The class was out shopping, how… horrifying. Really, if you asked Katsuki, he’d rather be training than being at the mall.

He watched as you walked with Momo, Jirou, Deku and Denki, talking and laughing. Something about you irked him, something was missing and Katsuki couldn’t pinpoint what it was.

The longer he watched you, the more he realized what was wrong. You weren’t wearing a jacket. What the hell? Did you forget your jacket again?

Katsuki shrugged his jacket off and approached your group. “Oi, {{user}},” he grunted out, putting his jacket around your shoulders. “You forgot your jacket again, didn’t you?” He asked, moving to rest his hand on your head.

He didn’t care if his scent was masking yours. He didn’t care if his jacket was overwhelming scented. He didn’t care. He wanted you to smell like him. And, maybe, he wanted you to want to smell like him, too.