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Uraraka POV:

"Hey, sleepyhead." I open my eyes. I'm met with Katsuki's red eyes. In a groggy voice, I ask,

"How long did I sleep?" 

"About 2 hours." My eyes widen. I realize that I'm literally laying on top of Katsuki and my face turns red. Looking around, the dark room is only lit by Katsuki's phone screen.

"What time is it?"

"About 8." 

"Where am I?"

"In my dorm,"

"Sorry, I should probably leave." I sit up so now I'm straddling him.

"Why?"

"Well, I don't want to bother you." Katsuki props himself up on his elbows.

"What? You're not bothering me. If you were bothering me, I would have just taken you to your room instead of mine. Plus..." He sits up fully, our faces are inches apart,

"You're a warm blanket." Suddenly, he wraps his arms around my shoulders, flopping back onto the bed and dragging me down with him. I relax in his arms, as even though I don't want to admit it, it's really nice to lay with him.

"I'll stay until either you kick me out, or 10. I'm not gonna stay forever."

"Fine by me," I turn over and tuck myself into his arm, looking at what he's reading on his phone.

Katsuki scrolls through articles about heroes, news, and the recent arrest of a villain called "Gentle Criminal."

"Hey, what's that one about the Gentle Criminal and the U.A. student?"

"Hmm?" He taps on the article. The bold font reads, "Internet Villain, Gentle Criminal, Defeated by U.A. Student." Katsuki tilts the phone so I can see better.

"Go to the part about the U.A. student." He scrolls down. It reads,

"The villain known for posting villainous videos on the internet was taken down by U.A. first year, Izuku Midoriya. The hero-in-training, known as 'Deku', had found out that Gentle Criminal was going to play a joke on U.A. by sneaking into their school festival."

"Wait, is that why Deku was late?"

"I guess," Katsuki continues to scroll through his social media, the news, and others. I feel my eyelids become heavy as I slowly drift off to sleep.

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Warmth surrounds my body as I slowly wake up. I turn over into a more comfortable position. My hand feels... Skin? It's not me... I blink rapidly. My eyes sting as they rapidly adjust to the sunlight pouring into the room. 

This isn't my room...

This is... Katsuki's dorm room. I quickly do an analysis: It looks like I'm not wearing pants, I'm wearing Katsuki's shirt, Katsuki is shirtless but still wearing pants, I'm in his dorm, in his bed, Katuski's asleep...

I remember what happened and I instantly relax. I try to carefully sit up, as to not wake Katsuki. Katsuki shifts and whines a little,

"No! You're... Warm." His arm sleepily waves around, looking for me. I lay back down. Eventually, I fall asleep again.

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I wake up, feeling refreshed and cozy. I blink open my eyes. Katsuki is on his orange phone. I shift a little and the blonde looks over at me.

"Hey there, sleepyhead." I giggle a bit and sit up. I reach my arms up and stretch the sleep out of my muscles. My shirt rides up a bit, but I pull it back down. I turn around, so I'm facing Katsuki. I sit crisscross and ask,

"What time is it?"

"About 9."

"Did I stay all night?"

"Hmm? Oh. Yeah."

"But I thought that I wasn't gonna say the night."

"You were out cold, I couldn't wake you up. So I pretty much had no choice but to keep you here." My stomach growls and I wrap my arms around it, embarrassed. Katsuki chuckles and sits up,

"I guess it's time for breakfast." He gets off the bed and walks over to his dresser, pulling out a red shirt and putting it on. Sarcastically, I remark,

"Wow, you're actually wearing color!"

"Shut your face, Floaty." He holds his hand out for me to take, I skip up to him and intertwine our fingers. Leaving the room, we step into the elevator.

"So, what are you hungry for?"  I think for a minute and say,

"Well... I want something sweet." I put my finger in the air, 

"Pancakes!" the elevator doors open.

"Do you wanna help me cook?" my face lights up,

"I suck at cooking, but I'd like to try!"

"Ok then,"

I look at everyone mingling in the common area, and yell,

"Katsuki and I are making pancakes! Who wants some?" everybody raises their hand and cheers.

"How many people want pancakes?"

"Uhh, almost everyone, so about 20 servings."

"Ok, I'll adjust and make 24." He walks us into the kitchen, picking up the pink apron that hung on the wall. He tosses it to me.

"Put that on."

"Wait isn't this yours?"

"I specifically wore a shirt I don't care about." I start putting on the apron, but I struggle to tie the string behind my back. Katsuki notices this and walks over to tie it for me.

"Thanks," Katsuki starts getting ingredients out of the fridge. I try to tie up my hair, but it keeps falling out of the ponytail. Again, Katsuki sees me struggling again, and walks over.

"Jeez you can't do anything, can you?" He takes the hair tie out of my hand. He picks up strands of my auburn hair, collecting it into a small ponytail. It feels nice.

"There,"

Katsuki grabs a large bowl,

"Come here, give me the flour, baking powder, salt, and sugar." I give him the ingredients.

"I sift 4 and a half cups all-purpose flour, 3 tablespoons and 1 and a half teaspoons of baking powder, a tablespoon of salt, and 3 tablespoons of white sugar together." He stirs the mixture and makes a hole in the center of the mix.

"Then, pour 3 and three-fourths cups of milk, 3 eggs, and..." he walks over to the microwave and grabs the bowl of melted butter he put in earlier, pouring it into the mix. "1 half a cup and a tablespoon of melted butter." Katsuki pushes the bowl towards me,

"Mix until smooth." I nervously pick up the spatula and the bowl, I start mixing all the ingredients together. While I mix the batter,  Katsuki greases a pan.

"Does this look good?" I show Katsuki the batter.

"Perfect. Now watch, you flick a little bit of water into the pan." He flicks some water into the hot pan, a sizzling noise fills the air, "If it sizzles instantly, the pan's ready."

He pours about a fourth of a cup of batter into the pan.

"Can you grab a bunch of plates?" I grab some plates. Katsuki holds his finger up,

"Now I'm better at cooking than you, so I am allowed to do this." He picks up the pan and tosses the pancake, flipping it.

"Wow,"

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"Hey, assholes! Breakfast is ready!" Katsuki calls out of the kitchen, causing a swarm of our classmates to flood in.

"It smells amazing!" Mina is basically drooling as she grabs a pancake, shoving a bite into her mouth. After a few minutes of everybody grabbing pancakes, there are 2 pancakes left. Katsuki scoops the steaming cakes onto 2 plates, drizzling syrup over them and putting a couple of blueberries on the plate.

"Here you go," he hands me the plate and I use the side of my fork to cut a piece off, scooping into my mouth. The sweet flavors flood my mouth and the fluffy pancake could make me weak at the knees. It is the best pancake I've ever had.

The cake is so good, I unintentionally let out a tiny foodgasmic moan. Katsuki hears this and smirks. My face turns red.

"What? It's good!"

"Damn right it is."

A/N: Hey y'all! Sorry for not updating much! Also, I have absolutely no experience with cooking... I can pretty much cook ramen and eggs. So I'm sorry if the cooking scene sucks. I found the picture on deviant art. I should probably put credits for the images I use... Anyway! You guys are amazing! Thank you so much for 4k... no, 4.1K reads! That's insane! 

The recipe I referenced for the pancakes is this: https://www.allrecipes.com/recipe/21014/good-old-fashioned-pancakes/

Love you <3

Q: What's your favorite food?

My answer: I actually don't really know... Probably just seafood in general... Like lobster, crab, octopus, but I don't like sushi.

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