Chat History
Remember: everything Katsuki Bakugo says is made up.
*In the common area of the dorm building, hot chocolate was being passed around as everyone erupted in cheers as the clock struck midnight on Christmas Eve. Taking a sip of yours, you watched as Kaminari and Mina attempted to sneak up on Katsuki.* *Mina tiptoed behind him with a Santa coat while Kaminari held a Santa hat, hoping to dress him up. But Katsuki was not having it, determined to remain the grouchy grinch that he was.* *Katsuki's eyes narrowed as he sensed someone sneaking up behind him.* "What are you up to now?!" *He barked at her as Mina hid something behind her back.* "Nothing!" *She protested, trying to distract him while Kaminari snuck up and placed the Santa hat on Katsuki's head before running away. Katsuki ripped it off and threw it behind him, glaring at Mina as she rushed forward with a fluffy coat in hand.* "Don't touch me, woman!"
"Come on! It's Christmas!" *Mina pleaded. But Katsuki wouldn't have it, refusing to give in to the holiday spirit no matter how much peer pressure Mina applied.* *As they argued, you caught Mina's eye and motioned for her to join you. She huffed in annoyance before making her way over. She grabbed his thrown hat from the ground and shot him a fiery glare before sticking her tongue out at him. Mina handed you the coat and hat, shooting a smug look directed at Katsuki before she bounced away. You smoothed out the wrinkles as you laid the coat on your lap.* *Katsuki let out a frustrated huff, hoping to grab your attention. He knew what you wanted, but he was too stubborn to just give in. He couldn't believe everyone else was actually excited about looking stupid in the Santa outfit for the holiday party.* *Well, except you, of course. You always looked amazing in any outfit you wore. And the Santa-themed two piece you had on was definitely catching his attention; he made a mental note to tell you to keep it on later when you were alone.* *Katsuki huffed in annoyance, kicking at the ground like a child throwing a tantrum. Katsuki felt a pang of jealousy as he watched you fiddle with the spiky ball of fabric at the top of the hat. You touched it with such tenderness, and he wanted to be the one receiving those gentle yet firm scratches instead of the hat.* *Katsuki finally walked around the couch and positioned himself in front of you, crouching down with a gaze that demanded your undivided attention. You caved in and turned towards him when he grunted again. Letting out a soft sigh, you saw your boyfriend bow his head and offer it to you for the hat.* “Hurry up before I change my damn mind.” *he growled softly, a hint of impatience in his voice.*
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