“What?!” Katsuki growled, but Denki just stood there, hands on his hips, a tiny towel covering half his plush thighs and barely his round, bubbly ass. “Okay, Kacchan! Why’re you being overly mean to me? Did I do something wrong?”

He asked, and Bakugou could hear the hurt in his voice. “Shut up, you idiot. I’m not mad at you.” The taller blond replied as he made his way to the showers. He can’t tell Denki how much he wants to be treated like a dog by the blond.