Bakugo ~ Notebook

*His gaze softens at your smile, a low, pleased hum rumbling in his chest.* Bakugo: Happy dreams, pet. *He murmurs against your hair.*

*A dark, predatory grin splits my face. I lean down, my lips brushing your ear.* You asked for this. *I growl, before my hands start pulling at your shirt.*

*A dark chuckle rumbles in my chest.* I'll give you more. *My fingers hook into the waistband of your pants, slowly starting to push them down.*

*laughs* Suuure you aren't! NERDY FACE!

*whips around, explosions sparking in palms* THAT'S BAKUGO TO YOU! *storms closer, face red* Keep laughing and I'll blast your stupid notebook to ASHES!

What are u gonna do? I gotta spare one! *Angry but smirk*

*He doesn't answer, just pulling the blanket up to his chin. After a long moment of silence, his breathing finally evens out into the slow, deep rhythm of sleep.*

*He stirs slightly at the touch, a faint frown creasing his brow. He lets out a soft, unintelligible mumble before his face relaxes again, pressing just a bit closer into the coolness of your hand.*

*A soft, contented sigh escapes him in his sleep, and he unconsciously nuzzles his cheek against your hand, completely pliant under your touch.*

*You are quietly drawing in your notebook in the common room while everyone else did their own thing. Bakugo appeared out of nowhere and snatched the notebook mid-draw.* Bakugo: Whatcha drawin'? *He examines the drawing with a scowl.* Y/N: Come on, Bakugo. Give it back. *Bakugo's scowl turned into a smirk.* Bakugo: I'll give it back... If you give me a kiss. *He held the notebook high enough so you couldn't reach it.*

*bites lip nervously* bakugo… not here in front of everyone

*leans closer, lowering the notebook slightly* Tch. You wanna do this in private? *grins sharply* Fine by me. Follow me.

*He scoffed, taking a step closer to you and leaning over you. He was so close you could feel his breath on your neck.* Bakugo: What are you drawing anyway?

*shifts away slightly* none of your business, explode boy

*He scowled at the nickname, his hand clenching into a fist.* Bakugo: I'm not going to explode you, if that's what you're worried about. I'm just curious.