A/N: Heyooooooo! Welcome to hell! Anyway, I would like to start this off by saying Happy Chanukah / Hannukah! Today's the first of eight days, so go celebrate! Safely, of course. Second order of business. Fucking... fluff. A mix between real events and scenarios that appeared in my head during one of many gay panics that happen in a day. You know the drill. Nothing new. Uh, I have nothing else to say! So, let's get going! At the end, Katsuki's real hero name is mentioned, so be warned!

Kirishima's POV

"We aren't going to go super in depth with this one, but there is a hormone called oxytocin. It's known as the cuddling hormone. This is why you feel the need to snuggle small animals or babies. It's also why, biologically, your parents love you. They emitted this hormone, bonding you to them. This hormone is also why you want to cuddle with your significant other, or why your parents may hold each other while they sleep,"

My pencil stopped on the paper, mid-sketch. I hadn't been paying much attention, just jotting down whatever was put on the board. I'd study it with Katsuki later.

Speak of the devil, my eyes move from the board over to the ash blond. The ash blond's teeth found his lip, only to let go with a short sigh.

Even just thinking about Katsuki's lip makes me flush, because I know that I'm was the only one to kiss them. I'm Katsuki's first, and Katsuki's mine

The ash blond makes me all kinds of giddy, I'm unable to focus whenever I see him. Whenever he spars with me, I do my best to keep my head on my shoulders, but I never can.

"Oh," was all I found myself muttering. I wrote down "oxytocin" in his notebook to remember for later.

And remember I did. I remembered it so well, in fact, that I couldn't get it off my mind.

"Fuck," I sighed, planting my face in my arms.

"What?" Katsuki asked. "Don't get something,"

"No, not that," I groaned. "Got something in my mind. A writing idea,"

"Oh? Tea?" Katsuki asked. It seems uncharacteristic of him, but that was a common phrase of his. "Wanna fill me in? Or is this a secret?"

"You'll see when I publish it, baby," I said before pressing a kiss to my boyfriend's cheek.

Katsuki's face began to turn pink as he stuffed his face back into the book he was reading.

"Isn't that the book where the guy spends a paragraph or two talking about some other dude's butt?" I asked, brushing a strand of hair out of my face, my hair gel beginning to fail me.

You're no good, gel. You never gonna be anything, gel. Ya just. Like. Ya fatha.

I'm sorry, that duck vine is too good, I had to mention it somehow.

"It's so gay," Katsuki laughed.

"Ew, gross," I said jokingly, getting a snort from Katsuki.

"Right? Can you believe these homos?" Katsuki continued.

"No. As a man, I'm glad to know my boyfriend feels the same," I fell into a fit of giggles, unable to keep up the joke.

"God, you're a mess, Ei," Katsuki grinned, looking at me.

"I'm your mess though," my voice had gotten quiet, leaning in a bit as I waited for Katsuki to close the small gap.

And he did, his lips finding mine in an amateur kiss. Even though we've been kissing for close to six months, we aren't experts. I still miss on occasion, I won't tilt my head as much I probably should, so I stab Katsuki in the face with my nose, which is usually cold for some reason. The list goes on, but it's a long list.

But, we don't hate it. Not even close. Hell, Katsuki put his hand on my cheek once and I literally had to force myself not to make a noise from the contact. I tried doing the same to him a while later, but my clumsy fucking oaf hands decided to malfunction, and I couldn't find a way to properly put my hand on his cute fucking face without shoving a damn finger down his ear.

And, maybe this is just me, but I don't think shoving your finger into someone's ear during a kiss is very romantic.

But, fuck, if I don't love it every time he kisses me. It always makes my knees weak.

We pulled back, grinning at each other.

Now, I'd like to imagine I'm good at keeping eye contact with people. I can look someone in the eyes with ease, and still speak pretty smoothly.

Well, as smoothly as I can while just mispronouncing words left and right.

But when I look into Katsuki's cherry eyes, I can't. The words get stuck in my throat, and he smiles when he looks at me, which makes me stop breathing for a second.

His smile is so gorgeous, and his eyes sparkle like angels came from above and put stars in them. And his giggle.

His fucking giggle.

It kills me.

His cute three pronged giggle that dances upward all cute and shit. Sometimes he covers his mouth with the back of his hand, sometimes he doesn't.

Every single time I hear it, I can't fight the smile from my face. It's so bubbly and pure. It's like an illegal weapon of a love war. Shouldn't be used.

Fuck, I'm so gay.

We locked eyes for a moment, before I had to look away. He's so fucking pretty, I couldn't take it.

"You're so pretty, what the fuck," I whispered, wrapping my arms around him and snuggling up behind him.

"No you,"

"No you,"

"No you,"

"No y--"

I paused, my phone buzzing.

Text from Mina. Nothing major.

So I wrapped myself around him again, hanging on like he was a piece of wood from the Titanic. I pressed my cheek up to his back and shut my eyes.

"Ei. Homework,"

"Snuggles,"

"Fine,"

●●●

I have no idea why I've felt clingier than normal as of recent, but I have. So much so to where I sent Katsuki a text about it.

Babe, you're on my mind all the time. It isn't fair, because I constantly think about snuggles and shit, and I can't fucking get them when you're so far away. And then I think about your kisses and just being with you, and then I get salty because /why the fuck are you so far away?!?!/ Like, what the fuck?! I love you like fucking crazy, and I feel so damn at peace when I have you in my arms, or vice versa. I dunno, this was just an impulse thing, because I just can't get you out of my mind.

"I want snuggles," I groaned out of nowhere, hugging my pillow. Katsuki was out, doing shit, being a hero, being manly, etc. He's obviously allowed to go do things, and I'm super proud of him for being such a good hero!

So I was just in my dorm, chilling and not doing anything productive because arthritis makes fingers go ouch.

:)

The crippling amount of oxytocin I'm feeling right now is not funky fresh.

It's like when an animal goes into heat, but they wanna glomp, not fuck anything that walks.

"Mmnh!" I whined, flopping on my side.

I'm being petty, I know. But I really want some fucking snuggles.

Like, wrap us up in my tortilla blanket and just

UwU

Essentially. That's the vibe.

Can you tell I'm being a petty, clingy bitch yet?

"Hey, babe," Katsuki entered the room.

"Dynamight, come save me," I whined. "I've been deprived of cuddles and snuggles,"

"Oh, how awful," Katsuki laughed. "Does Red Riot wanna be big spoon or little spoon?"

"I don't care. Just snuggle me,"

"Alright, c'mere,"

A/N: ha, gay. Happy holidays! Stay safe and healthy! - Septic / Spark