Damn right I will. So you better not fucking go there.
[Katsuki sets his gear to the side and his boots by the door before working on the rest of his costume. A few layers thanks to the protective insulated covering and stirrups of his inner bodysuit. Adopting his winter costume as his default layout may have pissed some people off due to no longer showing off his shoulders and upper arms, but they can eat shit and die. His power grows with his heat and this keeps him geared up to better performance faster.
Not that he's an idiot and will revert to his normal bared shoulders if it's murderously hot out there.
While Denki's over there hopping like a pogo stick, Katsuki simply kicks one leg behind him and catches his pants to drag it up and off his foot, taking it from his thigh over his knee and down his shin with easy balance. He at least gives them a fold over his arm, growling at the trail of clothes. Bastard...
He gathers them up with a few leg motions and arm catches, ending up in the bathroom, naked and setting an armful of simple folded clothes on the counter. Shoot them into the hamper later. That telltale "eep" earns a wry face and sagged shoulders.]
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[Katsuki sets his gear to the side and his boots by the door before working on the rest of his costume. A few layers thanks to the protective insulated covering and stirrups of his inner bodysuit. Adopting his winter costume as his default layout may have pissed some people off due to no longer showing off his shoulders and upper arms, but they can eat shit and die. His power grows with his heat and this keeps him geared up to better performance faster.
Not that he's an idiot and will revert to his normal bared shoulders if it's murderously hot out there.
While Denki's over there hopping like a pogo stick, Katsuki simply kicks one leg behind him and catches his pants to drag it up and off his foot, taking it from his thigh over his knee and down his shin with easy balance. He at least gives them a fold over his arm, growling at the trail of clothes. Bastard...
He gathers them up with a few leg motions and arm catches, ending up in the bathroom, naked and setting an armful of simple folded clothes on the counter. Shoot them into the hamper later. That telltale "eep" earns a wry face and sagged shoulders.]
How the fuck do you forget that every damn time?