It was now 7:16 and I was sitting on the couch watching Food Wars. My mouth was watering with every second that went by.
Katsuki was watching boredly with his cheek resting on his fist. I snickered while stuffing my face with food.
CRONCH
CRONCH
CR-
"WOULD YA SHUT UP ALREADY?! YOU EAT LIKE A HORSE!!" Katsuki shouted in mild rage. When I say mild I mean shitty salsa that Mexican restaurants call mild when it's actually just regular but white people just can't handle it.
(I'M HALF WHITE GET OFF MY DICK)
CRONCH-
"YOU BETTER START RUNNING L/N!!"
I got up off the couch and ran into the bathroom with Bakugou hot on my heels. I locked the door behind me and Bakugou went face first into the door.
"MOTHER FUCKING SHIT"
I snickered at his comment and started eating more of my delicious spaghetti tacos.
Bakugou was started banging his fist on the door. I felt like I was in a horror movie. Fear weaved its way under my skin.
It was as if I was moments away from death-
PSSSSSSSSSSS
A yellow liquid was leaking it's way under the door.
My eyes bulged at the sight and I hopped ontop of the lid of the toilet.
"EWWWWWWW BAKUGOU WHAT THE FUUUUUCK?!?!"
"DRINK PISS HORSE FACE!!"
With anger taking over me I climbed my way onto the sink and slammed open the door.
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This motherfuck was pouring lemonade on the floor.
All the anger I had left.
I climbed off the sink, grabbed my plate, and stepped around the lemonade and walked past Bakugou.
"I'm sure as hell not cleaning that mess you fuck." I crossed my arms after I put my food in the sink and eyed the blond. He was gripping the small bottle of lemonade. You know the kind. The kind of minute made lemonade in a plastic bottle that you pick up at a gas station.
I got a few paper towels, wetted them, and handed them to him.
"I assume you know how to clean up sticky messes." I raised a brow at him.
He snatched the paper towels out of my hand and waved me away. "I'm not an animal, horse face!!"
I rolled my eyes and made my way to the sink and tended to the dishes. Bakugou huffed behind me as he cleaned his mess. He legit did it himself, so I don't see why he's complaining.
After washing the dishes I sauntered back over to the couch and laid down. The couch was hard. Weird.
"GET OFF YOU FAT OFE!!" Bakugou shouted and tried pushing me off of him.
I looked over to the right to see be met face to face with the rabid porcupine. Our noses were practically pressed together and I could feel the steam he was breathing out on my face.
"No you." I replied back.
That got me one final shove that landed me on the floor eating wood. Yummy.
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Author's Note: Don't worry there will be more.
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