"Yeah. Can I sleep on the couch?" Bakugo asked. Shota nodded.
"Yeah, sure. You're probably cold. Put down your stuff. Izuku, give Bakugo a blanket."
"Sure!" Izuku said, quickly running off to fetch a blanket.
"Would you like some hot chocolate or something?" Y/N asked him.
"Sure." Bakugo grunted.
"Thanks." he said with a short and blunt gratitude, too proud to admit it.
"Here you go." Y/N said and handed him the hot chocolate. Bakugo nodded, before taking the blanket that Izuku gave him, and sat on the opposite end of the couch.
"Are you okay, Bakugo? Do you need anything?" Y/N wanted to know.
"'m fine..." Bakugo grumbled, turning away.
"Alright then. Are you sure you wanna sleep on the couch? We probably have a futon you can sleep on." Y/N offered.
"Yeah, I'll sleep on the couch."
"Okay. If it gets too cold, let us know, okay?" Y/N said.
"How long are you staying?" Hitoshi wanted to know, Ichiko nodding along.
"Just tonight probably..."
"Really?" Hitoshi asked.
"You can stay longer, you know." Ichiko added, watching Bakugo curiously.
"Yeah... just give me tonight and I'll be out of your guys' hair..."
"Kacchan, if you need to stay longer, it's no problem." Izuku said, giving him a worried look.
"Yeah, that bag doesn't look like you're just staying for a night." Hitoshi agreed.
"Whatever you do, I'm tired, so quiet down..." Ichiro mumbled as he cuddled up to Hitoshi, eyes half-closed already.
"I don't want to be bunched up with a bunch of extras." Bakugo spat, but really that meant he didn't want to bother them.
"Sure, you do you, I guess." Hitoshi said and rolled his eyes.
"So you don't wanna hang around people like yourself?" Ichiko asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Huh?! YOU WANNA DIE PUNK?!"
"As if you'd actually have the balls to try and kill me." Ichiko replied.
"Don't encourage him, Ichiko." Shota rolled his eyes. "However many nights you need to stay, know that you're welcome Bakugo."
"Tch." he replied, but inwardly that made him smile a little bit.
"And ignore Ichiko, she doesn't know when to shut up." Y/N added.
"Hey!" Ichiko pouted.
"It's okay, Ichiko, we love you, anyway." Y/N replied with a smirk.
"Yay!"
"Why are you guys watching this shitty show? This show sucks." Bakugo cursed as he glanced at the TV.
"Don't ask me, I didn't put it on." Hitoshi replied.
"We're taking suggestions, though." Ichiko added.
"Tch, give me the remote. Let me show you some fucking good shows."
"Kacchan, I don't think that's good language to use around the twins..." Izuku muttered as he handed him the remote. Y/N glanced at Shota, wondering what had just happened.
"He fits in well, I guess..." Shota smiled a little bit.
"He really does. I'm sure Ichiko will keep him in check just fine." Y/N chuckled.
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Don't Get Attached
FanfictionY/N has been a hero for about one year now. And it's really not what she imagined it to be. She dislikes her job, she's not having a good time and people just don't seem to notice her. Y/N wants to change that and what better way would there be tha...
