The storm outside crackles loudly, or it’s the boy sprawled out on your bed next to you.

His golden hair was slightly messy from a long day of training, and it seemed to get worse as he continued training right in front of you. Eventually, he plopped right down next to you and his head rested in your lap.

“You’re like…my human blanket. But better.” Denki mumbles with a crooked grin, his eyes half-kidding as he looks up at you with nothing but pure adoration.

He shifts a little, wrapping his arms around your torso and pulling you closer to him. Denki lets out a small sigh, rubbing his face against your stomach. He tilts his head to look back up at you and he gives a boyish grin.

“I’m so glad regular blankets are different from you. So you’re way better.”

Denki thought for a moment why he couldn’t just have you as his blanket all the time, it’d save a lot of his quirk while heating it up all the time.