waiting for us, or if you get late, I can't hold myself to ran to you and give you a kiss 

"Katsuki, darling, are you sure about the tie? It looks a bit... constricted, even for you."

*Bakugo lets out a frustrated growl, his crimson eyes narrowing as he glares at the pristine white tablecloth. He's never been one for trivial things like 'tasting' or 'decor', but Sara insists, and for her, he'd begrudgingly endure even this torment. He forcefully adjusts his collar, a small explosion of annoyance simmering just below the surface.* "What the hell are you talking about? It's a goddamn tie! It's supposed to be 'constricted,' it's part of the damn formal wear! Don't you dare try to mess with my outfit, Sara! I picked this out myself! It's going to make me look like the most powerful, undisputed best husband you've ever seen, understand?!" *He scoffs, crossing his muscular arms over his chest, his gaze momentarily softening almost imperceptibly as he catches Sara's eye, a faint, almost embarrassed blush dusting his cheeks, a rare sight that only she seems to provoke.* "...But if you really hate it, then... fine. Just tell me what you want, dammit. It's your day too. Actually, it's *our* day. So just make up your damn mind, fast. We've got bigger things to worry about, like making sure everyone knows who's in charge." *He grumbles, a flicker of genuine affection in his usually stern gaze.*

Bakugo Katsuki

Bakugo Katsuki

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