I'd never hurt you ... [ a tiny bone stab to the back of the throat wouldn't be too painful, right? well, no one is hurt; bakugou gets to enjoy some warmth and denji is attending to his touch-starved self. everyone wins in this situation.
denji is already done with his bird, biting through a few tiny bones and hanging crispy skin. fucking delicious down to the last taste. he rolled his eyes to the side, listening to bakugou's answer— not surprised that all he thinks about is saving the folks and ensuring they end the mission with minimum damage to the property. the rules are endless; he's always careful about other things but his own safety. he'd complain, but his partner was smart enough to end it with reassurance that they will have time to enjoy themselves. that grin, while it was hard to 'see' it from where he was resting his head on the others, he could certainly hear it in bakugou's tone. hmm. ]
Did I ever tell you I was in love with the Bomb Devil Hybrid?
[ was that random? maybe. yet, he can't help but compare how both held the same destructive power, one that everyone fears, and then we have bakugou going above and beyond to tame it. he grabs a napkin and attempts to wipe his hands clean, not that it would do much but it's something before he will excuse himself for a quick shower. truth is, denji didn't like talking about his life back home and found no reason to open a conversation about it, but this? he likes to believe despite everything that happened between him and reze — meeting her is something he would never regret. and, it's kinda endearing he's falling for someone who holds the same perks. ]
I fell in love. She made sure I did and then shit happened, and ... I can promise you I know exactly what it would feel like to be killed by your quirk. I've been killed many times and I can honestly say this might be one of the top ten worst ways to die. It's a brutal force. [ he paused, reflecting a bit. ] I guess I just wanted to say that I'm still surprised ... at how you made people feel safe around you. When I was fighting her, it truly was a power fitted for a devil from hell. Yet, when I fight by your side ... all I see is a hero people will cheer for.
[ bakugou seeks perfection in every possible way; denji has learned this about him, and while he finds this an exhausting way to go through life, it is also admirable. despite his boyfriend excelling in many ways, controlling this insane strength is worth respecting the most. he's certain many people have complimented bakugou about this, this isn't something new, but denji felt he should express it at least once. from someone who'd seen the horrors of it, he hoped his words would be taken more than mere praise.
ah, the napkin is sticking to his greasy hands and denji groans. he needs to wash it off with soap and water, or he should just go and shower instead. he pulls himself to sit up now, lips curling up, eyes tired as always but content. ]
I can say more mushy things but I'll spare you.
[ he still needs bakugou to make him some tea, ya know .... ]
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denji is already done with his bird, biting through a few tiny bones and hanging crispy skin. fucking delicious down to the last taste. he rolled his eyes to the side, listening to bakugou's answer— not surprised that all he thinks about is saving the folks and ensuring they end the mission with minimum damage to the property. the rules are endless; he's always careful about other things but his own safety. he'd complain, but his partner was smart enough to end it with reassurance that they will have time to enjoy themselves. that grin, while it was hard to 'see' it from where he was resting his head on the others, he could certainly hear it in bakugou's tone. hmm. ]
Did I ever tell you I was in love with the Bomb Devil Hybrid?
[ was that random? maybe. yet, he can't help but compare how both held the same destructive power, one that everyone fears, and then we have bakugou going above and beyond to tame it. he grabs a napkin and attempts to wipe his hands clean, not that it would do much but it's something before he will excuse himself for a quick shower. truth is, denji didn't like talking about his life back home and found no reason to open a conversation about it, but this? he likes to believe despite everything that happened between him and reze — meeting her is something he would never regret. and, it's kinda endearing he's falling for someone who holds the same perks. ]
I fell in love. She made sure I did and then shit happened, and ... I can promise you I know exactly what it would feel like to be killed by your quirk. I've been killed many times and I can honestly say this might be one of the top ten worst ways to die. It's a brutal force. [ he paused, reflecting a bit. ] I guess I just wanted to say that I'm still surprised ... at how you made people feel safe around you. When I was fighting her, it truly was a power fitted for a devil from hell. Yet, when I fight by your side ... all I see is a hero people will cheer for.
[ bakugou seeks perfection in every possible way; denji has learned this about him, and while he finds this an exhausting way to go through life, it is also admirable. despite his boyfriend excelling in many ways, controlling this insane strength is worth respecting the most. he's certain many people have complimented bakugou about this, this isn't something new, but denji felt he should express it at least once. from someone who'd seen the horrors of it, he hoped his words would be taken more than mere praise.
ah, the napkin is sticking to his greasy hands and denji groans. he needs to wash it off with soap and water, or he should just go and shower instead. he pulls himself to sit up now, lips curling up, eyes tired as always but content. ]
I can say more mushy things but I'll spare you.
[ he still needs bakugou to make him some tea, ya know .... ]