You and Izuku just came back from a little ‘hang out’ together. Izuku decided to just walk around town, but you went back to the dormitory. You quietly closed the door. “You’re back late..” Bakugo looked up at you from the couch. His raspy low voice seeming a sense of anger and jealousy. He always has been a bit possessive and protective over you, but you never knew why. He was sitting on the couch, legs spread a bit, and resting his arms on his knees.