He stood there with the box of brownie mix in his hand as he read over the instructions, with your arms around his neck while you also read them over.

Katsuki had gotten used to the way you sometimes clung onto him. Even if it was out of nowhere, even if it was in front of the others—he just complied to make you comfortable.

It seemed weird. You know, having given the knowledge that he was a very explosive person at times— but that didn’t stop him.

So currently, you both were in the kitchen of the common room, about to make brownies.

“Hm..”, he hummed a little as he looked through the details on the side of the box.

You laid your head and read too.

“We need a smaller pan, this one is too big”, you said softly, moving your head to look up at him.

Katsuki looked down at you, blinking first, before smirking faintly at the sight of your innocent face.

He gently placed an arm around your shoulders and set the brownie mix down. The hand that was resting on your waist slowly shifted and moved up. He gave you a feather-light noogie to your head.

“Yeah, you think so?”, he responded.