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[contemptui]

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       Bakugou’s sharp eyes narrow as he watches the scene unfold in front of him. Round Face, with that infuriatingly friendly smile of hers, had approaches Deku—his Deku—and places a disgusting green cap on his head. The words 'Best Boy' emblazoned on it are enough to make his blood boil. The sight of her placing that cap on Deku's head feels like a personal affront, a challenge to his claim.

       How dare Round Face encroach on what is mine!?

       She goes so far as to suggest they get store bought cake, as if his Deku doesn't deserve anything less than homemade.

       He watches Deku's reaction, the way his nerd shyly admires the cap, and it only fuels Bakugou's resolve. That cap is a symbol of someone else's affection and love, and that is fucking unacceptable. He envisions it being obliterated into ash in his hands, the flames savagely tearing through it until there is nothing left of it.

       Tonight, that cap is dead.

       "Tch," he mutters under his breath, feeling the surge of possessiveness claw at his insides. Who does she think she is, getting all chummy with my Deku on his birthday?! That cap is a joke, a pathetic attempt to steal a moment that should have been his alone to share with Deku.

       It's Deku's birthday, and all these extras are crowding him.

       His crimson gaze flickers back to Deku, who is staring at the cap with those damned beautiful green eyes, a soft blush spreading across his cheeks. Bakugou makes a face like he's bitten into a sour lemon—jealousy mixed with something deeper, something he barely admits to himself.

       Bakugou hates it. He despises the fact that someone else makes him smile like that.

       That needs to change and he has a plan.

       Bakugou smirks to himself, already imagining the look on Deku's face when he presents his own gift—something far superior to a shitty cap. He is going to make sure Deku sees whose gift is truly significant. Tonight, he plans to drag Deku away from the extras so they can celebrate his birthday properly. Just the two of them. No interruptions. He will make sure Deku knows who truly matters, who he should be celebrating with.

       And that hideous cap?

       It will be nothing but a pile of ashes by the end of the night, a reminder that no one but Bakugou has the right to celebrate Deku in the way he deserves to be celebrated.

       Enjoy your moment, Round Face, Bakugou thinks, his eyes never leaving Deku. 'Cause it ain't gonna last.

[psychic-glitch]

I've only committed a few crimes-

[contemptui]

@noquirks Related thread: [ X ]

       ...?

       Out of nowhere, Bakugou halts mid-brench press before he anchors the weights. A nasty chill crawls down his spine, and a shitty feeling centers in his gut.

       𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆????

       His lip curls up in a sneer. Something isn’t right. He grabs his water bottle and takes a long gulp, then wipes his mouth clean.

              𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆?

       The hairs on the back of his neck prickle.

              𝙃𝙊𝙒 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆?

       An unnerving sense tells him someone is encroaching on his territory.

       𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆?

[contemptui]

                     FUCK!!!!

Lucky...!

[psychic-glitch]

Mors radiates psychic energy, not to mention glitch energy from ya know being a literal glitch, he doesn't really know that though.