I have been horribly obsessed with Kacchaco lately... I've never loved a pairing more in my life. So I just had to write something, and this will be the first of many. Hope you guys enjoy :D

Ochaco Uraraka stared at the blurry numbers in front of her.

2:15

She sighed and rubbed her sleepy eyes before sitting up in bed. She didn't quite know why she was up, she usually slept right through the night.

"I wonder..." she mumbled to herself and then was cut off as she felt a yawn rolling its way up her throat before it finally escaped through her mouth. That's when she heard it, a faint grumbling sound. She paused mid yawn and knitted her eyebrows in confusion.

What on Earth was that?

She thought and then it happened again, however this time she felt a vibration in a centralized area. Her stomach. The young teen rolled her eyes at her own cluelessness and gave her forehead a light smack.

Duh. I'm hungry! No wonder I'm up.

Swinging her legs out of bed, she stuffed her feet into a pair of bunny bedroom slippers and then got up.

Might as well get a little snack

She thought to herself as she headed towards the door. As quietly as she could, she turned the doorknob and opened the door, flinching every time it made a slight squeak or creak. Poking her head out, she made sure to look down both ends of the hall to ensure the coast was clear before she slipped out of her room. Uraraka could practically feel her heart doing backflips in her chest as she made her way to the stairs, the fear of getting caught now slowly seeping into her mind. She had a mini fridge back in her room, as did all the other students in the dorms, but she had forgot to stock up on food because she was so busy with schoolwork.

Dang it dang it dang it. Note to self, remember your priorities!

Uraraka scolded herself as she made her way down the flights of stairs. She could've simply killed her cravings in the safety of her dorm if she had went grocery shopping like she was supposed to, but now she had to go all the way downstairs to the kitchen to see what she could scavenge. The brunette sighed a breath of relief as her foot hit the ground of the first floor, and she quickly scurried over to the kitchen. Just as she placed her palm on the door to open it, she heard something on the other side. A sort of faint rustling, and what sounded like...humming? Ochaco froze in her tracks and held her breathe.

Who else could possibly be up at this hour?! She frantically thought to herself. For the love of all that is holy, PLEASE don't let it be a teacher!

She slowly pushed open the door some more, and gave herself enough room to peek through the crack. She gulped and pressed her face against the door, her eyes searching the dimly lit kitchen for whatever it was that she heard.

Maybe it was my imagination? She pondered, and just as she was about to dismiss her paranoia and stroll right into the kitchen, she saw him. He came around the corner, holding a bag of bread in one hand and carefully balancing a jar of peanut butter and a jar of jelly in his other. He tried to carefully put them down on the counter but the jelly fell and made a clattering sound, causing both students to wince. The ash blond teen hissed and muttered a cuss word as he snatched the jelly upright with lightning speed. Uraraka racked her brain for how exactly she could go and get a snack now, with Katsuki Bakugo in the kitchen.

Out of all people... she thought gloomily to herself. In all honesty, she would've rather gotten caught by a teacher then to chance being blown to smithereens by Bakugo. If she were to accidentally startle him, that would be the end of her. So she had to ask herself; Was she really that hungry?

As if it heard her thoughts, her stomach gave a disgruntled grumble and Uraraka almost shrieked at the sudden sound. Her hands flew to her stomach, as if that would quiet it and she looked down angrily

STOP that! She thought, sending all her will towards her stomach, and after one final gurgle it was quiet once again. The gravity girl gave a sigh of relief and turned her head to go back to assessing the situation at hand, only to be met by a pair of menacing crimson eyes. She felt her heart drop right out of her ass. Her brown eyes widened in surprise and before she could stop herself, she felt her mouth opening to begin a scream. But the spiky haired boy saw it coming and acted fast. He roughly grabbed her and pulled her into the kitchen by her arm. Pushing her into a corner, he side eyed her in utter annoyance and whispered,

"Don't say a fucking word, don't even breathe too goddamn hard. Do you fucking understand me?!"

Uraraka nodded her head and he looked past her towards the door, probably listening for footsteps in case anyone had heard them. Ochaco tried to steady her breathing by focusing down on her feet to help herself relax, but then she realized she could barely see them. Because Bakugo's body was pressed against hers. In all the excitement she didn't notice how tiny the corner was that he squeezed her into, and now she was in a rather...tight spot. She tried to ignore their close proximity but she could feel his abs through his thin shirt, and before she knew it she found herself slightly looking up. He had his arms on both sides of her head, his hands resting on the wall behind them. Her eyes traced over how well built they were, he trained so much in order to outshine Deku that his muscles bulged without any effort. Uraraka's eyes moved further up and for the first time since she's met him, she actually looked at him. The young hero in training had only ever held eye contact with him if necessary, and she usually avoided him in order to not end up in the path of his ever-blazing rage. She knew his most obvious features of course: spiky blonde hair, permanent scowl, blood red eyes. But she never noticed before how sharp his jawline was or how symmetrical his facial features were or that he had his ears pierced.

Or that his lips look nice when he's not frowning...

Ochaco felt her face heat up at her last thought and she was surprised at herself. Was she blushing? Of course, before she could calm herself down, Bakugo turned to face her

"Alright, I don't think anyone's com-" he stopped when his eyes landed on her. Scowling, he raised his eyebrows, "Oi! What the hell's wrong with you?!"

She fidgeted under his glare and swallowed hard.

"You're um...really close." she muttered and now it was Bakugo's turn to blush. He jumped back and awkwardly straightened out his shirt.

"Fuck. Ah...my bad or whatever." he grumbled and Uraraka raised her eyebrows in surprise. This was the closest thing to an apology she had ever heard come out of his mouth. Before she could assure him it was fine, he suddenly narrowed his eyes at her and crossed his arms

"Wait a minute, why the fuck are you down here anyways?" he questioned, "Nearly scaring the shit out of me but then you have the fucking nerve to try and scream."

Ochaco tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and gave a half-smile, "I-I'm sorry. I was actually trying not to scare you because I didn't want you to hurt me or anything and-" as soon it left her mouth she knew it was a poor choice of words. Bakugo's body tensed and he shot her an absolutely dangerous look,

"The FUCK do you mean hurt you? Why would I hurt you when I'm trying to be a motherfucking pro-hero, who's job is to fucking SAVE people?!" with each word he was getting louder and angrier and Uraraka felt herself start to panic.

Somebody's gonna come in here! she thought and all of a sudden her legs started moving before her brain could stop her. She clamped her hands over the angry teen's mouth and shoved him into the one of the lounge couches that was in the kitchen. Without a second thought she positioned herself onto his lap, an action that made Bakugo halt in the middle of his tirade. Uraraka seized the moment,

"Bakugo I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it like that at all! I just meant you might've accidentally activated your quirk if I had surprised you! Please don't be mad and please try to be quieter, we'd get in so much trouble if we get caught!" she whispered the whole sentence without pausing, only inhaling deeply at the end to catch her breath back. She looked at him and saw his face was red once again, and now she was confused.

Is he still mad?

Ochaco slowly removed her hands from his mouth and shifted a bit, before realizing why he was red. As she shifted, she felt something hard poke directly into her crotch. Suddenly the realization of the situation she put him in hit her all at once. Here she was sitting in his lap in nothing but fuzzy slippers, some flimsy shorts, and a hoodie. while he had on nothing but some basketball shorts and a t shirt. Their sleep attire was too thin for them, two classmates who were barely even associates, to be this close together. Again she shifted and ignored the fact that whatever was poking her got harder, she had to apologize right now. But Bakugo spoke first.

"Roundface. Get off me. NOW." He seethed and she bit her lip, all thoughts of giving an apology dashed away. She clambered off him and looked down at the ground, at anything but him, and after a few moments of deafening silence he finally got up too.

"Can't even get a fucking midnight snack in peace for fucks SAKE." he complains and starts angrily making his sandwich, slapping the peanut butter on the bread with such vigor that Uraraka thought he'd poke a hole straight through the bread. She was no longer hungry, instead her stomach was now twisted up in knots at the events of tonight, and she had no idea how she even felt. So instead of dealing with it, she dashed out the kitchen, uttering a quick "Sorry" as she left. Silently, she made her way up the stairs and back to her floor, where she slid back into her room and threw herself onto her bed. She covered her head with her blanket and gave a groan as her stomach growled once again. So maybe she was still hungry, but there was no way she was going back down there to Bakugo.

Bakugo.

Just the thought of his name sent her heart fluttering against her ribcage. Ochaco buried her face in her pillow and forced herself to go back to sleep, ignoring her obviously malfunctioning heart.