bakugou w a nonchalant reader and whenever he gets angry she softly pinches his cheek
Bakugou couldn't stand it. 'It' being his stupid, insufferable girlfriend, who could never seem to take him seriously. Oh, and he would try so hard. So damn! His eyebrows disappearing into his hairline, his nose flared as if he was a dragon breathing fire. And usually, it worked! It worked so well! He could intimidate just about anyone with his anger. All except his stupid girlfriend. She would probably place her hand in a barking dog's mouth—that's how little she cares. Maybe that was the reason she was able to stick out his explosive self.
He was convinced. She couldn't care less about his anger. Even as he stomped to her in the common room where she sat amongst the rest of his friends, everyone but her knew to back away and not test him in the moment. Everyone but her could see how the man was practically fuming. Grabbing her ankle, Katsuki easily manhandled his girlfriend closer to him, shoving his favorite white hoodie—now tinted pink as a result of her lazy laundry methods of washing everything together—into her lap.
"How many f***ing times have I taught your ass how to do laundry!?"
He huffed, so fitting with the dragon comparisons. Slapping the hoodie down in her lap, he glared at her, his fiery gaze piercing through her blank one. Her usual slow blinks, the amused smirk on her lips only making him angrier by the second.
But before his fury could boil over and spill everywhere, he felt her fingertip nudge his nose, a quiet 'boop' escaping from her lips, and she giggled brightly, satisfied with herself. Leaving Bakugou to blink confused, his lips moving in futile attempts to find the words to prop up his falling facade of anger. His shoulders eventually slumping in defeat as he scoops her up in his arms, his now pink hoodie cradled to his chest.
"Congratulations, on one more of my stolen hoodies to your collection," he growled, carrying her to his room. What else was he supposed to do with his ridiculous frustrations bubbling in his chest? Of course, he would have a long night with his girlfriend, redirecting his anger to more productive outlets.
Buy blu a boba
