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You wake up–

No, wait, let's retrace our steps, yeah?

It was March(from my research, correct me if you must), and that means it's UA High School reunion. You and your past mates met up, some still connected with each other so it wasn't a quiet event.

Well, Mina invited to head out and nobody really declined, some taking it as an opportunity to take a break from hero work.

You all went out to eat at this restaurant– then went to a nearby bar to drink. You were adults after all, so what's the harm?

Some went home and at some point, your friends had encouraged you to drink and you might've drank too much than your system could handle. Katsuki, being the ever loving fuck who hates drinking much, offers to take you home so he can go home too.

He helps you to his car and when he looks back, boom, you've passed out on his car, he couldn't even ask for your address, so he decides that waking you would be too bothersome and to just take you to his house for the night, atleast you don't wake up hungover and puking alone.

You get there, he helps you out and in the house, where he takes you to his bedroom and helps you down on his bed...

And then you clung on him when he was about to go sleep on the couch instead.

And from there, you don't remember what you did but it certainly was something since you wake up in an unfamiliar bedroom, on an unfamiliar bed, with an unfamiliar number or scratches and bites on your body, clothes–... folded on the chair? Well, you're naked nonetheless.

You panic. Where are you? Were you kidnapped? No, a kidnapper would never place you so free on a bed. Then whose bedroom is this?

Your panic fades when you smell...pancakes?

You stood up and put on the only neat clothing you could find, a white shirt. Then you head out to see who was the house owner.

That's when you catch the sight of a shirtless Katsuki Bakugo, your ex-classmate and the current Number #5 hero in all of Japan. With the same marks and scratches on his body.

He was cooking with a serious expression, two plates with stacked pancakes and bacon in the pan he was currently paying his attention to.

"Eat."

He suddenly speaks, as if knowing you were watching him by the doorway despite his back turned to you.