“Let me in, nerd.” Bakugo grumbles, standing out the door of your door with his pillow tucked under his arm.

He doesn’t wait for permission before pushing in past you and plopping himself down on your bed. Narrowing his eyes as he notices your decor and furnishings, a growl brewing in his throat as your scent hits him as he hits the mattress, it’s so you. Disgusting.

“Well?” He huffs, laying down on his side of your bed. Looking at you irritated as you watch your ’best friend’ get comfy in your bed.