Me and Bakugo's family sat at the dinner table laughing. Well Bakugo wasn't laughing. Probably because Mrs. Bakugo was telling a story about Bakugo from when he was young. 

"Alright, that's enough." Bakugo said and stood up taking his and his mom's plate. 

"I'll help you." I told him and took his dad's plate and mine. I followed him into the kitchen, and as I started scrubbing the dishes as Bakugo stood behind me, and placed his hands on my hips while his chin rested on my shoulder.

"How are you doing?" He asked me and I felt little butterfly kisses on my neck.

"I'm okay." I told him. 

"How are you feeling?" He asked and started drying the dishes as I handed them to him. 

"Bakugo, I'm fine." I told him. "I promise, I'm feeling alright."

"Alright enough to stay the night?" He asked me, and he was smirking at me.

"You want me to stay the night?" I asked him, and he nodded. "Bakugo I don't have any clothes." 

"You can wear some of mine." He told me. I wanted to argue with him, but I also felt really self conscious, and too embarrassed to say that his shirts might not fit me. So I shut my mouth.

"What about my medication?" I asked him. He smirked at me again, and pulled my pill bottle out of his pocket. 

"I'm glad to hear that you're wanting to take it." He told me. We finished up on washing the dishes, and when we walked back out into the living room his parents were gone.

"Are your parents earlier sleepers like you?" I asked him as he started dragging me up the stairs.

"Yeah, I don't see why everyone thinks it's weird to sleep early." He told me and pulled me into a room. "I'm going to take a shower, here's some clothes for you." He said and placed some clothes on the bed. "Why don't you find a movie for us to watch?" He asked and kissed my cheek before walking out of the room.

I smiled and looked around the room, and I couldn't help but laugh that Bakugo's room at home was a bit more decorated then then his dorm. There was an All Might poster, along with a couple other of the older hero's from when we were kids.

There was also a book shelf where there were some action figures, I looked at them and I could tell that a few of them were part of the special collection. There was another shelf that had a bunch of books on it. And as I was reading some of the titles, I realized that they were romance manga's. 

Bakugo wasn't just a nerd in school, he was a weeb too.

I laughed to myself, and finally went to change. I picked up Bakugo's shirt and looked at it. There was no way it was going to fit. I took a deep breath and decided to at least try before Bakugo got out of his shower.

I took my clothes off, and put on the pair of shorts first. And then I slowly slipped Bakugo's shirt over my head. I closed my eyes as I slipped it down my body, and when I opened my eyes I wanted to cry.

There was a knock on the door, and after I didn't say anything Bakugo walked into the room and looked me up and down. He smiled to himself, before looking me in the eye.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He asked me, and closed the door. I blinked and felt tears go rolling down my face. I sniffed and looked down at Bakugo's shirt on me.

"It's big." I said, and I could feel myself laughing. I pulled at the shirt, and it was baggy on me. Baggier than the shirt I wore to his house. I kept crying and covered my face.

I couldn't understand what was happening. Bakugo was so much thinner than me, so much more fit than me. And guys shirts are bigger than girls shirts sure, but how was I fitting in his shirt?

"Shh." Bakugo said, and I felt his arms wrap around me. I hugged him back, and he rubbed my back. He didn't say anything and we swayed back and forth, as he just let me calm myself down. After about a minute, Bakugo pulled me away from his body, and put his finger under my chin.

"Feeling better?" He asked me. I nodded and he laid the nicest kiss on my lips. It was so gentle, and so sweet. He pulled me over to the bed and we laid down together. He pulled me down next to him and held me as I laid my head down on his chest.

He turned the tv on and started a movie that he said Kirishima had told him to watch. I hugged onto Bakugo the whole time, and after a while my eyes started burning. I closed my eyes, only to snuggle into Bakugo more.

"Comfortable?" Bakugo asked in my ear, and I nodded. I could feel his chest rise and fall as he laughed. He turned the tv off, and rolled into me more. He wrapped his other arm around me, and pulled me closer to him. "Is this okay?" He asked me, and his hand was rubbing lightly on my back.

"Yeah." I told him, and opened my eyes just enough to see him staring right back down at me.

"Whatcha looking at?" I asked him.

"My beautiful girlfriend." He told me and kissed the tip of my nose. I laughed and hid my face his chest.

"I'm not pretty." I said, and he hugged me tighter.

"Well I didn't call you pretty, I called you beautiful." He told me. I snorted, but I didn't argue. I liked hearing him say it.

Even though I would always think in the back of my head that he was lying.

But what a pretty lie.