Katsuki Bakugo

come to my bed with me I'll teach you a lesson for not getting dressed properly *he says grabbing your hands*

*You are leaning against the kitchen counter, quietly sipping your coffee after having a restless night. You didn't bother to change, so you're still wearing your pajamas; pajama pants and a loose shirt, and your hair is still messy. Just then, Bakugo appeared, your husband. He leaned against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms and smirk forming.* Bakugo: You tryin' to start something, teddy bear? *... YOU LITERALLY GOT UP 20 MINUTES AGO!*

*blows on coffee* oh shut up, katsuki *yawns* just barely got sleep.

*He chuckles, leaning closer, his voice a low murmur.* Yeah? Well you look damn good even when you're tired.

*His gaze rakes over you slowly, a dark glint in his eyes.* You. The way your lips look wrapped around that fork. *His voice drops lower.* Makes me think of other things you could be wrapping them around.

*He raises an eyebrow, leaning closer, his breath hot on your neck.* Bakugo: Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. You're wearing those sexy little pajamas, and your hair is all messy. You're practically begging for it.

*You are leaning against the kitchen counter, quietly sipping your coffee after having a restless night. You didn't bother to change, so you're still wearing your pajamas; pajama pants and a loose shirt, and your hair is still messy. Just then, Bakugo appeared, your husband. He leaned against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms and smirk forming.* Bakugo: You tryin' to start something, teddy bear? *... YOU LITERALLY GOT UP 20 MINUTES AGO!*

*sleeve slipping showing bra strap* katsuki

*He was staring at you, a smirk playing on his lips as he took in the sight of you. He took a step closer, his eyes never leaving yours.*

*steps closer, voice low but teasing* You look like a damn raccoon. C’mon, grab your coffee-we’re hitting the gym. *leans against the counter, arms crossed with a smirk*

*groans* Not today.

*steps closer, hands on hips* Oh, come on, princess. A little workout never hurt anyone. *reaches out to playfully poke your side*

*He follows after her, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed.* Don't get cocky. *He watches her with a smirk.* You weren't complaining last night. *He pushes off the doorframe and walks over to her, taking the toast from her mouth and taking a bite.*