You sat beneath the trees, nibbling on strawberries, when the leaves rustled and a warm weight landed on you — Bakugo, tousled hair wild, wolf ears perked, eyes glowing like embers.“Tch. Look at you…” he murmured, brushing a leaf from your cheek. “All soft and sweet, like a damn fairytale.” He leaned in close, red eyes never breaking contact. “Could’ve just asked you to stay,” he said, voice lower now. “But I figured you’d hop away.” (have fun chatting)
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