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Yoonie después de comer demasiado en la cena navideña que organizó Seokjin. Su vientre grande y pesado, le impide moverse con libertad.
Este es mi primer dibujo, por favor denle amor ♡
Yoonie after eating too much at Seokjin's Christmas dinner. His large and heavy belly prevents him from moving freely. This is my first drawing, please give it love ♡
My Cheeks
Bakugo Katsuki never thought of himself as a possessive person. Yes, there were those moments where someone would flirt with his (s/o) and he would get annoyed, but that was normal. Bakugo wasn't possessive.
However, as he stared at the beautiful person in his arms, specifically the way their cheek squished against his hard chest, well, he decided he didn't want anyone to see his (s/o) like this.
He clicked his tongue quietly, gently poking their cheek so as not to wake them. ‟Why are you so freaking cute, idiot?‟
Their brows twitched as he softly pinched at their warm cheek. But they didn't stir, allowing the ash-blond to continue messing with the ludicrously soft and plush skin.
Before he knew it, he had both of their cheeks nestled in his palms, gently squishing them together. ‟Mmm, Kashu,‟ they slurred due to their smushed cheeks.
The ash-blond's heart seemed so full- too full. He didn't let go though, no, he gently guided his (s/o) by their cheeks, leaning forward to meet them have way. ‟These cheeks of yours are real crappy, ya know that?‟ he grumbled as their noses brushed against each-other.
They giggled sleepily when he gently pulled at the soft flesh, their hands reaching out to hold his wrists. ‟Then why have you been meshing with them for sho long?‟
He smiled softly before rolling his eyes with a meaningless scoff. ‟Idiot,‟ he mumbled, resting his forehead on theirs. The way his (s/o) stared softly at him made his heart melt. Katsuki couldn't help but press his lips to their soft cheeks. ‟You're really crappy you crappy little shit,‟ he mumbled against their soft skin.
‟We both know you love me,‟ they hummed, cheek still against Bakugo's lips.
The ash-blond grumbled, gently nipping the plush skin. ‟Shuddap.‟
Bakugo Katsuki wasn't a possessive person, but, when it came to these goddamned cheeks of theirs, he found himself feeling very possessive.
‟My cheeks.‟
