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"Kacchan."
"Hmph."
I sighed. He wasn't paying attention.
He was staring at his phone screen, scrolling through reels.
I slowly scooted closer to him, and quickly snatched the phone from his hands.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, YOU..."
He got quiet when he realized that it was me.
"Yeesh, sorry, but you weren't listening to me."
"Sorry..." he said sheepishly.
I chuckled. "It's fine. Just try to be more aware of your surroundings when you are on your phone."
He smirked. "Sure."
He went back to his phone and ignored me. Idiot.
I then stood up and positioned myself right in front of him, staring at him. He didn't look up. I turned around and sat on him.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! GET YOUR FAT ASS OFF OF ME!"
He pushed me off, and I thudded onto the floor.
"Ouch! That hurt, Kacchan!" I was just being dramatic. It didn't hurt at all.
"Well, stop bothering me! Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."
He was quiet for a moment. I twisted my shoulders to look at him, but he grabbed me by the armpits and lifted me up to him.
"What are you doing!..." He grabbed my butt when I stood up and he started massaging it.
I whirled around. "Katsuki Bakugou, what are you doing to my butt?!"
He grinned. "I thought it hurt from me shoving you off of me."
"I was being dramatic."
"So then you don't like me massaging it?"
"I didn't say that..."
He smirked and stared at me.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
He didn't say anything.
Suddenly, he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me on top of him, with my legs around him.
He leaned in close, locking eyes with me, and his hands gripped my waist tightly, not letting me move.
"Do you really want to do this now? Everyone will be here in a bit."
"Fuck them, if we need to, we can leave a note if we go to the bedroom."
I giggled.
He moved in and kissed me, his tongue meeting mine. I deepened the kiss by moving in even closer to him.
He pulled back for a sec and set me off of himself, and stood up.
"What are you... Ack!" He had picked me up with me over his shoulder, and I laughed into his back while he carried me toward the bedroom.
"But the people..."
"They'll figure it out, leave it alone," he growled, annoyed that I kept bringing it up.
He dumped me onto the bed, then walked to the open door, and closed it. He took his shirt off as he approached me.
