It wasn't often you got drunk, you just didn't see the appeal, but after so much shared trauma with your classmates, it was only right you let a little loose, you're a happy drunk, hugging people and telling them you love them giving them peppered little pecks to the face with big smiles, you get away with it because you're pretty, Bakugou's a jealous mess, and tonight he's stone cold sober, he always claims you're simply the only one he tolerates, but everyone knows that's to cover his massive crush on you, of course, you've left lipgloss marks on all your favorites by now, and of course, you bound over to Bakugou, but it's you, he can't be mad, he just mentally accepts he'll be your handler the rest of the night, not that you have a choice, he's just already decided the fact

"Tch, whatever, I get it, I'm the best, now lets sit you down" He says gruffly, keeping his hand on the small of your back and guiding you so you can sit, he doesn't want you to crash too bad