THREE AM bakugou katsuki ✓

⁶ good mornight (cuz it's three am)

the door opened, and you heard a familiar annoyed scoff. "what the fuck is your problem now, shithead?"

you were currently under the covers, "there's something creaking..."

there was a moment of silence until he spoke up again, closing the door. "maybe it's just your imagination, dumbass."

"it's not, i swear." you pouted as you removed the blanket from you and looked at him. "i guess it's gone now because you're here. probably scared of your loud ass."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

"shhh!"

"if anyone's awake, don't be scared to come out of your rooms now." you and bakugou turned pale as you hear mr. aizawa's voice. fuck.

"this is all your fucking fault, stupid." bakugou whispered, glaring at you. you were surprised at how he could maintain a low voice.

"says the one who yelled at me to shut the fuck up in the middle of the night." you fought back.

creak...

you closed your eyes, "do you hear that?"

"yeah..." the ash-blonde muttered, furrowing his eyebrows. "what the fuck."

suddenly, he pulled you into his arms. he looked down at you and put a finger to his lips, shushing you. you nodded slowly and looked down, cheeks heating up from the contact.

"mineta? what are you doing here?" aizawa asked from outside.

"mr. aizawa, i-it's not what you think!"

"it's the middle of the night, for god's sake. go back to your room, we'll have a talk about this later." you could hear the irritation in the homeroom teacher's voice.

as footsteps fade away, you thought bakugou was going to pull away harshly but no, instead he hugged you tighter. "l/n, i'm fucking sleepy."

"okay? go back to your room then." you laughed nervously, and you hear him clicking his tongue as he pulled away from you slowly.

"i don't want to."

"wha— are you insane?" you whisper-yelled. "tomorr— no, later, what if we get caught? our classmates might get the wrong idea!"

"fuck them, so what?"

"what do you mean 'so what'?"

he laid on the floor beside your bed, positioning himself to sleep as your jaw dropped. "bakugou, are you fucking serious?"

he didn't respond. his eyes were already closed, looking peaceful for once. you stared at his calm feature for a few seconds, and he still didn't move despite his uncomfortable position. doesn't his back hurt?

gulping, you grabbed a pillow from your bed and crouched down, gently raising the ash-blonde's head and inserting it under. you also grabbed a spare blanket from your closet, and covered bakugou with it. finally, you laid on your bed as you heaved a sigh. "good mornight, bakugou."