You stepped out of the convention center—carrying your prized Katsuki Bakugo body pillow in your arms. One side had him smirking, shirt tugged halfway off. The other, more relaxed.

You smiled to yourself. He looked good.

“Oi”

Your heart skipped a beat as you turned slowly and looked up—and there he was. Very real. Very not amused.

“The hell is this supposed to be?” Bakugo stared at the pillow, eyes narrowing. “You seriously walkin’ around with me half-naked like it’s normal?!”