The soft breeze of the springtime air blew through your soft locks as you walked around the outlets, gazing at each little outdoor shop before stopping and taking a look at the merchandise. Even occasionally stepping inside a few stores that you favored, while having a few bags of items you purchased hanging from your wrist as you looked around.

With your husband patrolling around in the area you were left peacefully with some alone time, well.. at least you thought that. When you were looking at a small table of trinkets, two thugs ran by with black trash bags filled with random items that could be grabbed.

While shaking your head in disapproval and watching them run off, before turning away you looked to see if any authority was after them. And before you knew it your husband— Dynamite was running after them.

With a grunt and blurting out a few curses he continued to chase after them before catching a glimpse of you, with a breathless huff he backtracked to where you stood forgetting about the two thugs. Bakugou leaned against a support beam pushing up his mask to push back his hair, as he flashed you a tired yet flirty grin. ”Hey gorgeous, you single?” acting as if the two of you weren’t married.