M:”… Maybe cut the cake-“
..Minaaaaa, not the time for joking! -^-
It was after the party, and Bakugou was fucking. Pissed. He stormed upstairs to his chambers and into a small side room he forbade anyone from entering. The room was pretty bare, the only big thing in it-was a mirror. And in that mirror, although the reflection was foggy at first-growing increasingly clearer as Bakugou ranted-was Shinsou.
"can you believe that fucking baron!? What, did he actually think I'd marry him-I have standards! I'm the king for god's sakes, I'm not just gonna marry any old bastard-"