#bakugo crack

Saturday afternoon

The youngest twin ran into the living room where Katsukiwas sprawled out on the couch, reading, relaxing, and minding his own damn business.

“Hey, Dad!” the 10-year-old beamed.

The pro-hero husband and father of three grunted. “Go away, I’m reading.”

“Guess what you got in the mail today!”

Katsukididn’t move. Only his narrowed carmine eyes shifted to his son’s. “What?”

“DEEZ NUTZ!”

Katsuki swung his legs around and sat up straight. “HAH? THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME??” Mini-Katsuki took off running, laughing his infectious little laugh. “GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE-” he said, censoring himself with a growl.

He looked over at you in disbelief. You were doubled over and covering your mouth with the back of your hand trying not to spray tea out of your face.

“AND JUST WHAT THE DEVIL’S SHITTY DAY IN HELL DO YOU THINK IS SO FUCKIN FUNNY, HAH?”

His jaw flexed as he watched you with a furrowed brow while you tried to regain your composure, fanning your face. Eventually, you were able to put mind over matter long enough to swallow the beverage that had been threatening to erupt through your nose, your husband’s eyes burning holes through your soul all the while.

“DEEZ NUTZ!” you managed.

Katsuki slammed his book down on the couch and stomped off towards the garage. “You people are fucking trolls, I’m leaving!”