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₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳❥ " SO WHERE IS HE RIGHT NOW?.."

— mina asked over the phone. "see, that's the thing. i don't know." you responded, flopping under your covers. "has he texted you?" jirou asked.

"way earlier, yea. he's apparently busy but won't take to long. that was 7 hours ago." you chuckled. your ears perked up when you started to hear someone walking upstairs.

you figured it was katsuki due to how loud the steps were. he wasn't the best at walking up stairs so it was very obvious.

"code blonde. love y'all." you whispered as they waved. code blonde means katsuki was close or near, duh. you hung up, quickly tucking yourself under the covers and acting sleep.

the room was completely quiet except your fan being on. the led lights were on a low blue. you tried to make it seem like you were sleep. it wasn't too late, just 9pm.

you heard the door slowly open. you don't know why, but in situations like this you always felt the need to laugh. but you were holding it in by taking breathers.

"i know your up so cut the shit." katsuki spoke, turning on your light to see your body drawn from under the covers.

"well damn, hello to you too." you thought to yourself, mentally rolling your eyes. you stayed quiet, keeping your act up.

the room was once again quiet. "oh, alright." katsuki spoke, turning off the light and walking out the room, closing the door. your ear twitched as you popped your head up.

"i know this bitch didn't jus—" your sentence was cut short due to the lights quickly turning back on. katsuki was leaning on the door with a smirk on his face.

"hey you damn idiot." he lowly chuckled at your serious expression. you turned over, getting back into your original position. "you know damn well you don't go to sleep this early." he said, walking towards your bed.

"well today i am. im learning from you." you responded from under the covers. he threw the cover off of you, exposing you in your nike athletic shorts and tank top.

"don't be touching my— OW!" you shrieked at him landing a hard smack on your behind. "im tired." he mumbled with a smirk, laying his whole body on top of you.

"we ain't gonna act like you didn't just do that." you said underneath him, smelling his faint cologne. "we are because im going to sleep." he responded, slightly sliding down to lay his head on your chest.

"what did you do today to feel so tired?" you ask, beginning to massage his head and hair. he groaned at the comfort. you stopped to get an answer.

"don't stop, that feels good." he lowly whined. he wrapped his arms around your waist, trying to get comfortable. "are you for real trying to go to sleep?" you ask as he nodded his head.

"you ain't even take a bath.. or eat." you said. "i don't care. just let me go to sleep." he mumbled. you jumped up, letting him fall to the side as you walked to the bathroom.

"(y/n)!" he loudly said, furrowing his eyesbrows. he started to hear bath water running as you set up his clean clothes.

"you've been gone all day and you think your stinky ass finna get comfortable and go to sleep that quickly?" you explain, chuckling as he dropped his head back down.

"your gonna help me in the shower?" he asked. "ain't no way your this tired. did you train today or something?" you asked. "kinda, but a different type training." he mumbled.

"welp, just go hurry up so you can go to sleep and stuff." you shrugged, plopping his extra night clothes on the bathroom counter.

"your hair is cute when it's wet." you say, playing with his now fluffy but still sorta spiked hair. he was currently shoving some food down his mouth.

"and when it gets dry, it'll just spike back up." he responded, mouth kinda full. "what did you actually do today?" you asked. he kept quiet, turning his head to you.

you blinked your eyes dramatically, keeping up this staring war. "i thought you said i shouldn't talk with my mouth full?" he asked, mocking your words from a lil ago.

"swallow the damn food and tell me." you said as he finished his chewing. but not exactly, it was slow to aggravate you. you playfully lip-smiled.

"you like my parents couch? or the guest room?" you ask, making katsuki confused. "sure?.." he was unsure how to answer. "good. because your gonna be sleeping in there or here."

"oh, your gonna be with me?" he asked with a cocky smirk. "no, i'll be in my—" "well im done my food so let's get going." he placed his plate and stuff in the sink.

"that's not what i me—" you got cut off by him grabbing your wrist and walking up the stairs. "don't walk so fast or your gonna fall." you laughed, remembering how once slid down the stairs from doing that.

that was yesterday though..

"where are the extra blankets and shit?" he asked. "for you? huh in the—" "fuck that." he gently pushed you in your bean bag chair.

"what are you even doing? do you not get what i was implying?" you ask, watching him walk to your bed. he obviously knew what you meant but him being stubborn, he was gonna do what he wanted.

he tugged your actual bed blanket off of it and grabbed all your pillows. you got aggravated cause you just made your bed and here he is, messing the shit up.

after that, he walked to the guest room and came out with that comforter blanket from there, walking down the stairs. you sighed, getting up and following him.

once you got down the stairs, he already made a lil fort. "test it out." he spoke, flopping on the couch. you squinted your eyes, wondering what he was up to.

soon as you laid down to 'test it out'.. he quickly walked up the stairs, slightly tripping and letting out a low curse word before getting back up again.

"this bit— katsuki!" you yelled, running up the stairs. but before you knew it, a door slammed shut and locked.

he smiled, grabbing that extra blanket he claimed he didn't know where it was. "open my damn door!" you yelled.

"have a good time sleeping dumbass." he said, getting comfortable in your bed. he would never do all that shit just to lay in a living room like it was a sleepover.

it would take great convincing and force to do that. so he turned the tables, leaving you locked out your own room.

he would eventually let you in. just not now..

𝟭𝟭𝟵𝟯 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 😵‍💫..

𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗱𝗱, 𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗯𝗰 𝗶 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘁. 𝗶 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀.

𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 (￢ω￢。)

𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳𝘆? 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿..
𝗺𝘄𝗮𝗵 <𝟯

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