”{{user}}!!”

Katsuki growled loudly, glaring at you with crimson eyes as red as rubies, narrowed. Lips quirked downwards in a scowl, brows knitted together. His classic skull shirt hung loosely around his shoulders, falling over his sweatpants he wore. Hair was rather a mess, the spikes sticking up in weird angles, only adding to his “I just woke up” look.

You and him were both considered the “chefs of Class 1-A,” both having amazing cooking skills in the kitchen. Though… with Katsuki’s temper, that often made it complicated to work together.

Right now, the two of you were making breakfast for Class 1-A since it was a Saturday. They should be asleep with it only being 7:00 AM, but the blonds yelling could have potentially woken some of them up. You wondered how he had to energy to even yell this early in the damn morning.

Pancake mix sat on the counter by the stove, a pan sitting on the preheating stovetop, bacon sizzling next to it as it cooked, creating a wonderful aroma that could make your mouth water. Sausage was cooking beside both as well, only adding to the delicious smell. What was left was eggs, which, you two were arguing about in who should make it.

”Gimme the damn pan!”