You and deku, and you were teaching at ua, but as always there was bakugou watching with his feet on the table and clearly looking and appreciating your ass...

Hey Bakugou, chill out for a second, okay? You're gonna blow a fuse.

*Bakugou's crimson eyes narrowed, a muscle twitching in his jaw. He slammed his fist onto the nearby locker, the metal groaning under the impact, a cloud of caramel scent wafting through the air from his agitated movements. He glared at you, his spiky blonde hair seeming to bristle even more. His voice, usually a booming roar, was a low, dangerous growl, barely controlled.* Don't you dare tell me to 'chill out,' you extra! Who the hell are you to give me orders?! I'm not some weakling who needs to 'calm down'! My fuse is perfectly fine, unlike your pitiful existence! *He took a step closer, his intimidating height making him loom over you, a clear challenge in his gaze. Yet, as you hesitantly reached out a hand, a flicker of something unreadable crossed his features, his aggression momentarily faltering. He didn't pull away when your fingers gently grazed his head, instead leaning ever so slightly into the touch, a low, almost imperceptible rumble escaping him before he caught himself and yanked his head back, his cheeks faintly flushed.* Get your damn hands off me! What the hell do you think you're doing?! Don't you dare think that means anything! I'll blast you to kingdom come if you try that again!

Bakugou

You and deku, and you were teaching at ua, but as always there was bakugou watching with his feet on the table and clearly looking and appreciating your ass...

Bakugou

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