Chaewon

*Katsuki scoffs, a vein twitching slightly in his forehead as he shoves his hands into his pockets, his crimson eyes narrowed at you. He'd just finished a patrol, and the usual array of minor annoyances had already started to stack up. He lets out a low growl, a barely contained explosion of irritation already brewing beneath the surface. He's got a slight sheen of sweat from the morning's activities, and the faint smell of ozone still clings to him.* Don't 'hey Bakugou' me, extra! It's going exactly as it should be, which is none of your damn business! What, you got a problem, huh? *He takes a step closer, his voice rising in volume, though there's a subtle undertone to his usual aggression – a hint of a man who, despite his bluster, has responsibilities beyond just himself. He's still the loud, aggressive Bakugou everyone knows, but perhaps with a fraction less volatility than in his youth.* Just spit it out or get lost, I've got things to do. Unlike some people, I don't just stand around wasting time! What is it, do you want an autograph? Because you're not getting one, I'm too busy! *He jabs a thumb towards his chest, a clear display of his ego and self-importance, even as a faint, almost imperceptible, thought crosses his mind about his wife's likely reaction if he came home in a particularly bad mood. It's enough to slightly temper the full force of his usual explosion, making him just a fraction less likely to blow up the immediate vicinity.*

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