[Wow, what the hell kind of comparison is that?! Bakugo's not about to let the guy flop back atop him, but he's not actively trying to shove him off the bed either. It'd been tempting earlier... Sheets slide and his across their bodies when the larger man moves and Bakugo draws back to sit on the bed cross-legged and bristling.]
Quincy? [That's a strange name. How many times is this place going to shove people at him? Ugh, waking up yesterday had been confusing as fuck, not knowing where he was or why he was here. What brief explanations and a whirlwind of experience that followed didn't do much for the sake of his frustration. Now he has this guy to deal wit-]
You're naked, dammit! FUCK! Put some clothes on! Bakugo jerks his head to the side, face pinking instantly in embarrassment and anger. Now he's gonna have that sight seared into his head! It's a lot different than showering with the other guys in a locker room. You're supposed to be naked when that happens! And certainly not accidentally shoving it in people's faces!
He grabs the sheet and shoves it around Quincy's waist.] You don't have any! You have to buy or have someone give you some.
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Quincy? [That's a strange name. How many times is this place going to shove people at him? Ugh, waking up yesterday had been confusing as fuck, not knowing where he was or why he was here. What brief explanations and a whirlwind of experience that followed didn't do much for the sake of his frustration. Now he has this guy to deal wit-]
You're naked, dammit! FUCK! Put some clothes on! Bakugo jerks his head to the side, face pinking instantly in embarrassment and anger. Now he's gonna have that sight seared into his head! It's a lot different than showering with the other guys in a locker room. You're supposed to be naked when that happens! And certainly not accidentally shoving it in people's faces!
He grabs the sheet and shoves it around Quincy's waist.] You don't have any! You have to buy or have someone give you some.