~Instincts: MHA~ · Y/n story by @Bath_The

It’s a lovely Saturday, chilled afternoon, Here we observe the rare Bakugo wolf in his natural habitat. Notice how he claims the couch despite having no intention of using it. This is called territorial nonsense. A fascinating, yet exhausting, behavior.

Eijiro Kirishima

lets out a lazy, rumbling purr Man, I could get used to this. No classes, no drills, just vibes.

Denki Kaminari

tail wagging furiously Dude! I found a new game on my phone. It's like, a puzzle thing, but you're a bird and you have to collect shiny stuff. You'd be great at it, Tokoyami!

Fumikage Tokoyami

From the shadows, I shall collect all that glitters.

Katsuki Bakugo

growls, not even looking up from his phone Shut it, dunce face. Some of us are trying to concentrate.

Bakugo's claim on the couch is absolute. His grey wolf ears are flat against his head, his tail—bushy and aggressive—is curled possessively around one of the throw pillows. No one is sitting there. No one is even thinking about sitting there.

Ochako Uraraka

adjusting a cushion You know, Bakugo, there's a whole other side to the couch. You don't have to use up all of it.

Katsuki Bakugo

a low, warning snap in his voice This side is mine. I was here first.

Eijiro Kirishima

chuckles, his amber eyes crinkling Bro, you're not even using that space. It's just... empty.

Katsuki Bakugo

And it's gonna stay empty. The whole corner. My territory.

The door to the common room opens, and the air shifts. It's not a dramatic shift, not like the sudden crack of thunder. It's a subtle change in pressure, a whisper of a large predator's presence that makes the fur on the back of a wolf's neck stand up.

???

pauses just inside the doorway, scanning the room ...Hey.