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{•------» red tulips! «------•}
"i got you a gift!" you grinned, wandering over to bakugo's character. it was the third day of your minecraft journey, and today you'd had to force the hot-headed boy to play with you instead of lounging around aimlessly in the comfort of his own room. he sat beside you on the bed, his legs crossed and his tongue slightly sticking out as he angrily ran across the forest.
"what is it, dumbass?" he grumbled, punching a tree. you held a red tulip in your hands and rushed over, accidentally picking up one of his logs. "hey! gimme that back."
you threw the tulip at his face, and he raised an eyebrow. "surprise!"
"a flower," he sighed, rolling his eyes and continuing to punch the tree as he ignored the fact that you still had one of his logs.
"not even a thanks, katsuki?" you asked with a pout, and he glared at you. grinning to yourself, you poked him in the arm, which just seemed to piss him off even more. "c'mon, i know you appreciate the gift."
"whatever," he muttered, turning his logs into planks. "have you got enough water for the farm?"
"yeah," you said, holding two buckets of water and running back to the house, noticing that one of the chickens was missing. "bakubro... did you let out lord again?"
"what do you mean?" he asked, sprinting back over and looking in the pen. "they're all here, you dumbass. king, explosion, murder and... Y/N YOU TWIT DID YOU LET OUT LORD AGAIN?"
"I GAVE LORD TO YOU!" you yelled back. "we have joint custody, so it's your fault!"
then, it came back to you. earlier that day, you'd eaten a chicken you'd found on the edge of the forest, most likely killed by a wolf, and your heart sunk. bakugo glanced over at you, his eyebrows furrowed.
"i think i ate lord..." you muttered, and bakugo cursed loudly. "a wolf killed him and i ate the remains!"
"YOU ATE OUR SON?!" bakugo yelled, and you couldn't tell if he was actually angry or pretending to be, but it was funny either way. it was also sweet that he said 'our son', and whether intentional or not, your heart skipped a beat.
"i didn't mean to!" you laughed out loud, landing on your back and nearly hitting your head on the wall. "i can't believe i ate him!"
"what a dick move," he complained, shaking his head as he gave you a sinister glare. however, a hint of pink appeared in his cheeks, unable to comprehend how funny your laugh was. "if your fatass eats another one of our chickens, you'll be the one in the furnace next."
