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Since Ochako was still in the process of waking up, despite the adrenaline now heating her blood, she slowly reached over and hit the switch at the base of her bedside lamp. Both heroes hissed at the brightness that suddenly filled the room, and Ochako waited until her eyes adjusted enough to allow her to look at the young blond man straddling her windowsill without squinting.

“Katsuki? What are you doing here?” She rubbed her eyes, the last word turning into an extended yawn. Her boyfriend was still wearing his costume, minus the mask and gauntlets, so she knew he must have only just gotten off of a late-night patrol.

“We’re getting ice cream,” he replied, ears turning bright red when he realized the baggy black t-shirt that draped her body was one of his own. No way she owned something with a pale gray skull on it.

Ochako squinted her eyes and glanced at her bedside table, brows furrowing in confusion when her clock wasn’t there. Turning back to Katsuki, she wordlessly reached out her arms towards him. He climbed the rest of the way into her room and savored the sight of his girlfriend with bedraggled hair and the glimpse of collarbone peeking out from the collar of the too large shirt.

When she started grabbing at the air, he handed her the alarm clock, then watched in amusement as she turned it around and back again to find the analogue clock face. It took several moments for the girl to make sense of the hands, but when she did, she stared up at Katsuki.

“It’s 4am.”

“So are you coming or not?”

“Who crawls through someone’s window at 4am to go for ice cream?”

Katsuki huffed and crossed his arms. Letting out a sigh, Ochako raised a knowing brow, and placed the clock back on the table.

“Who said what this time?” For someone who made it his life goal to never care about what people thought of him, Katsuki was unusually sensitive whenever his friends would tease him about his skills as a boyfriend.

“The Electro Dork made a stupid comment,” he admitted after a minute of silence.

“So you woke me up to try and prove a point?” she huffed, frowning. Even if his stubbornness and competitiveness could be amusing most days, Ochako didn’t like feeling as though Katsuki only did nice things for her to prove he could instead of because he liked her.

“No!” he vehemently refuted, red eyes going wide. Her head tilted, intent on waiting for an explanation. “It’s just,” he continued, voice going quiet as he looked away from her, “I want you to be happy.”

Her expression softened. Slipping out of bed, Ochako yipped quietly when the chilly air breathed goosebumps down her bare legs, and she hurried over to wrap her arms around Katsuki’s waist. His shirt was lightly chilled from being outside, but she kept her cheek pressed against his chest.

After a moment, the weight of his hand landed on her head while the other cradled her lower back. Ochako smiled and nuzzled her boyfriend.

“I’m very happy, Katsuki,” she assured him. She pulled back to find him red faced from embarrassment. “But no place sells ice cream this late.”

At her comment, the blonde blinked before his lips parted in shocked realization. Katsuki shoved his gloved hands into his spiked blonde hair and groaned, frustrated by his rare lack of foresight. Laughing, Ochako grabbed his elbow when he started walking back to the window.

His face was burning, and when he turned to her, she could see a tiny bit of disappointment in his expression. He really had wanted to do something nice for her. Her fingers played with the hem of her shirt, drawing his attention to the fact that it only fell to her thighs, and big brown eyes dropped shyly to the floor.

“You could stay here,” she quietly suggested, “and we can go get ice cream later today.”

Sparks involuntarily flashed in Katsuki’s palms. Darkening red eyes watched Ochako’s cheeks blush pink before she dove under the sheets without waiting for an answer. Slowly pulling off his gloves and unlatching his boots, he tossed the rest of his costume onto the floor beside the wall. He walked over to the bed and pulled back the covers to reveal his girlfriend, curled up and covering her burning face with her hands.