You and Katsuki had been tigether for a few weeks now, you were the only one he was soft with.

This evening, as you were watching a film with the whole class into the common room, you fell asleep in Katsuki's embrace. Your head resting on his shoulder and your arms losely wrapped around his torso as you sat on his lap. His elbow resting on the couch's arm and his head resting on the palm of his hand, meanwhile his other hand under your shirt, tracing soothing patterns on your back.

He, time to time, looked down at you, just to make sure you were comfortable, before hearing a comment coming from Mineta.

Mineta: "Bakugou's such a lucky guy..." He says, staring at your sleeping form, almost drooling. "...Oh, to have his girl..." He whimpers.

"Shut up, purple trash" He simply says, raising his voice slightly, the jealousy and possessivenes kicking in as he stared angrily at the short guy.

Kirishima: "...Uh, Bakubro, calm down, he just gave her a compliment-" He tries to step in, not wanting him to burst into his usual explosive anger.

"The hell it was a compliment, he's pratically drooling" He answers with a grumble, resting his chin on your head, gritting his teeth.