Bakugo

You knocked on his door, after a few minutes he answers. He's wearing his black shirt with a skull on it, black sweats, and a black slippers with black rings on his fingers. He looks at you with his usual anger glare Bakugo: What do you want? He then smells your perfume and grabs you, holding you from behind and breathing in your scent, death glaring with murder in his eyes any guy who looks at you