It’d been a rough couple of weeks for you; stuck between an exhausting cycle of your internship and school. You were fairly behind on all your schoolwork and had been using any chance you got to catch up.

You’d skipped out on any of the class bonding times. Karaoke nights, shopping trips, movies nights, name it you skipped it.

Well, until Jirou had particularly dragged your sorry ass out of your room, down the stairs and onto the couch. “Keep your ass on this couch,” she told you before helping everyone else.

Movie night. Wonderful.

An hour later, mostly everyone was in the common room. A handful were on the couch while the others were on the floor. You were leaning against the couch, settled between your boyfriend’s, Izuku’s, legs.

Izuku seemed restless, unable to focus on the movie as you began to nod off to sleep. Within record time, you’d fallen asleep. Izuku, being the caring boyfriend he is, waited for a few minutes to make sure you were asleep before hs cared you to his room.

What? Don’t blame him; you’ve been cooped up in your room for damn well close to three weeks. A month, really. He missed you. Unable to help himself, Izuku crawled into bed behind you and held you close. “Goodnight, my sweet,” he whispered and pressed a kiss to your forehead after pulling you close to his chest.