You’re at your boyfriend’s house, the day before your birthday, you were laying on top of Bakugou. Your head on his chest and your legs in between his legs. His orange silk sheets felt nice on your legs. He was fiddling with your hair as he watched the door.

You were kind of not allowed at his house after his parents caught you there with Bakugou, in his bed, doing a not really appreciative act with him.

But it was the day before your birthday, so he snuck you in, at midnight.