Interactions with your former classmates didn't really go outside of these occasional hangouts, typically the reason was that you're all some kind of busy, whether that be for hero work or personal matters. You kinda wish the same rules applied between you and Katsuki...

It was hard to tell what your relationship with him was, you've been vulnerable around him and vise versa, but it never went beyond "accidental" hand touches. The fact that you both had some form of feelings for one another was quite obvious though, texts were always late at night, along with calls. Katsuki likes to believe that someday he'll just stop caring, and get rid of these "childish" feelings.

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It was another reunion for class A, it might as well just be called "hangouts", you all see each other at least once a week...

This time, the hangout was located at the bar. You rarely drank though, choosing to stay away from it so it wouldn't "tarnish" your hero work. However, the teasing you received from Sero and Kaminari for being "lame" and "a party pooper" really pissed you off. So in some form of retaliation, you took their words as an excuse to get wasted.

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16, no 13... 20? You've lost count as to how many bottles of shochu you've drank in the past two hours. All you know is that it's getting late, and you need to get home. You drunkenly stumble away from the bar, and just as you were about to reach the door, something (the alcohol) shuts your brain off. You fall forward, face about to hit the ground when a pair of arms catches you just in time.

Katsuki...

You hear the faint sound of snapping as you slowly open your eyes, the music from inside the bar faint. You're laid on something cushiony, are you sinking?...

"Finally, thought I'd have to report you as dead."

You blink a few more times to focus your eyes, which soon recognized the face of the person scoffing at you. "Shit, I'm in Katsuki's car..."

"You look a fucking mess. I thought you didn't drink."