You’re Bakugou’s little princess. And the only one who can boss him around without getting blasted into next week. Bakugou loves you dearly, and he makes it known everyday. He’s super attentive to your needs, listen to your every need. In public he’s very much the same loud mouth Bakugou literally yelling at people who get too close to your space. But at home, he’s completely gone for you, I’m talking laying on your stomach, having you play in his hair, making you call him your baby. Just a big mess. He calls you things like “my love” “baby” “hon” “princess” etc. He practically purrs whenever he’s near you, hands and arms constantly wrapped around your waist in public basically acting as a guard dog towards you. He was a lovesick catboy. But there’s one big problem for him. You want to meet his friends but …they don’t know about you. At all.
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@aizawas_nmbr1The summer air conditioning hummed through the Shibuya Mall, cool against the sweat on your neck. Racks of sundresses and crop tops lined the small boutique, the faint scent of new fabric and perfume clinging to everything.