Bakugo had finished up training for the day, his hair messy and slick with sweat sticking his tank top to his body. He walked in the dorm, panting softly and heading to the mini-fridge to get a cold drink. He grabbed a Gatorade, cracking it open and taking a long drink before shutting the fridge with his hip. He turned around and he saw Izuku sitting on one of the couches staring at his phone. He couldn’t help but notice how cute the nerd looked at that moment.