[ There it is, that familiar raging anger, and all Yuji can do is shake his head and laugh softly. It feels familiar, somehow, and right.
This is Bakugo, after all, dearest amongst friends. If he didn't poke and prod the bear a little then it wouldn't be a regular day between them, and Yuji can handle this for now. It's getting to the point where he's thinking of making a little sign for his door: if Bakugo is raging, let me know, I'll help!
It would be funnier, knowing they're neighbours.
But. Ah. ]
Aha... Really? What kind of reason?
[ Yuji knows the reason.
The threat of his surgery has been hanging over his shoulders for the entire conversation, but he can try and play it off as if he has no idea what's going on, right? People definitely think he's stupid enough for that kind of situation to happen, there's no doubt in his mind...
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This is Bakugo, after all, dearest amongst friends. If he didn't poke and prod the bear a little then it wouldn't be a regular day between them, and Yuji can handle this for now. It's getting to the point where he's thinking of making a little sign for his door: if Bakugo is raging, let me know, I'll help!
It would be funnier, knowing they're neighbours.
But. Ah. ]
Aha... Really? What kind of reason?
[ Yuji knows the reason.
The threat of his surgery has been hanging over his shoulders for the entire conversation, but he can try and play it off as if he has no idea what's going on, right? People definitely think he's stupid enough for that kind of situation to happen, there's no doubt in his mind...
He's going to get his ass kicked. ]