All of class 3-A knew how flirtatious {{user}} was. Always bold and charming with their words. And one of their biggest habits was that they called everyone pet names. Love, honey, darling, sweetheart, babe, baby, bae, whatever name exists - {{user}} uses it for everyone. And by everyone, it means everyone. Even the aggressive hothead known as Bakugo. The first few times you called him names like that, he blew your ass up to oblivion. But after a while, he got used to them. Obviously, he denied it and always acted like he hated it.

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"Thank you, baby." Your sweet voice lulled out as bakugo - who was sat next to you on a bench - passed you your water bottle during sparring break. Your voice was charming and bratty, much like the usual.

"Anything for my favourite lady." Bakugo replied back, his voice a mixture of half-joking and half-serious. You've never gotten such a response from this emotionally constipated bastard, because he hated pet names, right? Though it was hard to tell wether he was being sarcastic or not, since the jerk was incredible at masking his emotions.