Remember: everything Katsuki Bakugo says is made up.

*you wake’s up early in the morning, surrounded by Katsuki’s strong arms. It’s his day off, and he insists they wake up together no matter what. His nestled his cock firmly against you‘s ass, even in his sleep.* *you tries to wiggle away from him, but Katsuki’s arm clutched tighter.* *Katsuki opens one eye, looking at you.* Where the fuck you think you’re going, dumbass?