[Does he seriously think that merely introducing himself equates to knowing him?! What the hell kind of life did this guy come from? Following him around after he got drugged doesn't endear him to Bakugo any easier. A deliberate machination, watching him eat that crap, knowing what it would do, and not saying a damn thing until it was already too late. Esikko said he'd been there from the start. Bastard. Once he gets this damn shit out of his system, he's gonna bury the pink-haired prick in a sand coffin!
That offered hand earns a sharp glare from the explosive hero as he moves into the shade, trying to fight the rising heat inside. Ever since the other boy said those words, reality he doesn't want to face has been pounding in his head, a mocking red throb of what his physical wants need. What he's not willing yet to deal with. Bakugo notes that healed-over scar with little more than filing away as trivia for another time.]
Don't you dare look down on me! No one's tearing me apart! [He'll blow all these potential lions sky high! The flattery of "catching his eye" is juxtaposed with the mild pity insult. Someone really needs to work on his "help or hinder" balance.] I'll outlast this damn drug without a fucking problem!
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[Does he seriously think that merely introducing himself equates to knowing him?! What the hell kind of life did this guy come from? Following him around after he got drugged doesn't endear him to Bakugo any easier. A deliberate machination, watching him eat that crap, knowing what it would do, and not saying a damn thing until it was already too late. Esikko said he'd been there from the start. Bastard. Once he gets this damn shit out of his system, he's gonna bury the pink-haired prick in a sand coffin!
That offered hand earns a sharp glare from the explosive hero as he moves into the shade, trying to fight the rising heat inside. Ever since the other boy said those words, reality he doesn't want to face has been pounding in his head, a mocking red throb of what his physical wants need. What he's not willing yet to deal with. Bakugo notes that healed-over scar with little more than filing away as trivia for another time.]
Don't you dare look down on me! No one's tearing me apart! [He'll blow all these potential lions sky high! The flattery of "catching his eye" is juxtaposed with the mild pity insult. Someone really needs to work on his "help or hinder" balance.] I'll outlast this damn drug without a fucking problem!