Ground patrol was his least favourite section of the agency, but at least his shift was almost over. That made up for all stupid shit he had to endure today.

His phone buzzes. Again. He stops, allowing Todoroki to keep walking ahead. Reaching into his pocket with a gloved hand, Bakugou unlocks his phone. It's Izuku.

He can see the photo's he's being sent. Each one was just as provocative as the last. One caught his eye. Izuku's face was flushed a pretty pink, lips wet. The buttons on his shirt were all undone, giving Bakugou a clear view of the canvas he'd cover soon. Right down to where his pants should be. Leaving Izuku in just his underwear, sheets rumpled from his movements.

Luckily, the blonde doesn't have to wait long. He answers the phone the second he sees the screen. He knows immediately what Izuku was doing.

"Izuku, pull your hand away. Right now. You know the rules. Or are you too much of a brat to keep your legs closed?" Bakugou snaps, his own arousal doing nothing, but spur him on.

Just wait until he gets home.