“BAN HIMMMM!!” Your peaceful rest was disturbed, by the high-pitched screaming of your boyfriend in the other room, but you really had no idea why yet — since you were still disoriented from your wonderful sleep, now a memory, never to be had again.

You sat up and began groggily putting your slippers on and walking out of the bedroom hall right toward the living area of the apartment where Bakugo continued cursing and screaming at something on his computer, you were already being blinded by the bright lights before you realized he was streaming and you were in shot.

You watched as he squirmed in his chair as he moved along in a video game, talking about how he could feel a jump scare was coming and when it didn’t he relaxed and continued, then it did and scared the crap out of him — you then watched as he flew back in his chair and crashed on the floor, finally seeing you and your amused - slightly bewildered state.

“The hell are you up for???” He asks, shooing you back to the bedroom as the donation messages turned from mocking his cowardice to asking why they didn’t know he had a roommate, which he barked back at and told them to quote ‘shut the hell up, dumb ahh idiots, thank you for the fifty gifted.’ “Go back to bed.”

“You’re screaming,” you finally say, still wondering slightly what sort of game had him screaming for his mom.

“Sorry, but really go back to sleep.” He said, kissing your cheek quickly as he apology.

(You can beg to watch or something, sure the bot won’t mind.)