[he'll work on the driving skill at some point, but didn't want to overload denji with a lot of things to learn at once. hell if the guy even knew how to fire a gun before he became a cop, but considering the reaction before and request not to have one, bakugou assumes "nope" on that skill. as per denji's preference, he wasn't given a gun, and if possible, the officers he works with tend to stick to stun guns and tasers for the outsider's comfort. hey, the guy can pop chainsaws. that's a big boon!

bakugou has been tempted to swerve and ram denji's thick head into something when the guy sticks it out the damn window... but he resists the urge and usually just grabs the half-devil's shirt to drag him back inside when it's time.]

Damn, you went all out for this. [ha ha fucking ha on the "paid for" clarification. but when denji mentions "this", bakugou narrows his eyes at the reveal of a surprising dessert. sponge cake? and no some simple fare either. it's obvious the half-devil either waited in line or punched a few people to get to it. while bakugou's not fond of sweets, he doesn't dislike them. lighter sweets are his preference, such as popsicles or ice cream, but every now and then, cakes and cookies aren't bad. he can indulge in this since denji's put in such an effort.]

Heh. Flatterer. [he gets the gratitude in denji's voice and words, accepting in in his own gruff way. it's not like bakugou lets denji mooch off him all the time. if they cook together, they do the dishes together. they're on the same police force together. sometimes grocery shopping together (and damn right they either toggle payments or split the bill). but denji's someone bakugou finds he doesn't mind being around him, doing whatever he's doing. in some ways, he's similar to kirishima, a very honest guy who can exasperate bakugou, yet also proves to be a quiet comfort.]

Go ahead and change. I'll put this away. When you get back, you can help cook. [that's actually a highly-paid compliment coming from bakugo's mouth.]