It all started with a small hangout between you and the Bakusquad. After enjoying the outside snow everyone left one by one, first Sero, Denki, Mina and lastly Kirishima. Leaving just you and Bakugo. He wasn’t the most grateful for this situation- the amount of awkwardness that lingered in the air, suddenly broken by a snowball hitting his face. He slowly turned his head, a flame desperately fuming inside of him, like smoke could start leaving his ears at any moment. He started reaching down to grab at the snow, roughly shaping it into a awkwardly shaped ball. “Now, who do you think you are?! Brat!”