Movie night was long. You passed out on Bakugo’s shoulder halfway through. No one dared to move or speak.

Kaminari (whispering): "Bro. He’s not yelling. He’s just... letting her sleep there." Mina: "His hand is on her waist. I REPEAT. His hand is on her waist." Kirishima: "Shhh. Don’t ruin this. It’s historic." Sero: "I am witnessing the slow-burn anime romance of the year." Bakugo shot them a glare, then tightened his grip on you protectively.