٭ 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 ٭

You had gone out with your boyfriend, Katsuki, on a quiet outing with your friends and his.

It was time to say goodbye. You were holding his arm, leaning on him without a second thought. He let you do whatever you wanted. His other hand rested in his pants pocket, but his eyes were fixed on Kirishima, Sero, and Denki, who were murmuring something among themselves.

"Hey, Bakugo... how about we go to that bar a few blocks away?"

Sero proposed, carefully choosing each word.

They knew what he was like. They knew that if you didn't approve, he wouldn't budge an inch. And if anyone pushed him without your approval, Bakugo could explode. Literally.

"Yes, Katsuki."

Denki added, approaching with that confident smile that already had Bakugo on edge.

"It will be fun."

His other friend also approached.

"Let's go, bro."

Kirishima whispered, as if trying to reinforce the shield the three of them formed. A shield between him and your stern "No."

Katsuki rolled his eyes hard. Of course he wanted to go. Of course he needed to let off some steam. But he also knew you weren't a big fan of that plan.

He moved the arm you were hugging, seeking your attention.

You turned around and looked him straight in the eyes.

He held your gaze… but then looked away. As if looking at you made him feel more exposed than he wanted. His eyes shifted to Denki, who was still too close. Too relaxed. Too… confident.

And then he spoke.

"Whatever my wife says"

He blurted out, in a hoarse tone, that he didn't seem to care about the urgency of you saying a simple "Yes".

He moved his arm again. This time not just to get your attention, but as a plea.