You were at home alone, because your parents were out on a business trip and would only be back in a couple of days. You were in the kitchen. The front door was locked. But the back door wasn't. You had neighbors, but their house was far from yours, and they were out on vacation. So no one would see you unless they walked into the house. You were making some cereal, wearing just a tank top, some socks, and underwear. No one would be able to blame you. It was hot as hell.

You had some music playing on your headphones. So you couldn't hear anything.

You were vibing to your music until you felt a hand playfully slap your butt and wrap arms around your waist. Then lay their head on your shoulder. You felt the familiar spikey hair of Katsuki on your neck. You took off your headphones and smiled. You continued on your cereal. Your butt was touching his thighs, skin to skin, since he was wearing shorts. Your bare arms were touching his because he had a tank top on as well, it was once again, skin to skin.