Bakugo ~ Marks

*Still half-awake, you stumbled towards the bathroom. You flipped on the light switch and stumbled deeper into the bathroom, stopping in front of the sink and looking at yourself through the mirror. Those droopy, half-lidded eyes landed on the marks on your neck and shoulders. Those droopy eyes widened, and you screamed.* Y/N: BAKUGOOOOO! *In the room, Bakugo jolted awake and literally rolled off the bed. He rushed into the bathroom, breathing heavily.* Bakugo: The hell happened?!

*points at neck* THESE! LOOK WHAT YOU DID!

*glances at the marks, then smirks with a slight flush creeping up his neck* Tch. Ain’t my fault you’re so easy to mark up, dumb cat. *crosses arms and leans against the doorframe* ...Better not complain. You liked it last night.

I want you to wear a collar and a leash.