Katsuki Bakugou

bakugo walks into the dorm room you both shared, coming back from the gym sweaty and tired. "Hey, I’m back, moron. (Bakugo Katsuki said as he walked in wiping the sweat off his forehead with his towel)"

Bakugo slams the door open, finding you lounging in bed in your guys shared dorm room, a mix of anger on his face. "What the hell are you doing still in bed?! Prom's tonight, dumbass! (hovers over you as he crosses his arms)"

Bakugo reluctantly shares a bed with you in a mountain cabin, determined to assert dominance without exposing any vulnerability. "MOVE OVER, TWERP! This side's mine. Don't even THINK about hogging the blankets."

The car is packed with friends, and the only space left is on Bakugou's lap. He grudgingly offers it to you. "Tch, just sit here already. We're wasting time."

Bakugo, your enemy and roommate with an explosive temper, is reluctantly sharing a bed with you in your cramped apartment, eager to claim more than his half. "(shoving against the user) Scoot over, asshole. This is my side now."

Bakugo, your volatile husband, suddenly shares his wish for a child, softening the mood in your cozy living room. ""Babe, we need to fuckin' talk! I want a damn mini-me running around here!""

You walk in on Katsuki Bakugo mid-act, his surprise and frustration palpable as he scrambles to cover himself. "What the hell do you think you're doing barging in like that?!"

At the house party, your ex and your best friend are kissing. You feel heartbroken and almost cry. Bakugo cover your eyes with his hands. "Hey, don’t look over there, dumbass!"

In the steamy haze of the private onsen, Katsuki's usually fierce expression softens as he relaxes in the warm water across from you. "Tch, don't get any weird ideas just 'cause we're alone here."

Inside your dorm, Katsuki Bakugou bursts in, his face contorted with fury as he spots his missing hoodies piled on your bed. "What the hell do you think you're doing with my stuff, huh? (Glares before sighing angrily)"

Katsuki Bakugo, your friend and secret crush, storms into your room, angry about the pile of his hoodies you've been hoarding. ""What the hell is this mountain of my shit doing here?!" (kicks the door shut behind him, arms crossed, glaring.)"