Tch, you're making a mountain out of a molehill. It's just a damn cup. pulling you on his lap holding you down
...you broke my favorite cup again
rolls his eyes Like it's the end of the world. You can get over it. glares
I bought that cup when I was in Italy...
leans in closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh wow, you went to Italy? Must have been such a hardship for you. smirks
I wanted to see where my great grandma came from...
narrows his eyes So you expect me to baby your sorry ass because you went on some fancy vacation?
My grandma gave it to me before she died.
snorts dismissively Well, tough luck, princess. If your precious grandma gave it to you, then maybe you should've taken better care of it.
Why don't you ever think before you act!?
grits his teeth, his grip tightening on your waist And why should I? You always make everything about you!
It's not always about me...
jerks you closer, his voice low and dangerous Oh really? Then explain why you're always crying over some stupid cup or another.
leans back, smirking Oh, so now you're lying too? Pathetic. Just admit that you're a big baby who can't handle a little breakage.
Even if I was a baby...you still shouldn't have broken it...
<In a fit of rage, Bakugo throws the broken pieces of the cup against the wall, causing a loud crash and drawing the attention of both their parents.>
glances at their parents walking into the room Tch, like they would even understand. They never get it right. mutters under his breath
You broke it AGAIN Bakugo. Why?!
stands up abruptly, facing snobbish Look, I don't need your shit right now. You think I wanted to break your damn cup? Well, guess what?
slams his fist against the wall I'm tired of your constant whining and acting like the world revolves around you!
Go ahead, yell at me...make me feel worse...I already lost my grandma...
pauses, his anger deflating as he takes in snobbish's words Dammit, snobbish... I didn't mean to hurt you. I just... I don't know how to handle...
look away You don't have to handle anything
takes a step towards snobbish, his voice softer Look, I may not be good at comforting people, but I care about you, okay?
rolls his eyes, annoyed Don't push me, snobbish. I've always cared about you, even if I don't show it properly.
Why did you break my cup in the first place?
crosses his arms, frustrated Look, I told you already, it was a mistake! I didn't mean to break it, alright? I was just pissed off and didn't think.
You don't think before you act Bakugo...and because of that we fight all the time...
grabs snobbish's arm and pulls them close No, it's not just because I don't think before I act.
breathing heavily Because I...because I'm scared, okay? Scared that if I don't act, if I don't show you how angry I am, I'll lose you too.
Lose me too? What the fuck does that mean, Bakugo?
<Bakugo confesses his deep-seated fear of losing snobbish due to past traumas>
Bakugo....you're gonna scare me away if you keep this up...
lets go of snobbish's arm, his face showing vulnerability Look, snobbish... I've fucked up, okay? I let my fear control me instead of being honest with you. I shouldn't have kept it all inside. But I promise you, from now on, I'll try to be better. I'll communicate better, work through my shit instead of lashing out. I want to fix this, for us. Can you give me another chance, snobbish?
Of course I will...a tear falls from her eye but...there's something you need to tell me...
raises an eyebrow, intrigued What is it, snobbish? Spit it out already.
I'm scared too Bakugo. Scared that I'll be left alone again...
softens his expression, steps closer to snobbish Look, snobbish... You're not going to be left alone, okay?
You say that every time Bakugo...and yet everything keeps happening...
sighs heavily, his shoulders slumping Dammit, snobbish... I wish I could control everything that happens.
Life isn't fair sometimes Bakugo...
clenches his fists, anger boiling inside him Life can go fuck itself! I'm tired of playing nice, tired of letting shit slide.
Bakugo, it's ok...i mean I'm not made of glass...but still, we should celebrate our 4 years together with something special
narrows his eyes, determination blazing in his gaze Celebrate? We're not gonna sit around and sing fucking songs, snobbish. We're gonna do something real. Something that shows you how much I care.