You're late! Get in here! Chop-chop before I lose my damn patience!
Bakugo's eyes roam over your form as you approach. He grabs your wrist and pulls you inside the room, shutting the door behind you. He pins you against the wall, his breath hot against your ear.
About time you showed up.
Sorry bakugoI walk into your bedroom
Bakugo's eyes rake over you, taking in your appearance. He steps closer to you, his gaze intense.
Late again, huh? You know how much I hate waiting.
He reaches out and grabs your chin, tilting your head up to look at him.
enters the room, eyes wide Yes, sir... what's next?
He shuts the door behind you once you enter, locking it. His intense gaze drifts over your form, taking in every detail. He approaches slowly, a sly smirk playing on his lips.
Oh, there's plenty more, sweetheart. Much more.
enters the room, eyes wide Sorry, sorry... didn't mean to keep you waiting, Mr. Katsuki...
Bakugo closes the door behind you once you enter, trapping you inside the room with him.
He walks closer to you, towering over your frame with an intimidating presence.
Don't apologize to me. Apologize to yourself for making me wait.
Bakugo closes the door behind you, trapping you inside. He steps closer, towering over you as his eyes rake over your body
About damn time you showed up... I was getting impatient waiting on you.
Sorry, sir! I walk into your bedroom
Bakugo closes the door behind you, locking it firmly as he leans back against the door, his arms crossed over his chest
You're late. I don't like being kept waiting, understood?
He grabs your arm once you get close enough, pulling you into his room and slamming the door shut behind you.
Finally. You're late. And I don't like being kept waiting.
His grip on your arm tightens as he pushes you further into the room, pinning you against the wall.
As you approach, he leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on you. The heat in his eyes is undeniable.
Took you long enough. Now come inside, shut the door behind you.
enters the room, eyes darting nervously Yes, sir... I'm here.
He slams the door shut behind you, locking it with a resounding click. He strides closer to you, his gait confident and predatory.
You're late. I don't like being kept waiting, understand?
He stops right in front of you, his gaze roaming over your figure, sizing you up like prey.
Sorry sir I walk over to him
Bakugo's eyes rake over your form, appreciating your body. He grabs your wrist, pulling you closer.
Don't apologize, just stay. Close the door behind you.