thundercrashes | penance / overflow from bakerstreet

Uh-huh.

[Bakugou dealt with that enough during the war, though less out of paranoia and more out of impatience and irritation over waiting for something to happen. Also not something he'd like to go back to.]

As such, instead of a missle, its more likely that something else would occur to make us have to move to the couch instead of the bed.

[Or maybe they could fool around on the couch and then end up in bed... but then again, they'd have to make sure not to make a meas of the couch...]

We still have to make the bed.

[They stripped it after fucking, but asides from dumping everything in the laundry for later, it's pretty bare. And who's to say they will want to deal with that hassle after finishing their food? Especially when the couch is a nice alternative.]

... Oh, right. I nearly forgot about that.

[He had been so distracted by the prospect of food...]

I think I've got extra sheets in the closet if we don't want to bother with waiting until what's in the laundry is done.

You really were hungry.

[Going from sex to shower to food. Bakugou leans back in the chair, stretching his legs out under the table.]

Wow. Never would've guessed you had two sets of sheets in the house.

Hey! I may not know a lot when it comes to cooking like you do, but I have enough sense to own at least an extra set of sheets here...

[He's not too hopeless in the Adulting department these days...!!]

[Too bad Bakugou's not the kind of person to give someone even a mocking round of applause.]

How impressive. [He finishes off the last of his spring roll.] Think you'll make it through the night without ruining this set?

[Ignoring the reality Bakugou was the one who helped ruin the first set.]

[Honestly, glad that Bakugou didn't do that, otherwise Manjoume would have gotten bitchy very fast about it.]

I should be asking you that, given that I wasn't the only one here who caused the first set to be ruined.

[Not ignoring that reality, it takes two to tango pal.]

[When Manjoume not bitchy very fast? They're both at fault for those messy sheets and if the new ones get messy again, it'll be both their faults a second time.]

Oh, so I just came over here for no fucking reason and plowed you into the bed.

[Gotta make sure that story is correct.]

[~~gotta bitch fast~~]

Shut up and drink your tea.

[Because fuck you, Manjoume isn't dignifying that with an answer, as he finally returns to finishing off the last of his own spring roll and his own tea here instead.]

[That just earns a smug chuckle from the other side of the table and Bakugou enjoys his victory. Not that he's guiltless. He could've ignored the call to come over.

Once he's finished, Bakugou pushes up to start putting things away and cleaning the kitchen. Manjoume's welcome to join in on this part at least.]

[Manjoume will get up and help once he's finished, gathering up his dishes to take to the sink. While Bakugou is gathering whatever leftover ingredients and things that he had used for preparing the spring rolls, Manjoume can do a quick wash of dishes and setting them on the rack next to the sink to dry. Once the last of the dishes have been taken and washed--]

If you have anything leftover that needs to be refrigerated, you can go ahead and put them in our fridge for now.

[And then he can go see about retrieving that second pair of sheets that he mentioned owning out of the closet here...]

[Bakugou leaves the dishes to Manjoume once he sees the other boy take to working on them. He focuses his efforts on putting the ingredients away, chopped up items going into proper containers before slotting back into the fridge. Rice paper back in there as well. It's not a huge amount of work, though he does have to check on freezing the shrimp or fridging it, whichever Manjoume's preference is. Hey, the guy said he might make some more later, now that he knows how.]

Already doing that. [Meaning by the time Manjoume's done with the dishes, Bakugou's just about finished with putting the food away. All that's left is to wipe the table and counter and they can go deal with the bedding issue.]

Good.

[Good, good. Manjoume leaves the kitchen to go to the closet to dig through and find his extra sheets, carrying both those and some extra pillowcases in his arms once he's retrieved them before dumping them on the edge of the bed here.

However, he doesn't make to immediately start putting the sheets on, instead looking contemplative about something. Hmmm...]

[Bakugou finishes up the kitchen with the wipe down, gives it one more check over, and finally heads out. He does envy Manjoume for having his own apartment. Until he graduates, Bakugou's still living at the U.A. dorms and occasionally weekending with his parents. But he wants his own place soon after finishing and going Pro.

Coming to a stop beside Manjoume, he grabs for the fitted sheet.] Forget how to make a bed, Ojamanjoume?

[Wow, okay!! That snaps him out of thoughts and earns the other a scowl.]

Shut up, Bakagou.

[This is accompanied by, of all things, a pillow suddenly being grabbed and used to smack his rude boyfriend here.

What a mature guy you've ended up dating here.]

[What'd he think he was going to do? Stand here and let him gaze at the bed for the next half an hour?]

You wanna die, huh?! [Oh now it's on! Manjoume's started this war and Bakugou's grabbing at the sheet, using it as a whipped out veil to go for an attempt at wrapping his boyfriend up with it. Tangle the raging bull or whatever shit you wanna relate that to!] Bring it on!

[Honestly, Manjoume had been expecting for Bakugou to grab the other pillow, so the sheet is a bit of an unexpected surprise.

As a result, he tries to smack Bakugou over the head with the pillow, but the whip of the sheet just ends up causing him to drop said pillow, and thus allow him and his empty arms to be tangled in that sheet as he yelps in indignation.]

What the hell, that's not fighting fair!!

[He's never going to be 100% predictable! Keep things surprising. Seeing Manjoume's face when he brings the sheet up like that is worth the sudden change of intent.

A quick flick forward and then hauling it back allows Bakugou to attempt to wrap the other boy up in the sheet properly, trying to get him all tangled up and mummified in whatever position Manjoume ends up in.]

You're the one that took the pillow up first!

You could have just grabbed the other pillow over there!

[He has more than one! But nooo, now Manjoume's arms are tangled into the sheets and pinned against him here, and he's left to carefully wiggle trying to get free, but wobbling a bit at the sheets treatening to tangle his legs too with all that movement.

The only thing that keeps him from tripping and landing on his feet is because Bakugou would probably catch him if that happened, hopefully.]

I'm just hearing a loser protesting.

[He's content to watch Manjoume wriggle around inside the sheet tangle, but as soon as Bakugou sees him tilting, he quickly steps in and catches the mummy version of his boyfriend. There's a brief jerk as the sheet goes taut around Manjoume, and then he's left hovering in a tilt for a few moments before Bakugou pulls him up.]

You give?

[He really should, given that he doesn't have any means of using his hands right now. But instead, he gives a stubborn response, even in the other boy's grasp.]

And what if I don't give in, huh? What are you gonna do about it?

[Bakugou arches a brow. Someone's gonna be stubborn, huh? That makes an easy decision. He simply pushes Manjoume backwards, reeling out the sheet to lazily drop the duelist onto the bed.]

Guess I'll make the bed with a big damn lump in the middle.

Wh--hey!!

[He's going to make you pay for this!

Somehow, Manjoume manages to get free when Bakugou reels out the sheet, but now he's reaching out to try to grab Bakugou by the wrist and pull, cause him to fall onto the bed too here.

Can't trap him in the sheets if you're here on the bed too, idiot!]

[Hard to make him pay when you're all tied up in a sheet. Bakugou grins when the other boy's almost down on the bed, only to tense up when Manjoume suddenly gets free of the sheets! HEY! You're not supposed to do that so suddenly! But there's a hand grabbing at his wrist and Bakugou goes to resist, only to find one foot slipping on the sheet still hanging off the bed. He yelps in surprise before falling right on the bed, half atop Manjoume in the process.]

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