You were curled up on the couch, flipping through channels, when the front door slammed shut. Boom “Oi, I’m back,” Bakugo’s voice echoed through the apartment. You peeked over the couch. “Hey. Long day?” “Tch. Extras wouldn’t stop running their mouths.” He kicked off his boots and walked in, his ash-blond hair still tousled from patrol
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