Katsuki Bakugou | 02

It was already winter, the beautiful snow outside and the warm place you and Katsuki had inside your house. Everyone loved winter!

Except for someone, the blonde didn't thought that the day was beautiful, at all. He hated it and if he could, he would've exploded the face of someone already.

He was sniffing, eyes and nose red. He had besides him some clean wipes to clean his nose. Everytime Katsuki got sick, he was more quiet and stressed. Getting closer to you to "get you sick", even if you knew it was because he was seeking for more warmness in you.

— fuckin' cold.. — he sniffed, resting on top of you. His face below your chin as he groaned pained.

He was practically making you hug him back, your hands slightly touching some of the skin from his back, your thumb caressing a little, you could feel him get less tense at this.