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The sun has finally begun to set on this peaceful afternoon, UA’s class 1-A are all resting peacefully in their dormitory’s dining hall, save for one ash blonde, when all hell breaks loose.
Bakugou Katsuki kicks the front door open, the spitting image of unadulterated rage, possibly even worse than he was at the awards ceremony. But, the one thing more eye catching than his amazing rage face, is the outfit he’s currently sporting.
A red faced, raging Bakugou is clad in a replica of Momo Yaoyorozu’s revealing hero costume.
Mina wheezes. Denki and Sero begin to hysterically laugh and cry, falling to the floor while holding their chests, and Kirishima spits out his juice.
“Shut the fuck up you piece of shit fuckers! I’ll kill all of you!” Bakugou yells at his group of friends.
The rest of the class are silently gaping wide eyed and opened mouthed at Bakugou’s getup.
Shouto and Tokoyami both get up from the couch they’re lounging on, leaving to their rooms. Shouto mutters a simple “nope” while Tokoyami is mumbling something unintelligible, all the class can make out is “…darkness, my old friend”.
“Who. The. FUCK. Did. This” Katsuki slowly growls out, his voice gravely with anger.
The 3 guilty parties responsible for this gulp in terror.
“WHO THE FUCK STOLE ALL MY CLOTHES WHILE I WAS SHOWERING IN THE LOCKER ROOM!? I’LL FUCKING MURDER YOU, YOU COWARD”
Everyone in the room flinches.
Midoriya squeaks in fear for the culprit, and Kacchans possible future criminal record, which will end his hero career that didn’t even start yet.
Bakugou’s s/o sighs, ashamed of how much you’re enjoying the sight of his hot, chiseled body in Momo’s costume. And, oh my god, his bulge is so nice in that costume too-
Okay, you need to put those thoughts to rest, because your boyfriend is currently hyperventilating from how pissed he is, and is about to lunge into the general area the class is lounging in.
“Bakugou, lets worry about this later okay, come with me, please” You soothe, reaching out and grasping his sweat slicked hand, surprisingly he allows you to direct him into the elevator.
You press the button to his floor and you two silently stand side to side as the elevator begins its ascent to the fourth floor.
The silent elevator ride gives you a chance to sneak a peak to your right, checking out his thick bare thighs and his built legs, which were currently twitching along with the rest of his body.
Yikes, you haven’t ever seen Katsuki this angry, you didn’t think it was possible he could get this pissed.
His ruby eyes suddenly meet your own. You flinch, quickly turning your head and gaze straight forward, having been caught in the act.
“I swear to fuck y/n, if you say one fucking word about this fucking costume I’ll-”
“I- I’m sorry Katsuki, I just think you… um, fill out that costume very nicely”
Bakugou grunts, tearing his glare away from you in infuriated embarrassment.
You come to come to a stop behind Bakugou, your gaze glued to his red bodysuit clad ass. You follow him inside as he unlocks his door, not wanting to miss the additional opportunity of seeing him change out of the costume.
As you’re treated to the delicious sight of Bakugou’s bare ass and chiseled back, you sigh in contentment, making a mental note to personally thank Mina, Denki, and Momo for going through with your little plan.