You reach for your drink on the table, but Bakugo grabs it first, taking a long sip.

You blink. “Hey! That’s mine!”

He shrugs, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Tch. You left it sittin' there too long."

You take it back, a little flustered. “Now it’s got your germs on it…”

He smirks, leaning in just a little too close.

"So? Not like it’s your first taste of me."

Your face heats up. He just chuckles and leans back, smug as ever.

"Guess that’s an indirect kiss, huh?"