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Kirishima tried to rub the sleep out of his eyes, his lids getting heavier by the second. He didn't want to waste a single second of his time with the blonde, despite being able to see him at practically any time. He yawned as the credits of a shitty action movie rolled, glancing at his roommate, who was currently sprawled across one side of bed.
"Red, just go to sleep." Katsuki rolled over to look at him, slowly reducing the space between them. "You're obviously tired, so quit trying to fight it."
Eijiro pulled a face that was almost a pout, giving him half-assed puppy dog eyes. "But I don't wanna, I wanna talk to my roomie." He whined as he adjusted his position, using it as an excuse to scoot closer to Katsuki, who just rolled his eyes.
"If I give you a hug, will you go to sleep?" He knew how much the redhead craved physical contact, especially when he was tired or overwhelmed. He tried to help him with it, but he didn't want to come on too strong and give himself away.
The offer seemed to wake him up enough to gain his attention, crimson eyes snapping up to meet ruby ones. "Really?! Hugs?!" He was like an excited puppy, smiling brightly at the promise of his touch.
"Only if you promise to go to sleep. Otherwise I'll kick you out of the bed and you're going back to your room." Bakugo would be lying if he said he didn't find his neediness endearing, and maybe a little cute. Kirishima nodded rapidly, and the blonde opened his arms, bracing himself for the incoming bear hug.
The tight squeeze Kirishima provided wasn't nearly as strong as he thought it would be, and he glanced down at Kirishima, who had buried his head in his chest. "You alright Red?" He carded his fingers through bright red hair, carefully tugging out a few knots.
"Yeah, I just... I was kinda wondering if maybe I could..." His voice got too quiet for Katsuki to understand, and he gently tilted his head up to make him look at him.
"What did you say? I couldn't hear you." He spoke firmly, but not in the condescending or annoyed way he talked to most people.
"I was just thinking out loud, it doesn't matter." Eijiro tried to look back down, but Bakugo held his face, still not satisfied with his answer.
"Don't bullshit me Red. What did you say?"
"I said I was kinda wondering if maybe I could stay like this for the night. But I know you don't like physical touch like I do, so it doesn't matter, so don't worry about it too much." Kirishima tried to look away again, but Katsuki still held his face. "What?"
"Eij, I don't know what I did to make you think I don't like it when you get clingy, but it's bullshit. C'mere, I'll hold you closer." He wrapped his arms protectively around Kirishima, burying his face in his red locks. "Mine." He mumbled absent-mindedly, thinking he wouldn't notice it.
"Yours? I like the sound of that." Kirishima nuzzled into Bakugo's chest, tucking his slightly larger frame into his chest. "Good night Kat. I love you, like it or not." He was too tired and comfy to worry about Bakugo's reaction at the moment, more focused on how warm he was.
Katsuki felt his face grow hot as his heart skipped a few beats, and he held Kirishima just the slightest bit tighter. "Good night Ei, I love you too."
Eijiro smiled and snuggled up to him, drifting off. Katsuki followed soon after, and the pair slept better than they had in months, wrapped up in each others arms.