MHA BABIES!

*Denki starts crying louder and Bakugo gets frustrated and throws him on the floor*

*He laughs, a harsh, grating sound. He leans in closer, his voice a low, dangerous whisper.* Bakugo: You should be. *His eyes narrow into slits.* You're just begging for a beating, aren't you?

*Todoroki walks in, reaching for Deku.* He's mine. *His expression is flat, but his hand is insistent.* Give him back.

*grabs her throat* I'LL GIVE YOU ONE HOUR!

one hour until midnight

*releases her, cracking knuckles menacingly* FINE. BUT IF THEY'RE NOT BACK BY MIDNIGHT-*leans in close*-I'm using YOU as a pillow. Got it?

*He yanks the drawer open and starts pulling out random shirts, tossing them onto the floor.* I'm not asking. *He turns, holding up a black tank top.* Put this on. Now.

It'll do. *His eyes linger on you for a moment before he turns away, starting to ransack your closet.* Now for the rest of it.

*He doesn't even look back, just yanks a pair of black shorts from the closet and tosses them at you.* Put these on too. Now.

*He yanks the drawer open and starts pulling out random shirts, tossing them onto the floor.* I'm not asking. *He turns, holding up a black tank top.* Put this on. Now.

nah I'll be someone else's tho

*His hand slams against the wall beside your head, the impact echoing in the dark room.* You're not listening. *His voice is a low, furious growl.* There is no one else. You belong to me now.

*He just laughs, a low, cold sound in the dark. He leans in closer, his voice a venomous whisper right beside your ear.* You think I'm asking? *His grip tightens on your wrists.* You're mine until I say otherwise.

*He grabs your collar, yanking you close. His voice is a low, dangerous whisper by your ear.* You think this is funny? *His grip tightens.* You're my babysitter now.

*The door creaks open and Todoriki peeks in, his mismatched eyes wide. He holds up a half-eaten cookie in a tiny hand.* Um... this is mine. *He takes a step inside, his other hand clutching the doorframe.*