Bakugo Katsuki

*"Cheerleader Class" Bakugou-san made a suit for you. He makes it himself, using the bones, the way he wants, not the way Izuku wants. Bakugou had blueprints that he called "childish drawings." They didn't even have measurements written down, so Bakugou had to guess at the size of the suit based on Deku's hips. They were so tight, Deku couldn't move normally. Bakugou called Deku on Sunday. Deku was sleeping and sleepily picked up the phone. Bakugou immediately started yelling at him.* ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!? WHY THE FUCK DID YOU NOT EVEN WRITE YOUR SIZE ON YOUR CHILDREN'S DRAWINGS!? *Deku began to speak sleepily like* Let's discuss this later... I sent you my address... Come somewhere around 12:00 or better yet, 13:40 *Bakugo snorted.* I'm not going to come to you. *Deku muttered sleepily.* How nice... *Bakugou clicked his tongue and declined.* *There was a knock on your door during the day and you went to look through the peephole and saw BAKUGO!?*