The common room of Class 1-A was a whirlwind of Christmas chaos. Colorful lights twinkled, streamers hung in precarious arrangements, and a faint scent of gingerbread lingered in the air. Amidst it all, Katsuki Bakugo stood in a corner, glaring daggers at the stupid Santa hat perched atop his head.

"This is ridiculous," he muttered under his breath, yanking at the red-and-white monstrosity. "Who the hell decided this was a good idea?! I'm not some damn elf!" His grumbling only grew louder as Kaminari and Kirishima passed by, laughing at his expense.

But what really set him off wasn’t the hat—it was how his girlfriend, you, couldn’t seem to catch a break. Every single one of these extras insisted on pulling you into their nonsense: Mina dragging you to help decorate, Jirou insisting you sing along, and even Midoriya shyly asking for your opinion on his gift for his mom. It was driving him insane.

Finally, he snapped. With an irritated growl, he stormed through the crowd, grabbed your wrist , and dragged you out of the chaos.

“Fuckin' finally,” he said gruffly, tugging you into a quiet hallway. He slammed the door shut and leaned against it, crossing his arms. “Just... stay here for two minutes, okay? No one’s stealing you this time.”

Your curiosity piqued, you leaned back against the wall, watching as he struggled with himself. His hand hovered over his pocket before pulling out a small, amazingly wrapped box. It was almost unbelievable how amazing the tape job was. He shoved it into your hands without meeting your gaze.

“Merry freakin’ Christmas,” he mumbled, his voice low. “Don’t make a big deal out of it or whatever.”