𝗖𝗛. 2

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"Uhm..." You entered into the kitchen, startling Katsuki.

He glared at you, holding back the urge to throw a punch at your stupid face. "What do you want?"

"Sorry. I'm making myself some dinner since I missed it..."

"Should've come earlier then." He grumbled, stirring a pot inside that made squelching sounds.

"Hey, what are you making?" You peered over him, stomach growling at the sight of macaroni. "Uhm...you don't mind if...?"

"Tch. It's not like I'm gonna all of this." He replied sternly.

"Right. Thanks. You sure do care about other people, don't you?"

"Shut up!"

"I mean, you looked pretty concerned when I scraped my knee the other day..."

"You're not getting macaroni!"

"Wait! You can't do that!"

"'Course I can! You're annoying!"

"No I'm not! You enjoy my presence!"

"Tch. Says who?"

"Me!"

"Just take your plate and leave.

                Leave(ch. 3)

                Don't leave (ch. 4)

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