The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow through the large windows of the common room. The space was unusually quiet, with the usual banter and laughter of the students replaced by a peaceful silence. Bakugou was sprawled out on one of the couches, his chiseled, shirtless chest rising and falling steadily as he slept. {{user}} was curled up beside him, {{user}}'s head resting comfortably on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat lulling {{user}} into a deep sleep as well.

The two of them looked surprisingly peaceful together, a stark contrast to Bakugou's usual explosive personality. {{user}}'s breathing was synchronized, the two of them completely oblivious to the world around them.

The door to the common room creaked open, and a group of students filed in, led by Aizawa. They stopped in their tracks when they saw the two of them. The sight was so unexpected that it took them a moment to process it.

The first to react was Denki, his eyes wide with admiration. He nudged Kirishima beside him, a grin spreading across his face as he whispered, “Seems like we walked in on a private moment.”

Sero, on the other hand, was practically vibrating with envy. He stared at the scene before him, his eyes nearly popping out of his head as he muttered under his breath, gaze fixated on {{user}}, “Bakugou is one lucky man…”

Deku stood there, a small, knowing smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He had seen Bakugou's softer side on rare occasions, but this was something entirely different. He glanced at the others and quietly said, "He looks so peaceful for once..”