Pulling one sweater out of his closet after another, Bakugou began to realize how much he needed to clean his old dorm. Ever since he moved in with Kirishima, he never once returned to his old place. He almost forgot his own passcode at this point. Groaning, Bakugou pulled a bright red sweater out of the closet. Holding it up in front of him, the blonde snorted. It was one of those dual person sweaters his grandmother had gotten him. The blonde knew it was just an attempt to get the blonde to make friends. That didn't really work at the time. Now, with Kirishima at his side, he was slowly making friends with all his other peers. He was happy to call Kaminari and Todoroki friends.

"Hey Katsuki, ya done cleaning in there? I wanted to eat dinner with Kaminari and Mina." Kirishima asked, peeking his head through the door. Red eyes met red, Kirishima looking at the sweater in his boyfriends hands. Basically throwing the sweater back into the closet, Bakugou's cheeks heated up to a rosey pink. The blonde turned away from his partner, scowling. He did NOT want to wear that sweater with Kirishima. Nope, of course he didn't. He did...not.

"Oi Eijirou...should we...wear the sweater?" Bakugou muttered, his rosey cheeks brightening just a tad. Hearing a soft chuckle, the blonde turned to his boyfriend. A bright smile was pasted on the redheads face. Bakugou was almost sure he saw his boyfriends red eyes shimmer a bit as he tugged off his shirt.

"Get the sweater, come onnnn! I'm hungry Katsukiiiii." The redhead was pouting, rushing the blonde a little. Pulling off his shirt, Bakugou retrieved the sweater from the closet. He first slipped the sweater over his head, having a little difficulty finding the right head hole. After some trouble, Bakugou was now comfortably in the sweater, waiting for his boyfriend to join him. At the snap of a finger, Kirishima had joined the blonde in the sweater. The blonde boy had his left hand free, while Kirishima had his right hand free. That was just great, the redhead was going to have to feed him, in public. Bakugou let out a dissatisfied grunt, this was going to be extremely embarrassing.

The two boys began shuffling out the door, Kirishima having to put his left arm around Bakugou's waist for the sake of both of their balances. They would fall if it wasn't for the redheads action. Making their way down the stairs was extremely difficult, Bakugou throwing around many strings of curse words as they went down them one by one. Luckily they didn't pass anyone in the hallways until, of course, they made it to the cafeteria. Kaminari and Mina were sitting at at table waiting for them, thankfully they ordered something for both of them like Kirishima had asked. As they sat down at the table, the two eyed them questionably.

"Kirishima...Bakugou....what the hell?" Kaminari asked, staring directly at their sweater. Kirishima let out a snort, Bakugou turning away from the two, clearly flustered.

"I was cleaning my closet, and this dipshit decided he wanted to come in my room. He suggested we do it. It was Ei- Kirishima's fault not mine." Bakugou almost called Kirishima by his first name. That was only something couples really did. Slipping up now would be a sin. "Now he has to feed me. His fault I can't feed myself." Giggling, his boyfriend picked up the fork sitting in Bakugou's ramen bowl, lifting some noodles to the others mouth. Kaminari and Mina watched the situation play out in front of them, a smile on both of their faces. They then turned to each other, the same thought going through their heads.

'They're dating, aren't they?'