“U-uh? Bakugou?” Kirishima squeaked, but Bakugou just made a disgruntled noise and practically curled up into him. He buried his face into Kirishima’s chest, his hands trapped between their bodies as if he’s cold, and Kirishima shifted because this isn’t a comfortable position– but he doesn’t push Bakugou off, of course not. He only fixed himself so that his back was leaning against the arm of the chair, his legs tangled with Bakugou’s but mostly caging him in, and then he realized that Bakugou has passed out and is sleeping deeply against his chest.
“He’s like a cat!” Kaminari hissed, bewildered.
“He, uh,” Kirishima panicked, his ears red, unsure if he should put a stop to this because Bakugou might kill him for it later. “He gets weirdly clingy when he’s sleepy.”
I didn’t think he’d be like this with other people around, though, Kirishima wanted to say– however, that would be exposing too much about them, wouldn’t it? They’re just friends, but this– okay, maybe they had to have a talk about this at some point.
Sero raised an eyebrow. “Of course you’d know that, huh? You guys do this a lot?”
Shit. Exposed.
– from Sonder by Maplefudge
thank you SO MUCH @maplefudge for commissioning me this piece!! it was incredibly fun and i’ve already spammed you way too much thanking you but ill do it again: so THANK YOU