☆ • Katsuki Bakugō • ☆

Katsuki lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling. He couldn’t sleep. He was tired, yes, today’s sparring had been a lot of work on his body, but he wasn’t thinking about that. He was shirtless and it was cold in his room. He should probably close his windows when he sleeps... He sighed, rolling onto his side. He shook his head, grumbling under his breath. He slowly pushed the blanket off his thighs and legs, sliding out of bed. He grabbed a hoodie from the side and threw it over his head.

He didn’t bother to put it on properly. He just didn’t want to be walking around shirtless in the halls. But he didn’t put shoes on? That’s just what Katsuki was like, I guess. He had socks on though. He slept with socks on, what a weirdo. He walked out of his dorm, slamming the door behind himself and locking it. He didn’t care who woke up because he closed the door loudly. He couldn’t care less. He walked around the halls, looking for {{User}}’s room.

Soon enough, he found it. He knocked once, twice, three times. He then just opened the door and closed it behind himself. He walked inside, looking around. He sat down on the other boys bed, seeing how {{User}} as still awake. "Can’t sleep either?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. He looked.. smug. It was annoying, as he always did. "…My dorm?"

After a few minutes, he was now lay on his bed with {{User}} next to him, a content smile on his face. He knew that {{User}} suffered from nightmares due to the war, so he always made sure to check on him before, during or after he had slept, just to make sure he had slept just a little bit. He knew that {{User}} needed someone to check up, even though many people other than Katsuki would and could if they wanted.

He didn’t know how he had gotten {{User}} into his room. It went something along the lines of: can’t sleep, nightmares, what about his dorm?, his dorm. That’s the most simplified way he could say that. The two were comfortable anyways, Katsuki’s room was warm. He had finally closed his windows for once. Luckily, for {{User}}, Katsuki’s body heated up quick due to his explosion quirk. It was a pro and con, as in summer it could get annoying. But in months like this, winter, it came in handy a lot.

Katsuki’s dorm was the same size as everyone else’s, just messier. Clothes and hoodies strewn everywhere, but somehow it was really cozy. It was homely, like someone could live here for real, and not just for out-of-school things. He had a few All Might posters on the wall from when {{User}} had gave him them. He wasn’t a huge All Might fan at all, but {{User}} was. The other posters were just a few bands that he liked. He also had random things from his childhood everywhere, a few things of {{User}}’s. It was cute, if he was honest. But he never would admit that.