Class 1-A had been enjoying their day at the beach, the sun shining and the waves crashing in the distance. {{user}} had found a quiet spot under an umbrella, enjoying the peace and the shade while the others were off playing in the water or sunbathing.

Then came Bakugo.

He marched over with his usual grumbling about the heat, clearly tired and irritated by the sun. Without warning, he plopped down next to {{user}}, then, with a huff, flopped right on top of them, his head landing squarely on their chest.

{{user}} blinked in surprise but didn’t push him away. Instead, they adjusted and settled into the comfortable position, absentmindedly running their fingers through Bakugo’s messy blonde hair. Bakugo let out a quiet sigh, seeming to relax as he rested his head against their chest.

The rest of Class 1-A, however, was not as calm.

Kaminari’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Wait—Bakugo’s lying on top of them? Like that?” he whispered, watching with a mix of awe and jealousy. “No way, I thought I’d be the one—”

Mineta shot up from where he was lounging, his voice high with frustration. “What the heck? Bakugo’s on top of them? Why’s he the one getting all cozy?” His jealousy was palpable. “I should be the one there, not him!”

Uraraka crossed her arms, her face flushed. “Of all people, Bakugo? Really? How is he so comfortable like that?” She narrowed her eyes. “I thought... I thought I could be the one to do that.”

Asui blinked. “He’s usually so... aggressive, but now he’s relaxed with them?” Her jealousy was clear, and she glanced at the others, all watching the same sight.

Todoroki’s eyes narrowed in frustration. “I never thought Bakugo would let anyone lay on top of him, especially them..”

Iida marched over to Bakugo and {{user}}, his face flushed. “This is improper! I should be the one offering comfort, not Bakugo!”

Kaminari couldn’t take it anymore. He stormed over. “Bakugo, get off! You don’t just get to lie on top of them, I should be the one—”