#silly!!

—You and Bakugo were out shopping (you suggested it since he wanted to go out), one hand holding his and the other wrapped around his forearm. You gasped, "KATS!!!" He jumped at the sudden yelp, and you pointed, "Look!! Oh my gosh! They have a new café; look, it's so cute!!!!!" You let go of his arm and walked into the café. He's so confused by what just happened; adjusting the bags in his right hand, he walks in behind you. When you two started hanging out, he thought you only ran on sugar since you ordered only sweets. "You're gonna get cavities if you eat all of this in one sitting," he rests his cheek on his hand. "Babe, I only got chocolate cake and a cookie," you said, staring at him, holding your fork towards the cake. "You got like five cookies and a latte!!" You pointed, brows furrowed. "It's my cheat day." He looked away, cheeks dusted with a light pink as he sipped his latte.

—When Bakugo first saw your room, he thought a kid had come in and decorated it with how pink it was. "Welcome, welcome!" You closed the door and sat on your bed. "Come sit, Kats, get comfortable. You wanna watch TV?" you said, grabbing your remote. "Sure..." He looked around, then walked to all your little figures that sat on your shelf. He sat next to you and all your plushies; he didn't expect your bed to be so squishy. "Is your bed made from a marshmallow? Why is it so... comfy?" he mumbled, and you huffed a laugh.

Later, while you two watched TV, Bakugo rested his head on your stomach. Because of how comfortable your bed was, he felt like he was on clouds and passed out right then and there. You smiled and grabbed your phone. "He doesn't have to know~" you snapped pictures of him sleeping on you, swiping through all of them and smiling to yourself. You pet his hair, slowly falling asleep yourself.

— "Y/N!! Where'd you get that top? It's so cute!" Mina says, leaning over the couch. "Hmmm? Oh, I'm not sure; you'd have to ask Bakugo. He got it for me," you say, going to the kitchen and grabbing a cup. The room falls silent as you look back. "What?" You look at Mina, then Denki, then at Kirishima, whose mouths are all agape. "You're telling us the Kacchan Bakugo got you that?" Denki points. "Yeah?" You smile and then open the fridge. Bakugo walks in. "KACCHAN!!" Denki yells, and he just side-eyes him. "Is what Y/N is saying true? Did you really get them that top?" Mina smiles. "Why do you care?" he leans on the island. "It's cute! I need to know what shop you went to!" He scoffs. "Bakugo..." he turns, and you give a small pout. He sighs and tells her. Mina goes on her phone and types the name. "That's very manly of you, Bakugo!" Kirishima gets up from the couch and pats his shoulder while going to the fridge. "Very nice of you, babe." You lean on the island next to him, tilting your head slightly. "Y/N, COME WITH ME!!" Mina says, getting up. "Okay! Should we ask the other girls?" You walk with Mina. "Yes! I'll make a group chat!" She says and goes to her messages. You look back and give him a small wave. He gives you a soft smile.

—You're lying on your soft pink carpet, looking at your ceiling with a bag of carrots next to you and playing Mitski music almost blasting out of your room. Bakugo walks in, "Why are you on the floor?" He closes the door behind him. "What is this?" His face scrunches as he walks to your record player. "It's Mitski," you turn onto your side. "Who?" He looks at you. "This is sad music." You sit up. "It's art." He blinks. "Art?" You nod. "Don't hate on Mitski now, babe." You stand. "That's where the carrots went. I need those for dinner later." Walking towards him, you wrap your arms around him. He grabs your waist gently. "Okay, lay with me for a while before you make dinner?" He gives you a peck on the lips. "Just for an hour," he says softly. "Just put different music on, yeah? It sounds sad to me." You giggle and change the disc to Fiona Apple. "Better?" He scratches his head. "I guess." You laugh, holding his hand and dragging him to your bed to cuddle.

— You have so much jewelry that Bakugo thinks you're joking when you ask for more. When he asks what you want for your birthday, you respond, "What're you laughing at?" You tilt your head, "..you're...you're serious?" He chuckles, "Yeah! I don't have a lot." He stares at you. "You must have jewelry blindness..." You scoff, "I do not! Is that even a word?" You furrow your brows. "It is now." He walks to your jewelry stand and points at the excessive amount of jewelry that's starting to tangle just by how close all of it is. "You're telling me this isn't enough?" He cocks a brow. You hold your neck and look around, "Right..what do you want for your birthday?" Walking back to your bed, "Plushies?" You squint; he just looks at you. "Okay fine, how about... clothes and a make-out session?" You wiggle your brows, "..you're making me want to give you the first option only..." You puff your cheeks out and cross your arms. "Whatever." Smiling, he sits up and pulls you towards him, laying back down with you. You laugh and then look at him, giving him a peck on the lips.