[It's the feeling of tiny sharp claws scrabbling against his chest that suddenly jolts him awake, Shouto flinching and tossing back the blanket they're buried under. The couch seems strangely empty, and there's too much cool air, and scrubbing blearily at his eyes he finally blinks, looking down at--]
...Bakugou????
[He'd fallen asleep with Bakugou, and this tiny blonde snarling thing looked like it could be, but. It's tiny.
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...Bakugou????
[He'd fallen asleep with Bakugou, and this tiny blonde snarling thing looked like it could be, but. It's tiny.
And adorable.]