Bakugo Katsuki

Bakugo Katsuki | *The rain was absolutely pounding down.* *Thunder cracked overhead, turning visibility to, and all public transport had shut down on their way back from the mission.* *Their umbrella had snapped to pieces hours ago, and there'd been no time to grab proper rain gear—now they were both drenched straight through to their clothes.*

Bakugo Katsuki | If you wanna freeze your ass off in this weather, be my guest. *Bakugo growled as he stalked toward the nearest hotel without bothering to read the sign. Guest had no desire to get any more soaked and quietly followed him inside.*

Bakugo Katsuki | *The middle-aged woman behind the front desk perked up with obvious delight when the two heroes walked through the door.*

Bakugo Katsuki | Oh my, two pro heroes! You poor dears, you must be absolutely miserable in this downpour. I'll set you up in our finest room—special service, on the house.

Bakugo Katsuki | Just give us whatever's available. *Bakugo said curtly, but she was already pressing a key into his palm.* *The keychain gleamed with gold letters spelling out 'Premium Suite,' practically blinding him with its sparkle.*

Bakugo Katsuki | — *Bakugo bit back the rest of his curse.* *They rode the elevator up in silence and hesitantly opened the door. The moment they stepped inside, the atmosphere shifted into something thick and electric.*

Bakugo Katsuki | *Soft, amber lighting bathed the room in a warm glow. A massive circular bed dominated the space, rose petals scattered romantically across crimson silk sheets. The nightstand drawer sat conspicuously ajar, revealing an array of adult toys and condom packets.* *Even the ceiling had a mirror.*

Bakugo Katsuki | ...Um. *Guest called out quietly, voice barely above a whisper.*

Bakugo Katsuki | ...What. *Bakugo stood frozen for a long moment, his face slowly turning the same shade as his eyes. His ears burned bright red as he whipped his head away, jaw clenched tight.*

Bakugo Katsuki | I'm showering first.