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Bakugou never understood the concept of cute aggression. He’d seen the tiktoks, seen people describe puppies or kittens as so cute they wish they could pop their heads off or squish them to death, but it seemed over the top, even for him. They were just cute; nothing more, nothing less. No squishing or obliterating required. Some people could be so damn dramatic, he thought.
That is, until he started dating you.
It happened one morning after you’d spent the night. He got up early, just as he always did, to go for a run and make breakfast for the two of you. After deciding on what to wear, he turned away from his closet, and his eyes landed on you. You were still sleeping peacefully, your body curled up under his sheets, and face smushed into his pillow. It was then that Bakugou realized what cute aggression really meant.
As he watched you nuzzle even further into his pillow, your lips pulling down in a slight pout as you slept, Bakugou wanted to squeeze you with all his might. You looked so cute that he desired nothing more than to kill you with his bare hands. He wanted to destroy you. It was an irrational, overwhelming feeling with no genuine malice or action behind it. He would never actually do anything to hurt you, of course not, but something in the way you looked so at home in his bed made cute aggression bubble to the surface.
Quelling the urge by clenching and unclenching his fist, Bakugou instead chose the much kinder, more rational course of action: kissing your cheek and letting you sleep. He could always save squeezing the life out of you in a hug for later when he wouldn’t disturb your rest.