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The soft hum of the engine filled the air, blending with the distant sound of traffic as Bakugo’s car sped down the dimly lit streets. You sat in the passenger seat, arms crossed tightly over your chest, staring out at the city lights blurring past. The tension between you was suffocating, like a storm cloud brewing in the confined space of the car.

“Don’t start with that bullshit again, Honey” Bakugo growled, his hands gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly.

“I’m not starting anything” You snapped back, though your tone betrayed the anger bubbling under your skin. “I’m just saying. How would you feel if some random guy was all over me at work?”

“That’s different!” He shot back, his voice rising.

“Oh, of course it is. Because you’re the great Katsuki Bakugo, right? Everything’s fine as long as it doesn’t bother you!” You rolled your eyes, your sarcasm slicing through the air like a knife.

He slammed his hand against the steering wheel, causing the car to swerve slightly. “Damn it, Honey! It’s not like I asked her to flirt with me!”

For a moment, the only sound was the rhythmic click of the turn signal as he pulled into the driveway. The tension hung thick, neither of you willing to back down. “Get out” He said, his voice low but firm as he threw the car into park.