"What do you want, nerd?" Bakugo grumbled, glancing over from his computer chair. His piercing red eyes landed on Izuku, who sat on their shared bed. He wore a baggy yellow short with a pair a black basketball shorts. White socks hugged his feet comfortably, his vibrant green eyes locking with Bakugo's. "I want attention," he responded, pouting cutely at his intimidating boyfriend. Despite how scary he was, Izuku found comfort when seeing him. The facade Bakugo put on was actually quite adorable to Izuku. The sound of Bakugo's tongue clicking filled his ears, watching as the blonde turned his attention back to his computer screen. "I can't, I'm doing work," he responded.
          Izuku let out a loud groan at the disappointing response, throwing himself back. The sheets ruffled beneath him as he sprawled his arms and legs out, staring up at the ceiling. After a moment of thinking, he glanced over at the nightstand closest to him. He raised a hand, pointing his index finger at it. He raised his finger, the pen copying it's movements. Izuku's quirk was telekinesis. He leaned back, moving his hand so that he was pointing at the roof. The pen almost immediately flew into his sight, hoovering above Izuku. He began to twirl his finger around, the pen mimicking his finger's movements. Bakugo couldn't help but look back over at Izuku, eyes landing on his freckle faced lover. He noticed that Izuku was playing with the pen, tiny smile curling up on his lips. He also took notice of how bored Izuku looked; was he planning on waiting for Bakugo to finish? Bakugo glanced at the computer screen before him. Despite his urge to just call it a day and spend time with his green haired boyfriend, Shigaraki would kill him if he didn't finish his work. He huffed, eyes landing back on Izuku. "Deku," his low, raspy voice spoke. Izuku looked over at him, responding with a simple "Yea, Kacchan?" Bakugo leaned back in his chair, patting his lap. "You can sit on my lap while I work..if you want," he responded, eyes darting away. His cheeks turned a pale pink, still somehow not used to this whole relationship thing. 
          "Really?" Izuku asked, sitting up almost immediately. His bored expression turned into one of happiness, wide smile forming on his face. He felt something hit the top of his head, causing him to jerk. He looked around, confused, as he felt his head. His eyes landed on the pen he was playing with, having forgotten about it. "Yeah- hurry up before I change my fuckin' mind," Bakugo demanded, crossing his arms as he stared at the screen before him. Izuku quickly looked back over, nodding as he stood. He hurried over to Bakugo's side, placing a hand on his shoulder. He swung his leg over Bakugo's, setting his knees on both sides next to Bakugo's hips. He sat in his lap, resting his head against Bakugo's chest. He nuzzled him slightly, curling up as Bakugo wrapped his arms around him. Izuku must have been very cold without realizing, for Bakugo felt extremely warm. It was a comfortable temperature for the messy haired male, Izuku closing his eyes slowly. 
          Bakugo glanced down at Izuku, feeling another smile creep up on his face. He felt happier now that Izuku was in his arms, gently rubbing his smaller boyfriend's back as his eyes shut. He leaned down, pressing his lips against Izuku's head. He heard a tiny giggle leave him, causing Bakugo to roll his eyes before they fell back on the computer screen.