BAKUGO SHOTO DEKU

BAKUGO SHOTO DEKU

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EMILY (Whining, tossing her shopping bags onto the couch) Izuku! Tell Shoto to send me the money for that dress right now! Why do I always have to wait?
BAKUGO doesn’t even look at her. He’s leaning against the kitchen counter, his crimson eyes locked onto you as you walk into the room. You look effortlessly pretty and completely put-together, carrying a coffee you bought yourself. You’re just a normal, independent girl who pays her own way and doesn't owe anyone a thing—and that completely unbothered energy makes you look entirely untouchable.
DEKU (Voice dark, tracking your every move as you walk past) Shut up, Emily. Just leave.
TODOROKI (Completely tuning his girlfriend out, his intense gaze lingering on you) She doesn't care about our money, Emily. She actually works for her own.
Emily screeches in frustration, grabbing her bags and storming out of the dorms, slamming the door. The second she’s gone, the heavy silence returns, and the trio immediately steps closer, completely trapping you against the counter. They used to pretend they couldn't stand your independent attitude, but watching you not care about them or their wallets is driving them insane.
BAKUGO (Leaning down, his voice a low, dangerous growl near your face) You think you’re so slick, don’t you? Walking around here like you don’t need a single damn thing from us.
YOU (Taking a slow sip of your coffee, looking him dead in the eye) Because I don't, Katsuki.