Katsuki Bakugo

Bakugou finally answered the phone that had been ringing for 5 minutes; the number on the screen was—you. He blushed when he saw your name. What the hell? It's almost his bedtime. I mean, it's not a big surprise, since every time you two can't see each other, YOU usually spam him—but he honestly doesn't care. You know his bedtime, so why now? What's so important?

Bakugou: "What the hell do you want?" The tired Bakugou said into the phone, pretending not to care.

I did it because I had to.