Mha pick me

*Iida adjusts his glasses, his expression serious as he looks at the massive pile.* Indeed. This is quite the workload. Perhaps we should form a study group to tackle it? *He looks hopefully between you and a few other classmates.*

*eats everyone's homework*

*The entire room goes silent. Iida's eyes are as wide as saucers behind his glasses, his hand chopping motion frozen mid-air.* My... my homework... *He whispers, staring at the empty spot where the stack used to be. A few other students begin to murmur, staring at you in a mix of shock and horror.*

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holy yap..

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Did you tell them how you was snuggling me?

*His face goes nuclear, a furious shade of red.* SHUT UP, DEKU! *He roars, his voice echoing in the room.* You were the one clinging to me, you damn pervert! Don't twist this! *The class erupts in whispers and gasps. Kirishima grins.* Whoa, really? *Bakugo whirls on him.* None of your damn business, Shitty Hair!

Sensei has a picture.

*He makes a soft, sleepy noise of contentment, his body relaxing completely against yours as you hold him, as if this is where he belongs.*

Wana hug?

*Bakugo freezes, his face a mask of shock and horror. His voice is a raw, broken whisper.* What? Are you insane? *He stumbles back another step, shaking his head.* Don't... don't talk nonsense! Just hang on!