i feel like bakugo’s the type to get petty when you guys get into an argument. like he would probably tighten the lid on every jar or container he could get his hands on just so you go to him for help.
you guys would be outside having a meal after your long day of hero work and on your way home someone could be blatantly catcalling you and you would just ignore them because you didn’t have the energy to deal with guys like that.
but he would get upset and ask why you always let them step all over you and you would tell him to not make a big deal out of it and one thing leads to another.
it would be passive aggressive comments and remarks thrown from the elevator to the hallway to inside your shared apartment.
you were heated and annoyed and just wanted to have peace so you pulled up the bigger pants, shut the bathroom door (more like slammed), and was ready to decompress and soak in a bubble bath.
an hour later when you had calmed down, you went into the kitchen. bakugo was sitting on the couch across from the kitchen island on his phone, suspiciously quiet.
you didn’t want to say anything because you knew you shouldn’t have escalated the situation but you weren’t wrong and you were stubborn enough to stand by what you said.
you just decided to grab a little snack. could be a pickle, could be a jar candied orange peels, anything with a lid.
you took the container and twisted the top.
nothing happens.
you try again, and low and behold nothing happens again.
questions marks basically appeared around your head. you were sure this container wasn’t new and it had been opened before.
“need a hand?” you heard his voice.
“i’ve got it under control” you replied with a snappy tone in your voice.
fine, you just had to settle with another snack then.
you casually placed the container back in the fridge in exchange for another one. this one you knew you had just opened this morning and there was no way you would struggle with it.
until you did.
little grunts of frustration left your lips as you tried with all your might to open it. you were seriously considering just breaking the container to get to your little treat when a shadow overlapped yours.
suddenly you were caged by two arms on both sides. he reached around you almost enveloping you in a hug as he takes the jar from your hands and open the lid effortlessly without a sound.
you can feel his chest against your back and you can see the muscles working as he untwisted the lid and set the jar back down.
“all you had to do was ask” he whispered in your ear.
“i told you i had it under control-“ you were cut off with a kiss as he tilts your head to the side with one hand and the other snaked its way around your waist.
no words needed to be said as you melted into the kiss, and him guiding you around the counter and towards your room, not breaking contact for a moment. The treat was left on the counter. lid open and everything. completely forgotten in exchange for another snack.
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i felt like i had to share this with the rest of the world. and i def also didn’t expect my last post to be that well received. for ppl asking for a pt 2 to that one, idk if i would be able to make a part 2. my creative juices r not flowing like that was meant to be a one shot 😭😭. however, if i come up w smthing ill def post it.
also, if you guys have any requests please lmk cause i lowkey love writing these little headcanons.


















