Two years since Bakugou Katsuki graduated U.A High School. One year since he had met (Name). And 1 month since the couple had moved into a small apartment near where Bakugou had began working as a side-kick while trying to get his bearings and becoming a real pro-hero.

Currently, it was about 3 in the morning and neither had managed to catch a wink of sleep since they went to bed at 10. Mostly due to the recent cold weather they'd been having and the both of them procrastinating from buying a plug in radiator. Which they'd both agreed to buy a week ago.

Bakugou, after closing his eyes for about the millionth time felt his girlfriend unwrap herself from his arms. "Where the fuck do you think you're going?" Was mumbled under his breath as he felt himself drifting off, "I'm gonna put on another pair of pyjamas. It's bloody freezing."

(Name) had an ice quirk. And so her body temperature was constantly low. For the Summer? Amazing. Bakugou never felt like he'd like he'd have to kick off the covers in the middle of the night with his own A.C. sleeping right next to him but in the Winter things became a lot more whiny. Things like this happening every other night.

Finally, (Name) came back and Bakugou was already half asleep facing the other way. He felt freezing hands come around his waist and cold feet entangle themselves in his legs. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING." He screeched, sitting up straight in the bed and attempting to leech his partner off of him.

"Katsuki— Please stooop. I'm freeeeezing." Long child-like words of protest came from (Name's) mouth as Bakugou pushed her away with all his might.

Finally, he pushed her off the bed, and although the blanket went with her all he cared about was getting a reasonable amount of sleep so he curled up into himself.

All he heard was the floor below was a lot of groans and whines and complaints. "If you don't let me cuddle you while I go to sleep I'll steal your phone and tell Kirishima that you hate him."

"Piss off. He knows that already dumbass."

"I'll tell him you've been in love with him since U.A and you couldn't bury your feelings and you've broken up with me to be with him."

"Maybe I fucken should. He won't steal all my fucken blanket." He could hear the pout in her voice.

"Maybe I'll just go sleep on the couch and freeze to death and you won't have anyone to tell you that you're making omelettes wrong."

"I'M NOT MAKING THOSE FUCKERS WRONG YOU MAKE THEM WRONG."

"Whatever."

Bakugou heard his bedroom door opening and closing. And he stayed there. He convinced himself that he didn't need a blanket or some girl to hold while he slept. He laid there and before he could have his last coherent thought of the night he was in the doorway to the living room starting at the upright figure on the couch.

He made his way over and sat down, (Name) opening her arms to let him under the blanket. He leaned against the arm of the couch and she went with him, head on his stomach and arms around his sides. "I didn't come down here for you, asshole. It was fucking cold and you took the blanket." A hum of agreement came from below.

"I won't leave you for Kirishima by the way. Greedy fucker would take the blanket too."

He heard a laugh and snuggled lower into (Name's) embrace.

"I love you, Katsuki." Bakugou felt his heart start beating. He'd heard that for months but every time he still felt like it was the first time he'd heard it.

"I love you too, shithead."