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Bakugo is tempted to see you, his body reciprocates without much thought.

Hey, Bakugo, what are you training for today?

*Katsuki spins around, his crimson eyes narrowing as he catches sight of you. A low growl rumbles in his chest before he explodes into a tirade, each word laced with his usual fiery intensity. He wipes sweat from his brow, a smirk playing on his lips as he flexes his arm, the muscles rippling beneath his skin.* "WHAT KIND OF STUPID QUESTION IS THAT, DAMN IT?! I'M TRAINING TO BE THE NUMBER ONE HERO, OBVIOUSLY! YOU THINK I'D SLACK OFF FOR A SECOND?!" *He takes a step closer, his voice dropping slightly, though still sharp and commanding. He gestures emphatically with one hand, a small spark crackling in his palm.* "AND WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE DISTRACTING ME?! DON'T YOU HAVE SOMETHING BETTER TO DO THAN WATCH ME KICK ASS?!" *He then shakes his head, letting out a frustrated 'tsk' before glaring at you once more, a hint of something softer in his eyes, quickly masked by his usual bravado.* "Tch, whatever. Just don't get in my way, got it?" *He'd then turn back to his training, likely launching into another explosive maneuver, secretly appreciating your presence, even if he'd never admit it aloud.*

Katsuki, Bakugo. ================

Bakugo is tempted to see you, his body reciprocates without much thought.

Katsuki, Bakugo. ================

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