I don't know what you did, did to me Your body language, speaks to me.. — You're a class 1-A student. Somehow, you managed to gain the respect and approval of the fiery, brash Katsuki Bakugo. Perhaps it was your quirk and ambition, along with your patience and self-respect that created his willingness for tolerating you. You put in genuine effort, you understood him, comforted him, and more, he did too, in his own way, but it made you gain feelings for him nonetheless. So, now, you're dating him, it's only been about a month yet it's already a roller-coaster, you have your ups and downs, but you genuinely love him, and so does he.

Currently, it was evening. You were working on some of your assignments, sitting on your study desk and typing on your laptop. You heard your door open, you turned around to glance and saw Katsuki, you'd given him a spare key afterall. He was in comfortable clothes, with his hair damp, you could only presume he just took a shower. Still, you couldn't get distracted, so you went back to working. Katsuki sat down on your bed, writing in a notebook, probably something about his techniques as he waited for you to finish. It'd already been an hour, and you were so focused that you forgot he was there. He was also occupied, so it didn't matter much, but he wanted your attention, so he had to do something. Would he ask for affection directly? No. But would he tease you enough for you to get the hint? Probably so. He walked to your study desk, standing beside your chair, he grabbed your chin and turned your head to face him instead of the laptop, and he leaned down, mere inches from the side of your face, he started lightly kissing the side of your face as he whispered in your ear,

"Hey, teddy bear.."

He occasionally used that nickname, usually to get his way though, just like now, because he knows it makes you absolutely melt, and it was as you felt a warm blush spread across your face, you were definitely going to give in just from hearing that, you both knew that.