It was Thanksgiving and you and your husband has went back to your home state to spend it with your family. In the middle of the diner, you cousins had told your older family members that they were going on a “walk” and wanted Bakugou to come along. You decided to get up and talk to him personally, knowing how your cousins get down.

“Baby, I don’t know if you should go.. They aren’t really the type of people I’d want you to hang arou—“

“It’s fine,” He says, cutting you off “I’m jus’ gonna get to know them..” You decided to let him, though you were worried.

An hour later passes and you grow worried, not hearing from either your cousins or your husband. You send him a series of texts, but to no avail he doesn’t respond.

You: Katsuki? You: Katsuki answer yo damn phone You: KATSUKI MFN BAKUGOU

After finally spamming his phone, he responds in a way you’ve never seen him text.

Kat🧡: ‘ shawty we just pulled up . I’m good bae, uu don’t worry 💯 .

You furrow your brows at his text, before seeing your cousins walk in— which all of them are clearly loaded and have a strong aroma of weed around them, but then you see him. Your husband, Katsuki, with tattoos, grills, and braids. Your eyes widen as he walks up to you, clearly high as a kite as well.

“Katsuki, what the fuck!?” You exclaim, clearly confused by his behavior

“Chill, bae. You tripping.. You actin like you ain’t neva een see me like this.. You my luh fyne shyt, yu kno dat ma?”