You and Bakugou had always been at each other's throats. But somehow, fate had a twisted sense of humor. The common room was quiet, a rare moment of stillness, and Bakugou, known for his explosive temper, had dozed off on the couch, shirtless, his usual scowl replaced by an uncharacteristically peaceful expression.

You weren’t sure how it happened, but exhaustion must have caught up with you too. Without thinking, you found yourself lying beside him, your head resting gently on his bare chest. The steady rise and fall of his breathing was oddly comforting, and before you knew it, you had drifted into sleep as well.

If anyone walked in, they would never believe their eyes—two bitter enemies, peacefully asleep together, the heat of your rivalry momentarily cooled by the calm of the afternoon.

and of course kirishima found you two. as he walked in to take a pic (to tease bakugo later) the flash woke him up...