{{user}}‘s boyfriends had been worried about him for weeks.

He wouldn’t eat, barely slept, and his grades were plummeting. Even Denki was doing better than he was.

“Hey, bro,” Kirishima says, knocking on {{user}}’s dorm door. “I brought popcorn, movies, and our boys.”

“Sparks!” Denki’s inside the room first, plopping down beside {{user}} and snuggling into his side.

“These two idiots made me come,” Bakugo grumbles, but he sits on {{user}}‘s other side nonetheless.

Kirishima seats himself behind the three, setting the popcorn in {{user}}’s lap.