The second I walked in the door of the dorm with Shinso I was stopped by a red-faced blonde boy.
"Give me your phone," Katsuki said as he stomped in my direction.
"Huh? No."
"Now," he said. He reached for my pockets and started to search for himself, diving his hands in and feeling around.
"Stop it, you're tickling me!" I half-giggled half-screamed as I tried to squirm away.
"Where is it?"
"Why? Stop tickling! I.... can't.... breathe!"
At some point the tickling felt less like him looking for my phone and more like him just trying to touch me.
"Got it," he said triumphantly, holding my phone in his hand. "What's your passcode?"
"No way. Give it back."
Katsuki looked up from the phone to me. "You don't trust me? Why can't I have your passcode?"
"I didn't say I didn't trust you. I'm just tired of people taking my phone."
"This is a really nice phone," he said, flipping it over to look at it.
"Yeah, I know." The leader of the League of Villains had bought it for me, after all. "Why are you so interested in it?"
"Because... I need to del- ...Just unlock it."
"No."
He held the screen up to my face for just a second.
"Done," he said, suddenly walking away.
"Did you just... This is a violation of my privacy!" I yelled, running after him.
Katsuki was too involved in whatever he was doing on my phone to notice Deku right in front of him.
"Don't worry, y/n!" Deku said. "I am here!"
Doing a quick spin, Deku kicked my phone out of Katsuki's hand.
My phone went sailing through the air and, with a growl, Katsuki charged into Deku, knocking him to the ground.
I didn't have time to react before my phone was thankfully caught.
"I'm glad you're back," Shoto said, a small smile on his face as he handed me my phone. With his other hand he reached for mine, locking our fingers together.
I couldn't help but blush when Shoto's beautiful eyes looked at me like that. "It's only been two days," I said.
"Feels longer."
"Just in time!" Mina yelled as she ran over, pulling me away from Shoto and hugging me. "Everybody is bored so we're going to play some games!"
Shinso appeared at my side. "She's good at games," he said to Mina.
I noticed that pretty much the whole class was sitting around in the common area. It was the weekend and I guess no one had anything else to do.
"What are we playing?" I asked.
"Seven minutes in heaven?" Mineta asked, hopefully.
"Or strip poker?" Kaminari suggested.
Uraraka made eye contact with me from across the room. "Maybe spin the bottle?" she chimed in.
"Naked twister?" Mineta tried again.
"Good grief," I said. "I thought we'd be playing something like Monopoly or Uno. You guys need to get your minds out of the gutter. Not everything is about sex."
"If it's twister I'm not playing if Kacchan is," Deku said from the floor where Katsuki still had him pinned.
"You are all so silly," Mina smiled. "I was thinking truth or dare."
"Sounds lame," I heard Katsuki say behind me as he let Deku up. "I'm out."
"I don't think your game sounds lame, Mina, but I am not going to participate either," Shoto said, standing next to me. "I'm going home for the afternoon. Family reasons."
Had something happened? I definitely wasn't going to share about my little trip to his house, but I wanted to make sure he was okay. I linked our fingers again and was starting to walk with Shoto out the front door when Mina grabbed my arm and pulled me back in.
"Okay! Let's play!" Mina shouted as everyone started to gather on the couches. Shoto smiled and nodded to me at the door before leaving and made the hand signal for me to call him.
I sat on the couch with Mina and Kirishima, and Katsuki climbed on the back of the couch to sit behind me. He put one leg on either side of me and his big hands reached out to gently massage my shoulders. I'd missed those hands.
"Deku," Mina said, "you get to ask first."
"Okay, um, I pick... um... Ochaco."
"Me? Oh... okay." Watching her fidget on the couch across from us, I could tell that she looked nervous.
"Ochaco, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
Deku seemed to straighten himself up a little as if to mentally prepare for this.
"Who is the last person you kissed?"
Uh oh. He's trying to get her to admit to us kissing in the hallway the other day, I realized.
She looked over at me for help and I shrugged my shoulders. It didn't bother me if she said anything.
Ochaco was already blushing and spoke very quietly.
"Iida."
The room went completely silent.
"Anyway," Mina quickly. "Who's next? Ochaco, pick."
Ochaco also seemed eager to move on and quickly picked Kaminari. "Denki, which one do you want?"
"Dare, obviously."
"Obviously? Hm.... How about this. For the next five minutes I dare you to act like Shinso's pet cat. "
"I miss my cats," said Shinso.
"We know," everyone groaned.
"If only I had a cool tail like Ojiro," Kaminari complained as he started to get off the couch and onto the floor.
Shinso looked horrified. "Please don't do this," Shinso said.
"Okay, if you insist. Then I choose truth."
"Um... okay. Denki, who is the last person you kissed?" Ochaco asked.
"Y/n," he said proudly.
Katsuki's hands gripped my shoulders a little tighter.
Mineta's mouth dropped open in surprise. "And you have hidden this from us, why?"
"Mina," Deku said, "this game sucks."
"Okay, Denki, you pick."
"Shinso, my man, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
Kaminari smiled. "I dare you to call Mr. Aizawa."
Shinso rolled his eyes. "Sure. That's easy."
"I wasn't finished. Call him from y/n's phone."
Like hell he was doing that.
"Hope you enjoyed that kiss, Kaminari, since you're never getting another one," I said. "Shinso, your turn."
With a deep sigh, Shinso's eyes went from me to the redhead sitting next to me.
"Kirishima, truth or dare?" Shinso asked.
He seemed way too smug when he asked that, and I couldn't help but wonder what he was planning.
"Dares are way more manly."
"Glad you think so," Shinso said. "So kiss Bakugo."
"Okay!" Kiri happily stood up and turned toward the back of the couch where Katsuki was sitting.
"Fuck this game," Katsuki said, getting up off the couch and walking to the complete other side of the room, as far away from all of us as possible.
"Your loss, man! Don't worry, I'll get you back. My turn," Kirishima said. "Y/n, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Okay," Kirishima shot a glance over to Bakugo before asking his question. "The last text you got from someone in this room – what does it say?"
"Let me look," I said, taking out my phone. I hadn't finished reading the one from Katsuki.
"She picks dare," Katsuki interrupted. "Dare. You pick dare."
"You aren't even playing! And I don't think the game works like that, Katsuki," I said.
"It does if I say it does."
"Sorry, Kiri, I guess I pick dare."
"That works for me." Kirishima broke out into a big toothy smile. Apparently, he had been ready for this. "In that case, for the next three minutes I dare you to act like Bakugo's pet dog."
"Sounds fun."
I looked across the room to Katsuki expectantly. He seemed irritated and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Well?" I asked him. "I'm an obedient pet. I need my master to tell me what to do."
He stared back at me, probably trying to decide if I was being serious or not.
"This is ridiculous," he scoffed.
"Do you want to hear me whimper? Because that's what puppies do when their master won't play with them."
"You're making everyone uncomfortable, dumbass."
"No, she's not," I heard Mineta say.
"If anyone is uncomfortable it's you," I said to Katsuki. I sighed dramatically. "Maybe this pet needs to be rescued by a new master."
"I volunteer!"
"Shut up, dunce face. Fine. I'll play your stupid game. If you're going to be my dog then... " his voice trailed off as his eyes met mine. I knew that look. "Come."
"Yes, sir!" I smiled, crawling over to him on the carpet and stopping right at his feet. "So do I get a treat or at least a pat on the head?"
"No, weirdo. Now... sit."
I didn't sit.
"I said, sit."
I still didn't sit.
"I'm being a bad bitch," I said, looking up at him from the floor with my most innocent eyes.
"A bitch who needs discipline, eh?"
"Okay, now you really are making me uncomfortable," said Ochaco.
"I've been uncomfortable," said Shinso.
"Kiri, what the hell were you thinking?" asked Mina. "As game leader, I'm calling time's up. Let's move on... Y/n, pick someone."
"I think I'm done playing," I said, standing up right in front of Katsuki. I leaned in just a little so only he would hear me. "At least here."
"Anyway," I said louder to the group as I headed for the elevator, "I have a couple things I need to do since I've been gone." I waved to them from inside the elevator. "You guys have fun."
The elevator doors started to close, but, just as I suspected would happen, a hand reached out and stopped them.
"You don't get to pull that stunt and walk away."
I couldn't help but smile as he headed straight for me. The second the elevator doors closed Katsuki's arms were around me pulling me to him, crashing our lips together. His hands roamed my body as we kissed.
One of his hands wrapped around my hair and pulled my head back roughly.
"You do need discipline, don't you?" he growled.
"Maybe."
His mouth found my neck, sucking, biting, kissing. I tried to move my head so that I could kiss him, but he held it back firmly, his grip on my hair tight.
Katsuki gave my hair another tug, pulling my head back further. "I say when you can kiss me."
"So it's like that? This isn't discipline," I whined. "This is more like torture."
"It's not torture, it's training."
The elevator doors opened on our floor and he let me go. "Get in your room," he said, smacking my ass as I walked out of the elevator. "You have no idea how much pent up energy I've had with you being gone. I feel like I could fuck you five times right now and it not be enough."
"At least now I know why you missed me," I joked.
Suddenly his hands dropped from me and his entire body language changed.
"You know that's not true."
"I know. I was joking. We joke like that, right? Remember I called you my personal stress reliever once."
"Don't joke about that," he said as we went in my room. "Did you really not read my text?"
"It's been a really busy morning."
As soon as he opened my door, I knew something was off.
"What..." My normally messy room was clean and organized. Books were stacked, trash was gone, the floor had been swept. The only things out of place were a few water bottles and black tank tops that weren't mine, but even those were neatly folded and placed purposefully.
"Did you do this?" I asked him.
He shrugged and looked away. "Your room was gross. You could at least say thank you."
"Thank you but... that means... you've been in here since I've been gone?"
"I guess."
"Katsuki Bakugo, look at me."
"It's not a big deal. I only stayed in here to make sure no one messed with your stuff."
"Wait, you actually stayed in my room?"
"Just at night. And in the afternoon, to clean it up since you obviously can't do that for yourself. And this morning."
"So the whole time I was gone, essentially."
He shrugged. "So what if I did? I missed your smell. Y/n, I need your smell. I need..."
Katsuki took a deep breath.
He took out his phone and pointed to my bed. "Sit down. I'm going to read my text to you out loud. I should have said it to you in person anyway."