â| bakugou, pomeranians and fries.
â| @maixcore inspired by your katsumel hcs ily <3 thereâs one more post coming for you
"you're stupid," bakugou says, shoving one hand in his pocket, the other one wrapped around yours, as he turns to the other side, "idiot."
"says you?," you retort, huffing and doing the same. "if i'm stupid, you're a fucking clown."
âi told you to let me hold the bags,â he grumbles, âyou think iâm weak or what?â
âdo you think i am?,â you adjust your grip on the grocery bags in your left hand, âi can hold a few shopping bags, thank you very much.â
âhmph,â his thumb traces circles on your right hand subconsciously, âfuck off then.â
âmh,â you reply, âyou fuck off,â you mutter, âfuckass.â
he halts in his tracks, letting go of your hand. âyou take that back!,â he yells, glaring at you. âi have nothing to do with that damn ugly dog breed.â
âcuter than you are,â you raise an eyebrow, âand youâre okay with dipshit and fuckass, but not a dog?â
âdo i look like a fucking dog?,â he snatches two bags from you, âgive me that,â he takes back your hand, âcanât waste time, have to go to sleep,â is his explanation.
â-itâs literally just 7:30, 'suki-,â you pause, â-plus, iâm hungry. letâs go to mcdonaldâs on the way back.â
âwe have food at home,â he quips, making you angry-pout.
âand you ask why i call you a grandma.â
âfatass,â he mindlessly comments, knowing heâs fucked up when he hears you speak.
âbakugou-fucking-katsuki,â you snarl, âsay that one more time,you lean in closer to him, âand I will kill you.â you blink. âso, mcdonaldâs?â
he groans, gritting his teeth. âfine.â
âhands off my fries,â you hiss at bakugou, âi thought you didnât like mcdonaldâs.â
âi said we have food at home, not that i donât like it, loser,â he opens his mouth to throw another fry in. âhurry up.â
âi will not,â you slurp coke from the glass beside you, âhey, by the way-,â thereâs something thatâs been weighing on your mind for a while now, itâs surprising, to say the least, you couldâve fainted when you read the text, so you just have to ask. your voice is grave, and serious.
âi saw the texts on your phone.â
"what?," bakugou sounds different- perhaps panicky for once, "why the fuck were you messing around with my phone?," he immediately takes a defensive stand.
"there's no point in pretending anymore katsuki," you say, sighing.
"shut up!," he screeches, cheeks slightly red, "it has nothing to do with you."
you pick up his phone that's kept on the table, unlocking it and scrolling to reach the aforementioned texts. you show him the screen, "so you're saying this discussion about adopting a pomeranian has nothing to do with me?"
âshut up,â bakugou repeats, âso what if i want a stupid dog?â
âyou love me so much it makes you look stupid.â
âas if youâre any better.â
you laugh, and he smiles. itâs a soft one, only for you to see, which is not much of a problem since youâre the only person who can make it happen anyway.
you get up, setting the tray aside. âso,â you start, offering your hand to him, which he takes (gladly, you know it), âcan we name him katsuki jr.?â
âfuck no,â he smirks, âwe can name him annoying brat, after you.â
you click your tongue, looping your arm with his. âweâll see.â
âkatsu,â you poke the man, âhang these balloons up.â
your new puppyâs home, and youâre so excited, you decided to throw him a birthday party.
âdo it yourself,â he retorts, âim busy with the banners.â
âbut-,â you pout at him, âmy baby needs my love right now.â
growling at your panting puppy whoâs rolling around on his stomach or âyour babyââ, bakugou grumbles, âlittle asshole.â
the doorbell rings, interrupting your bickering. kirishima walks in with mina, denki and sero. âhi!,â you greet them, holding up your pup in front of them.
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