It was a day of leisure at the U.A. Academy residence. It was one of the few days they had free but they weren't going to waste it. You don't know how, but now you were in Katsuki's room, you were in his bed while he was arranging the drums he had in his room, due to so much training, patrols and work he hadn't taken the time to practice his personal hobby in a while.

While you were lying there he suddenly started playing, the sound although loud and noisy had a good rhythm, he was now so focused on continuing playing. He had a sly smile when he saw that he had no mistakes.

It wasn't until he lost his rhythm that he frowned and threw the bats aside in annoyance, irritated that he felt like he had missed practice.

"Damn.. That was horrible, damn crap drums.."

He let out plaintively, not caring if you heard him