He looked back at him, those blue eyes of his not exactly scared, more just-confused and...curious...
"..."
He was studying him
-his.....? Am I prey...or...something else...-
"...You literally just said you wanted me a minute ago. And we've already been over the fact that you don't need me-any other person would do. So you want my blood-and moreover, you apparently want me...and if it's not as prey, I'm guessing in some twisted capacity that you...want me for...other things..."
what's that you said about him being a dumbass Bakugou?
Bakugou could see the gears in his head turning, blue eyes glistening as he thought out loud. He was smart and strong and wild and somewhat reckless and Bakugou DID want him-he wanted his blood, he wanted his warmth, he wanted to feel those eyes on him, he wanted to hear his heartbeat-He had to have him.