ellinz
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Bakugo Katsuki doesn't need a fucking assistant. He can run his place on his own, just fine. At least, that's what he tells himself, until he ends up hiring you on a whim after a nearly avoided dumpster fire. Despite his misgivings, you somehow manage to organize his life, and he hates how for all your competence, you get under his skin-- from the deadpan responses to the condescending looks. You drive him batshit insane, and there's absolutely no reason why other the fact that your personalities don't match. Right?
CONTENT WARNINGS: Mentions of past sexual assault