[ Being completely covered by blankets, he wouldn't know otherwise. And he isn't moving from there, so he just sends a very dark picture of probably his deeply frowning face under the blanket, along with another text because he's not shouting back. ]
[Yeah yeah, drama queen. Bakugou locks the door and sets down a few bags before heading to his room. He opens the door quietly, crosses over to the other side to shut the curtains and blinds, then takes a seat on the bed beside the Dito-shaped mound under the blanket.]
[He said he would. But Dito answers that question after sitting up and Bakugou pulls a still-hot bag out of one of the larger bags. It's a half-sub Reuben-style sandwich, with shaved pork, sauerkraut, and cheese. Not something Bakugou'd go for, but definitely something to help with a hangover by soaking up the lingering effects of alcohol.
[Didn't take a fucking rocket scientist to put two and two together. Then apparently when you live your whole short life with no one giving a shit, those thoughts don't show up. Who'd've thought.]
Stuff it in your mouth and stop asking stupid questions.
[Bakugou gathered by now that Dito likes those kinds of foods. Beer, yogurt, cheese, fermented stuff.]
[ Which he is, actually a lot hungrier than he'd realized at first after lying around all day and having basically nothing but a lot of alcohol before he went to bed before that. It's still a weird thing for Bakugou to do. ]
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Date: 2023-10-08 09:22 pm (UTC)You're not a fucking pushover yourself.
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Date: 2023-10-08 09:30 pm (UTC)I would be shit at my job if I was. Hey, so does it only work with your hands?
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Date: 2023-10-08 09:39 pm (UTC)Yeah. It's called a Quirk Factor. Some people's are one part of their body, some people's are their entire body.
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Date: 2023-10-08 09:47 pm (UTC)Huh. Well, good. When you start losing it again, I don't have to worry about your brain exploding.
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Date: 2023-10-08 09:51 pm (UTC)So you worry about me.
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Date: 2023-10-08 10:27 pm (UTC)Maybe you should get hungover more often.
[But that'll be when the front door opens and he heads inside. Time to feed the brat.]
I'm home.
[Called out just so Dito knows.]
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Date: 2023-10-08 10:37 pm (UTC)Fucking finally.
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Date: 2023-10-08 10:47 pm (UTC)Open up. It's dark and I brought you food.
[Time to get rid of the hangover.]
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Date: 2023-10-08 10:56 pm (UTC)[ That's a pretty good incentive to move. He peeks out, squinting as he emerges from the blanket, sitting up to let it pool around his hips. ]
I don't even remember if I asked you to.
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Date: 2023-10-08 11:08 pm (UTC)[He said he would. But Dito answers that question after sitting up and Bakugou pulls a still-hot bag out of one of the larger bags. It's a half-sub Reuben-style sandwich, with shaved pork, sauerkraut, and cheese. Not something Bakugou'd go for, but definitely something to help with a hangover by soaking up the lingering effects of alcohol.
Heavier on the sauerkraut, fuck...]
Here. It's still hot.
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Date: 2023-10-08 11:16 pm (UTC)[ It is possible. He's happy enough to take the bag and examine its contents, though, scrunching his nose. ]
...Are you trying to poison me?
[ He still opens it up and takes a small bite, because he's about 90% sure Bakugou wouldn't poison him. ]
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Date: 2023-10-08 11:24 pm (UTC)[Didn't take a fucking rocket scientist to put two and two together. Then apparently when you live your whole short life with no one giving a shit, those thoughts don't show up. Who'd've thought.]
Stuff it in your mouth and stop asking stupid questions.
[Bakugou gathered by now that Dito likes those kinds of foods. Beer, yogurt, cheese, fermented stuff.]
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Date: 2023-10-08 11:32 pm (UTC)[ Which he is, actually a lot hungrier than he'd realized at first after lying around all day and having basically nothing but a lot of alcohol before he went to bed before that. It's still a weird thing for Bakugou to do. ]
So what do you want?
[ Not at all a stupid question. ]
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