“Are you serious?” Bakugo snapped in a dark voice as you both reached the rooftop where you were both drafted for a mission: an assassination.

You’d only just realised he’d forgotten to bring the tripod when he grabbed the back of your neck shoving your face into his leg and propping his gun on your back so that you were in a kneeling position with your spine arched.

“Face down @$$ up princess.” He smirked as you felt him adjust the gun to get a good view of the target.