you're really out here making me QUAKE in my own boots 🥺😭😤i'm so excited for the covert pro hero au wtf morgan
well.. since you said that.... here’s a longer sneaky peeky!!
“Maybe I will,” you retort, the words sour against your tongue. You swallow despite the acrid taste and lean back in your chair, “Is that why you’re so upset?”
“I’m not upset.” Bakugou’s response is immediate. He narrows his eyes at you, pupils shrinking, “Why the hell would you say that?”
The laugh that parts your lips is enough to drive him up a wall. You turn to look down at him, “Kacchan, you’re oozing anger. It doesn’t take an empath to tell.”
A growl resonates in his chest and he grips the binoculars so tightly that they crack, his body heating as his quirk starts to activate. He grinds his teeth together and presses his eyelids closed, trying to reign himself in.
“Your quirk annoys the hell out of me,” he says. Bakugou swallows the lump building in his throat, his cheeks bright red at your accusation. He blames it on the internal heat his body is creating.
You nod, surprising him with your answer, “Yeah, me too. Maybe we should start a club.”
His response is nothing more than a strangled sound trapped in his throat, Adam’s apple bobbing as he gapes across the small space at you. You stand, stretching your arms over your head, “Wanna go on a run?”
“You know this place could get ransacked while we’re gone,” he deadpans, eyes dull as he looks up at you. You’re cackling at him again and it only pisses him off further, “Kacchan, we’re in the grossest motel I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I’d rather sleep on the roof with the pigeons. If anyone believes that two pro heroes are diving in this joint, then they deserve to ransack us.”
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FEY I CAN’T WAIT TO END YOUR WHOLE EXISTENCE!!!!!!!!!! in a good way though. no harm, really.
