The hallway was quiet, peaceful as you walked. The moonlight shone in from the windows, adding a silver light to your path. Each step was quiet, calculated and precise as you snuck your way to Katsuki’s dorm.

Weekly movie nights turned sleepovers. It was your thing since you two began to date. Everyone knew about it, they just didn’t care about it all that much. It was your normal; wait until everyone went to their dorms and another hour, just to be sure, than you’d make your way to Katsuki’s dorm or he’d make his way to your dorm.

But, the closer you go to Katsuki’s dorm, the heavier your chest got. Nerves began to knot in your stomach, your hands began to tremble and your legs felt like they’d collapse. As you raised your hand to knock on Katsuki’s door, a voice stopped you.

“Shh, someone’ll hear you,” Uraraka’s muffled voice came from behind the door. “Babe!” She squealed, laughing and Katsuki’s deep chuckle followed after it.

“Shh, baby,” his own voice was muffled. You could hear the smile in his voice. Suddenly, you felt choked up and broken. Pieces of your heart laid bare at your feet as tears streamed down your cheeks.

You turned the knob and pushed the door open. Just in time to see Katsuki and Uraraka kissing, deep and compassionate. There they were, your boyfriend and a girl you considered your friend, laying in your boyfriend’s bed, making out.

“Seriously, Katsuki?” Your voice wavered, the name you loved to say seemed heavy on your lips, as if the ability to say it was taken from you.

Katsuki immediately pulled off of Uraraka, jumping off of his bed and putting his hands up in the air as if that’d do anything. “{{user}}, baby,” he rushed to say as he turned to you. He looked sheepish, his hair was in a mess and he had lipstick marks on his face, neck and collarbones.

All of them were her pink color. Not that you even wore lipstick. Uraraka sat up on the bed, looking between you and Katsuki, unsure if she should leave or stay.

“I can explain,” Katsuki said, rushing towards you.