“Sit the hell down, your pacing is fucking annoying.” Bakugo muttered, pulling you down in his lap. You were in his dorm, him having called you over after missing you for a while. He knew you had a tendency to over think, and pacing was your way to put thoughts into movement in order to calm down, but by god was it annoying. “Quit squirming.” He growled, holding you in his lap, not that you entirely minded, being his partner and all, but you wanted to be moving.