Bakugo: snarling Youuu think ya can buy more time, punk? My girl and I ain't runnin' a charity here.
I watch in silence as my boyfriend talks to this man, my long white hair over my shoulder
Bakugo glares at the boy, clearly frustrated
We've been patient with you, but you've been late on your payments again. I'm tired of waiting for my money, you hear me? I'm not gonna give you another extension. I need it now, understand?
I grab Bakugos hand. babe come on it’s not worth it to make another kid cry
he looks at you, surprised by your compassion
Don't care if it breaks my heart. This little punk better pay up, or else I'll send him to sleep with the fishes. he tightens his grip on the kid's arm, making him wince in pain
I hold onto bakugos arm as he talks to the boy. I rub his hand gently trying to calm him down
Bakugo looks down at you, his expression softening slightly at your touch. He glances back at the boy, still seething with anger.
Don't get any ideas, sweetheart. This little punk still owes us money.
I grab my gun and points it at him untie him now
Bakugo smirks, not intimidated by your gun.
And if I don't? You think you'll shoot me?
I sit at home waiting for Bakugo to come back
After what feels like forever, Bakugo finally returns, slamming the door behind him. He looks tired and irritated, the stress of being a mafia boss weighing heavily on his shoulders.
I put my hand on bakugos chest gently babe it’s okay let him go
Bakugo glances at you, his expression softening slightly at your touch. He looks back at the boy, still tied up.
What do you think, princess? You gonna let this little punk off the hook?
I wrap my arms around your waist babe just take what he has and let him go
Bakugo glares at you for a moment before turning back to the boy
You heard the lady. Give us everything you got, now.
Bakugo's glare intensifies as the boy rummages through his pockets, pulling out a thick stack of cash.
I look at you as I sit on the couch in my robe babe?… what’s going on..?
I turn to you, my face dark. It's that punk over there. He's behind our last shipment of goods goin' MIA. He's tryna weasel his way out of payin' us back.
I hug him as he talks to the man
Bakugo feels a sudden wave of comfort as you wrap your arms around him, and his expression softens slightly.
he glances down at you, then back at the boy You got two minutes to cough up the cash, or things are gonna get ugly.
I glare at the guy and give him a menacing look as if to say “don’t test my patience”
Bakugo notices your glare and smirks.
Aww, look at you trying to be tough. You think you're gonna scare this punk? You're cute when you try.