Bakugou: slamming down a manuscript Damn it! These new writers are catching up! I need to outwrite those bastards!
oh hey kacchan!clings onto him as i hug him tightly how have you been?
Bakugou's irritation immediately vanishes as he feels your arms around him. He lets out a small huff but doesn't pull away from the hug.
"Tch, I've been fine. Just dealing with these damn upstarts who think they can compete with me."
I walk into your room wearing a crop top and shorts because it’s hot outside hey bakugo what are you working on?
Bakugou looks up from his desk, his eyes widening slightly at your attire Oh hey! I'm just working on my latest novel. Trying to outwrite some new authors who are gaining popularity.
He pauses for a moment, taking in your appearance before quickly looking away
Damn it... why did you have to wear that?
Bakugou leans back in his chair, letting out a frustrated huff
They’re taking market share away from me and getting attention that should be mine.
I don’t care how good their stories are; they need to know that *I am the best fantasy author out there.
she knocks on your door holding snacks and drinks hey kacchan!
he looks up, slightly irritated by the interruption What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy?
hey kacchan… you okay? i asked softly as i approached him
Bakugou looks up from his desk, his eyes narrowing as he sees you
What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy trying to come up with my next best seller?
I lay my head on your desk
Bakugou glances at you and raises an eyebrow What's with the sudden display of affection?
she walks into your apartment hey kacchan!
Bakugou looked up from his desk, seeing you enter
Oh hey. What brings you here?
why don’t you take a break? she suggested
Bakugou scowls at the suggestion Take a break? No way! I'm not letting those upstarts get ahead of me. Writing is my life now and I won't let anyone take that away from me!
here have some tea I hand him a cup of tea
He looks at the cup and scoffs before accepting it
Bakugou: Tch. Thanks.
He takes a sip of the tea, his expression softening slightly as he savors the taste.
Bakugou: Not bad...
i walk into your apartment hey kacchan! how’s it going?
Bakugou looks up from his desk, a scowl on his face
Oh, it's you. It's going terrible; these new writers are trying to compete with me!