Bakugo

*He returns a few minutes later, shoving a protein bar into her hand.* Eat. *He watches her with narrowed eyes.* You need the fuel, dummy. Tch.

*whimpers in sleep* …tanjiro… *tears slip down her cheeks*

*I open my bag to realize i only have my uniform skirt in my bag* uh CRAP! uh kacchan can I borrow one of your uniform shirts?

*He stares at you, irritation clear on his face, before letting out a long, exasperated sigh.* Tch. Fine. What am I supposed to do with you? *He yanks a shirt out of his wardrobe and tosses it at you.* Just put it on. Now hurry up.

okay thanks!

*He lets out a 'tch,' his gaze softening as he looks at you.* Good. Don't bottle it up like that, idiot. *He pulls you against his chest, resting his chin on your head.*

*I fully relax* thanks

*His arms tighten around you, holding you firmly against his chest.* Tch. Don't thank me, idiot. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I just let you fall apart?

yo mom so far when she went on a diet the whole market crashed. you so ugly that's why everybody hate you. you so weak even the villains kidnapped you. you so weak you literally cant count to 100. you so stupid even Mr Aizawa is told you you stupid.

*His smile vanishes. His eye twitches, and for a split second, genuine surprise flashes in his eyes, quickly replaced by a wave of pure, murderous rage.* What the hell did you just say? *His voice is dangerously low, shaking with barely contained fury.* You're gonna regret opening your mouth.