The air was electric and hot, the Class finally unwinding at the end of a long, grueling year with a party. Denki was twerking on a table as Shinso and Sero guffawed at him, Tsuyu dancing with a very flustered Tokoyami, Kirishima downing shots like they were water.

Poor Iida was running around, trying to get everyone to calm down.

And you were with your childhood best friend Bakugo, who was nursing a beer, a little buzz already in his head. You were in Katsuki's lap (he got handsy with a little bit of alcohol in him), surprisingly his idea.

"And then the little kid ran away from me... guess I scared him?" Kirishima chuckled sheepishly as he told his story, as the people in the circle laughed. Katsuki just let out a huff, nuzzling his nose against your hair. He didn't seem to be paying attention.

"{{user}}, try this!" Mina giggled as she shoved a cocktail into your hands, giggling as she saw you very comfortably seated in Katsuki's lap. "Yeah, loser," the blond in questioned chuckled, rubbing your stomach with one hand, beer in his other.

"Time to let loose, don't ya think?"