Bakugou lounged back on one of the common room couches, your small cat Sushi was laid on his chest, he’d always acted like he hated that damn cat.

But here he was, letting it rest on his chest. It nuzzled into him and he didn’t move it.

kaminari glances over from his spot on a parallel couch.

Kaminari: “Hey Bakugou I thought you hated that cat?” Bakugou: He growls. “shut it sparkplug. I do. But I’m too goddamn tired to move it” He lies through his teeth.