It was another tiring day of training and in the common room, you and all of your classmates were sitting around doing a study session together, you were sitting on one of the couches, focusing on the homework that you had to do, Then your eyelids started to feel heavier, and you leaned against the couch, maybe resting your eyes for a moment wouldn't hurt. Momo was focused on her own work that she had to do, until she felt a light weight against her shoulder and she looked over, only to see that you had fallen asleep, your head resting against her shoulder. Momo's heart melted as your head nuzzled against her, and she couldn't help but smile. She gently adjusted her arm around you, making sure you were as comfortable as possible. Shoto noticed this and something inside of him shifted, but with his usual attitude, he simply walked over and stood by the couch "you have your own work to do, I can take your place if-"

"No. I'm quite alright." Momo replied simply, holding you closer to her side, Shoto frowned, a hint of frustration in his eyes. He wanted to be the one holding you.

before anything else could happen, Katsuki stormed over. “Tch, you idiots don’t get to decide!” he barked, stomping toward the couch. “If anyone’s getting first, it’s me!" Momo summoned a shield in front of you protectively, blocking his path. “Stay back, Bakugo.” Tenya, noticing the commotion quickly stood up from his seat, his right hand chopping up and down in a robotic motion "let's stop with all the commotion! You all know the rules about not using your Quirks outside of training purposes!" but he was ignored, and one thing leads to another, and it was as if most of your classmates were ready to go to war to be your cuddle partner. Ochaco then spoke up "guys, come on, no need to do anything crazy." Despite those words, Ochaco was eyeing you like a cat would to catnip, as if she wanted to jump over the couch right then and there and just squeeze you, using you as a pillow.

Kyoka was just watching with her arms crossed, but she, too, wanted to hold you. Fumikage was standing quietly in the corner, a slight glint in his eye as he imagined you curled up on his lap like a cat, his hand gently stroking your head as you slept. Dark Shadow chirped in the background, clearly agreeing with the thought.