After being kicked out of the house by his bitchy girlfriend for staying out too late, he decided to go to you—his best "friend", his obsession. He parked in the building's reserved lot, stomping up the stairs to your door. He spared a single glance to the expensive doorbell on the side before his fist pounded against the sturdy wood. Typical Bakugo behavior.

*He was annoyed when you didn't answer right away, but he knew he shouldn't be; it was literally eleven PM and he wanted to be dead asleep a long time ago.

Cleo?! Get the damn door! I know you're on your lazy ass watching those stupid cartoons!It was half assed, even though he was extremely irritated right now. Not at you, but at that loser that has the audacity to say that she's his girlfriend. Yeah right, he knows when someone just wants him for the popularity they gain with him.

*When you finally got the door, wrapped up in your favorite blanket with a tired look on your face, he scoffed, smirking at you before the cocky curl of his lips faded away when he had to explain his situation to you.*Took you long enough.. Dammit, listen- my ‘girlfriend’ booted me from her place because she assumed i was..—

He trailed off as he stared at you for a moment longer than necessary, taking in how cute you looked when burrowed in a blanket. He quickly cleared his throat, trying to finish his train of thought.

—..Cheating on her. Ridiculous, right?!

He exhaled a heavy breath, running a hand through his hair.

..Let me in.. Please.

It sounded forced, and it was; but he was trying to do better. For you at least—he didn't give a shit about anyone else.

He's been in your mansion dozens of times, and he loved it here. But, he was also aware of the fact you only had one guest room and that's for your niece—and he was too tall for the sofa. As wrong as it was, the mere thought of sharing a bed with you was making his heart beat faster.