(Y/n's POV)
I slept without dreams, cradled by warmth and the sound of Bakugou's slow breaths. I was exhausted. Honestly, that was an understatement.
I didn't really want to wake up. When I noticed my consciousness slowly fade in, I leaned into the warmth and let sleep take me away again. I did this twice more, before my body refused to let me rest any longer.
I slowly opened my eyes, the room around us dim. I could feel Bakugou's chest at my back, and his arms around my waist. He had stayed nuzzled into my neck, his hair tickling my cheek. I smiled, and my chest felt light.
His breathing was still slow, he had slept in. I was well aware of his tendency to both fall asleep and rise early, especially since it was something he had talked to me about in detail last night, while he was scolding me about my lack of sleep.
I let out a slow, happy sigh. I looked up at the ceiling, smiling. My eyelids didn't feel heavy, and I felt light overall. Something pretty rare, especially as of late. I snuggled up against Bakugou, and I felt his arms tighten their hold on me.
"What time is it..?" Bakugou spoke. His voice was low and scratchy, and I felt vibrations travel over my skin and give me shivers.
"Dunno," I said. "I'd guess around eight thirty in the morning."
"Fuck." He said, making me laugh. "Stop laughing, shithead! It's your damn fault I slept in, being so fucking comfy!"
I giggled more, curling up and burying my face in his chest, laughing harder. "Sorry!" I snickered, holding up my hands in surrender. "You're... cute." I smiled. He frowned at me, but even he knew it was too early to argue.
I attempted to slip out of his arms, but he stubbornly refused to let me go. "You aren't going anywhere, you little vixen." He growled teasingly. I shrieked happily, pushing myself away from him. He held me tighter, grinning.
"Aah!" I reached out for someone to save me, but no one was there. Instead, I was smothered by my adorable-but-refuses-to-admit-it boyfriend. I giggled and wrapped my arms around his waist. "Mm, thanks for that, Bakugou."
He was quiet for a moment, before saying, "Katsuki."
"What?" I looked up at him, confused.
"Katsuki. I want you to use my first name. When you're not being too much of a dumbass, I use yours." He focused on my hair, which he ran between his fingers. His cheeks were a light pink, and he wouldn't look me in the eyes. I felt my ears go hot.
"B-but-" I looked around, flushing hot. I looked him in the eyes just long enough for him to cup my cheek and lean closer.I felt hot, too hot for having just woken up. "Okay, Ka-... Katsuki." I took a moment to make sure I'd said it right. I was nervous, and didn't hear his first name all that often. He smiled just a little, pulling me into a hug.
"Never call me Bakugou again." He nuzzled my neck.
"I make no promises. I will try, though." I ran my fingers through his hair, happy I could have this moment before my birth parents did anything drastic, as they tended to do.
"Katsuki.." I played with the feel of his name on my tongue. He hummed, looking up at me. "Nothing. I just... I'm glad I'm your girlfriend."
"Good." He muttered, playing with strands of my hair. "Because I wouldn't have it any other way."
End of Chapter.
(Sorry it was short)

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