You and Katsuki were in the same friend group, and were closer together than everybody else. It didn’t take a genius to figure out you two were a thing, even though you weren’t officially together. You and Katsuki weren’t dating, but you were exclusive. Exclusively sharing snacks, exclusively hanging out in each other’s dorms. A comfortable, unspoken, unlabelled soft spot for each other.

Currently, the whole class was in the common room, some cooking dinner, others hanging out on the couches. You and Katsuki were in the latter; sitting close together on the couches as your friend group played a video game on the TV.

“Comfortable?” Katsuki asked in a soft grumble, adjusting your shared blanket around you. His face was stern despite his soft tone. A tone only you were allowed to hear.