It had been two hours since they got themselves stuck inside the UA building. Two damn hours. Awase and Tetsutetsu hurdled in the corner, shivering from the cold. Kendo and Monoma were resting their backs on the wall; eyes closed. Bakugou was on a further corner, a few inches from Yaoyorozu while Midnight (who they miraculously found in the teacher's room an hour ago) laid near the lockers, shivering.

Yaoyorozu opened her phone once more.

42% - No Signal.

She's been waiting for her luck to arrive, if ever the signal returns, but similar to her previous attempts, it was a bad result. "Give it up, Ponytail." Bakugou sighed weakly, and she did the same.

"Will the snow storm ever stop?" she whispers, hugging her knees.

The fire had extinguished itself thirty minutes ago; Yaoyorozu can no longer create anything because if she did, she would've passed out. She was very hungry. Bakugou — on the other hand, is someone who can forcefully secrete his sweat out of his palms, then he could create explosions; but even he was out of himself because of the cold and hunger. The only thing to do was save energy.

"Naturally." he rolled his eyes, "But fuck, it's so fucking cold I swear—"

"Kyouka's probably worried sick…" Yaoyorozu mumbled with an apologetic look. Bakugou didn't want to frown, admiring her concern for others — but they could die and she's still thinking of someone who's clearly safe.

It was a good thing they were inside the building, but it was so cold the air was seeping through open areas. "Yeah, but thinking 'bout it won't solve shit."

He wanted to groan, to show her he was exaggerated as well, but really, he was too worn out to do so.

She stayed silent for a few moments before replying, "…You're right, Katsuki." she exhaled, her face flushing pink because of the sole cold, "I hope this ends soon."

Their voices were mere whispers, low enough not to echo in the empty hallways, but loud enough for both of them to hear. "You bet." Bakugou could only scoff.

Yaoyorozu looked around; their friends were tired, Midnight was about to fall asleep. Earlier, they tried to access the cafeteria; and even though they were able to enter, there was no stock present in the main room. The other storage room was locked, and the group decided not to destroy it or kick it open because it'll only get them in trouble for one, destruction of property and two, thievery.

Bakugou rested his jaw in his arms which were on top of his knees as he looked at her, who was scanning their surroundings with curiosity.

Really, if he was a better guy, he would've left her alone, but he wasn't the better type in any way, at least in his brain. "Fuck it," he slapped himself mentally before taking a stupid move — taking her freezing bare hands to his. "Not like I'd always get the damn chance anyways."

He wasn't that confident to intertwine them, that was natural since they weren't dating by any means — but it startled the girl, so she had to look at him and by that point, he already looked away. She saw tint in his face amidst the darkness, but she assumed it was because of the cold.

Nonetheless, she tightened her grip, shocking Bakugou in all possible ways before she rests her chin on her legs once more. It was warm. It was a good feeling. It wasn't similar to when her father would hold her hand, or her mother doing the same when she was a kid — it was something someone would most likely crave for.

He couldn't see it; but for some reason, her eyes were smiling. Positive that no one would really see their hands on their location, he dragged his body a little bit closer to her's, craving for warmth as the cold began spreading all over again. Their elbows touched.

"Katsuki," she called out gently, which made him look up with a brow raised. "Do you perhaps want to share?" she asked primly, pertaining to the orange scarf she made (that was for Bakugou but he threw it over her ever since they realized they were locked in), "This is yours, after all."

"As i—" he was about to decline, but realizing they'd be sharing a single scarf made him feel pretty good. He sighed, making it look like he was forced even though the decision was his to begin with. "Alright, fine."

He inwardly grinned after seeing her smile under the sheathe of clothing before she actually took it off, adjusted it and wrapped it to both of them. Naturally, she had to take her hands off from his hold, but he roughly took it again which made her gulp in nervousness, letting out a whispered version of an "Ah!"

Bakugou inhaled, smelling the scent of her shampoo on his scarf made him quite pleased. "Quit complaining." he acted grumpy and arrogant as usual.

"I wasn't complaining, you know," she looked away, pouting her lips. "Not at all." the last part, she whispered, but he eventually heard it from the eerie silence. He grinned victoriously.

It was all fluffy and good, really! Before Yaoyorozu pointed out something and then it made quite the mess. "Your hands are sweating." she didn't mean for him to take it in an offensive way, she just pointed out the obvious (without thinking,) and Bakugou's eyes widened in embarrassment.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT." he gritted his teeth, taking his hands of her's and rubbing it lightly which made her laugh lightly. "The hell are you laughin' for?!" he screamed, making the others who fell asleep grunt lightly.

"Please keep it down, Katsuki, you wouldn't like to wake them up, wouldn't you? They seem peaceful." she looked at him, "Why did you take it off, though?" she pouted.

"Too bad, I got sweaty hands." he rolled his eyes in annoyance. Yaoyorozu wanted to laugh out loud at how sensitive he was being at the moment. "Lucky I don't mind, then?" she smiled — but Bakugou knew inwardly she was teasing him.

He blushed, oblivious the girl was since she had been thinking it was because of the temperature right from the start, "Cheeky bitch." before taking her hand again, the third time; but this time, intertwining their fingers together, and it really couldn't be anything else than right. It just felt right.

Yaoyorozu's lips opened in surprise and her eyes gaped while she desperately tries her best to act natural. She was positive that Bakugou could tell she was flustered because of the warmth she's emitting.

She wouldn't admit openly, to anyone — even to Kaminari or Jirou, that she felt like Bakugou knew every inch of her body — definitely not in a sexual way, at least.

Everyone didn't really know what was going on between them. So, they were labelled as friends, because whenever asked, they would deny everything since their relationship really is nonexistent.

Even now that they were stuck with a few people around, the others would know they were just friends. Not like they could see them holding hands, anyways; but Midnight happily pretended to be sleeping to watch as they interact. She grinned maliciously to herself, "Ah, well, that's young love." she laughed in her brain, "Wonder what he thinks of his students…?" she thought last before her body drifted to sleep.

Yaoyorozu's eyes fluttered open. The room was still dark, everyone was still asleep, the front door was still covered in snow, too thick she couldn't even tell what time it is. "Hngh…" she grunts, and then she felt movement from the person beside her.

His eyes were open, looking down. "Uhm… you're up early, Katsuki."

"Never slept." he sighed, "And it hasn't even been an hour yet." her mouth remained open in shock, had she really dozed off, thinking she slept for over eight hours when it was just sixty minutes?

"…Oh." she yawned, "You should take a nap." she suggested. He rolled his eyes in denial.

"I can't fucking believe no one came for us. It's been three to four hours." he groaned, obviously irritated which made Yaoyorozu worry for a split second.

It was expected, though. He knew it as well, but he said it anyways, as a conversation starter. Who would risk their lives to save a bunch of missing people in a damned snow storm of all disasters? They were lucky enough they didn't leave the school on time.

Then again, UA was just a five-minute walk. They had debated about it earlier, if they should go or not — but Midnight took the idea down, thinking it'll cause much more trouble.

She told them they were going to get themselves petrified, literally. The wind was so strong the slightest opening of the windows would probably (almost) strip the clothing of one's body.

"It's okay, it's not that bad." she tried to contradict his explanation.

"The only thing that ain't bad 'bout being here is you." he mumbled, still frowning, "Being with that idiot over there's complete hell." he says, subtly pointing to Monoma who's head is on the ground, beside Kendo. Both were asleep, just like everyone else.

Suddenly, she called out to him, "Katsuki,"

"What?"

Yaoyorozu looks down on her knees "Are you free on Saturday?" she asks as if they weren't stuck on a storm.

Bakugou raised a brow, curious of where the conversation's getting at. "Depends." he says while tilting his head. The girl faced him with a neutral face, still, he could tell she was smiling deep inside.

"Mother unexpectedly sent me a message earlier, she informed me that Aunt Mitsuki is coming over on Saturday, I thought we could go. I'm skipping shopping for it." she replied energetically with her bubbly appearance, still, she failed to look energetic.

"No." he groans, "My Old Hag is a fucking disaster, you know that!"

"Absolutely not! she's the sweetest person ever." she replies with authority. At least she pretended to.

"If we get the fuck out of here, then fine." he secretly hoped that she wasn't seeing through his thoughts, even though she was smart. He'd be damned if she ended up thinking he was some dumb tsundere boy. It was hard to refuse her requests.

Her eyes lit up amidst the dark, "Great!" she hums before returning her gaze on the wall in front of them. "Oh, and Katsuki?" she calls out to him ever so sweetly, that — even though he wouldn't like tilting his head over her direction, he still would.

"Call me Momo." she smiled at him before closing her eyes once more. Ignoring all the noise around her, she drifts back to sleep in a matter of minutes, leaving Bakugou dazed.

Finding out that she went back to her sleep, he removes the scarf from his neck, wrapping it back to her neck and only her's solely. He placed a hand on her head, "That depends on my mood, idiot." he grins to himself, pleased.

Being stuck on a snow storm inside UA, with a few bunch of idiots — it wasn't so bad after all.

"What do we do?!" Jirou's voice echoed in the silent common room.

"I — I don't know! We don't have signals to contact anyone! Even if we walk on this snow storm, we'll get ourselves in trouble!" Ashido replied, with the same expression as Jirou. Troubled, crestfallen.

Kirishima breathed, "But Yaomomo and Bakugou are in danger." he paused. "We can't just wait for the storm to stop, they could be freezing to death right now!"

The room went silent for a few seconds, and Todoroki began to speak. "I'll go."

Silence. Silence for three seconds before everyone looked at him as if he was a crazy person. "WHAT?!" — most of the students screamed. Todoroki sighed, having the huge urge to roll his eyes.

"I should be fine out there." he assured in a deadpanned voice.

"We get that your quirk works with it, Todoroki-kun, but it's dangerous!" Iida responded with his common hand gestures.

This time, he sighed loudly, "Nothing I can't handle. Besides, who else would do it? Your quirks won't work in this weather. I'm not really that concerned with Bakugou, but Yaoyorozu is a friend." he paused, "It's most likely that they're together right now, stuck in school. Midoriya did remember seeing them around before he actually went out."

All eyes turned to the green-haired boy; he nodded. "I'll go, too."

Sato then proceeded to talk, "You guys! This is not a good idea, it's almost curfew!" he looked down on his feet. "I know we're all worried and concerned… but whenever things like these happen, sensei would always find a way to punish you."

Kaminari nodded, "That's most likely, but I'm going. I can take the punishment as long as I find our friends." Kirishima agreed to his statement with a nod, meaning that he'll go as well.

Kirishima would go great lengths to help his friends, really, specially Bakugou. Jirou had never seen Kaminari so serious that it made her shiver at some point, subtly at least.

"You always get yourselves in trouble!" Uraraka looked at Midoriya, Todoroki and the others who planned to go in a very concerned way. "We're just as worried as you guys, but we'll be more than that if more of us goes missing."

Iida nodded swiftly, "We have to minimize the damage that's been done by this weather."

"And," Todoroki started, "And if we all come back in one piece?"

"We can pull it off. The walk to school is a five-minute one and there might be teachers there, too. We can check the other class' dorms if they have teachers around as well. Seriously, have some faith in us." Kirishima added.

Asui from the far corner of one of the couches stood up with her usual expression, "We do have faith; what we don't have faith in is the outcome, kero." most girls nodded to her explanation.

Still, they knew nothing could change their minds. Not even Iida.

Five hours. It had been five hours, still no signal and food. Everyone was awake by now, but they were all feeling lazy because of the cold — or, more like, they don't feel like moving. They were hungry. "Midnight-sensei, we're seriously going to die if we don't take the food in the cafeteria." Awase notified the adult with them.

She was about to speak up, but her stomach grumbled. She seemed to have changed her mind. "It seems that way. I thought we'd get someone to help us out in a span of five hours, expecting the storm to fade, but to no avail. I'm afraid we'll have to push our luck." she sighed, standing up lazily. "We're going to destroy that door."

"FUCKING FINALLY!" Bakugou screamed. "You don't know how long I've been itching to destroy the door."

Kendo stared at Yaoyorozu, mouthing, "Has he always been that energetic?" she looked at her apologetically as she nodded.

"I'm the one who's going to destroy that door, 1-A kid." Monoma blurted out. "Stop it, Monoma. You can barely even stand." said Tetsutetsu with a neutral expression.

"Of course I can, Tetsu!" he scoffed, "See?!" he says before Awase pointed out that he was using the wall as a support. Bakugou looked at him mockingly before turning back to Yaoyorozu.

"Bet you're hungry as hell." he joked. She sheepishly nodded at that.

"That is true. Please remind me to bring a lot of extra food next time."

"What are you, her nanny?!" Monoma mocked, laughing evilly. Midnight simply rolled her eyes at the mocking kid who can't seem to understand the predicament they are in. Monoma swore he saw her glaring at him, but he couldn't be positive since it was so dim.

Bakugou raised a brow, "Annoying piece of shit." he mumbles before shoving his hands deep in his pockets, not bothering to say anything further since he was losing energy just by standing up, effect of hunger.

"Sorry, you two. Please ignore him." Kendo apologized in his name.

"I plan to." Bakugou groans, while Yaoyorozu told her not to apologize as it wasn't something heavy to begin with.

As the group began walking to the empty hallways with Midnight in front; they heard Monoma complaining at the back beside Kendo. "Kendo, you didn't have to do that." after that, though, they could only hear their unclear whispers.

"Of course I need to. You always seem to tick them off. Him, especially." she whispered, pertaining to Bakugou Katsuki.

"His girlfriend doesn't seem to mind!" he defended his own words using Yaoyorozu as an excuse.

She murmured back as a reply, "They're not a thing." with a confident look on her face, too.

He frowned, furrowing his brows. "Stop lying." he snorted, "Do you see how he looks at her? Like he isn't even the same person."

"I'm not!" she crossed her arms. "I asked them earlier, they both pretty much denied without any reaction."

"Well maybe they're lying instead." Monoma pouted. Kendo rolled her eyes, knowing the conversation really wasn't going anywhere good.

Monoma had always been the stubborn type. Once he thinks something is this then it'll never change to that, but even so, Kendo would enjoy his company. He was nice - to her, to their class. Monoma would always complain about her helping him with his grades at first, but then after a few weeks, he stopped complaining, and then started initiating when they would go study.

Always, though, he wouldn't focus. He would either say "Let's take a break!" just five minutes after they took an actual break. She smiled to herself, not knowing that the blond was actually watching her with a brow raised.

"Oh my god, I didn't know it'd be this cold!" Kaminari complained as they walk on thick snow with the surroundings blurred with falling little balls of slushie from the sky. "Todoroki, I need you!"

"I'm sorry, I'm… occupied." he mumbled, staring down at Kirishima and Midoriya who walked close by to his hot side. "It's so unfair!" he whined. "If only we had Bakugou, he'd definitely warm us up!"

"Well he is stuck at school; there's nothing we can do about it. My fire would simply extinguish if I created one in this kind of weather." Todoroki mumbled.

"I hope Kacchan and Yaoyorozu-san are safe," Midoriya looked ahead. "We asked Class B earlier and they said some of them haven't returned."

"I'm sure they are. It's Bakugou and Yaomomo we're talking about. Class B's pretty good too. He's there." Kirishima replied with a smile, pertaining to his friend, Tetsu.

They're not okay. They were hungry, so so hungry. "Well, how the fuck are we going to open this without my help?" he raised a brow.

"Bakugou, you will turn this door to marshmallow if you ever use your quirk. We need something minimal."

He groaned loudly at his teacher's explanation, "Fuck minimal! Momo's going to die." Yaoyorozu sweat-dropped. He was exaggerating. But, oh —

She smiled. She would be lying if she thought the way he said her name was bad. She looked forward to hearing it once more. "I'll be fine, I can still hold." she smiled at the group, hoping she convinced them enough when she felt like she didn't even have any stored fat left. Midnight showed them a toothy grin.

"Oh please, you're exaggerating things. Hey you, can you copy Yaoyorozu's quirk?" she asked, looking at Monoma.

"Duh." he says while rolling his eyes.

The owner of Creation herself replied with a stubborn "I think not." — "You may be able to copy other quirks, but mine require vast knowledge about materials. If you have the same mind as I, then you may." Bakugou grinned victoriously. There it was, the blunt Yaoyorozu that fucked him up that day during the activity with him, Iida, Midoriya and Uraraka.

Monoma snickered. "How hard can it be? I mean, a bimbo like you could do it." the others stared at him in disbelief. Yaoyorozu, however, did not really falter. She's heard that word many, many times behind her back. Monoma had gone too far.

She wasn't one, so why should she get affected?

"Watch it, you fucking— himbo." he hissed, a serious threat coming out of his mouth.

Yaoyorozu was not crestfallen. Her mood just shifted a bit, but it was nothing she couldn't handle. "Ignore it, Katsuki. It doesn't concern me at all. We should focus on destroying this door instead."

He was about to talk back, but realizing the stone-cold tone in her voice, he decided to shrug it off. One last dirty look at the boy and then he turns around.

Kendo and the others dragged him to the far corner, telling him it was very rude to call someone a bimbo — Yaoyorozu, too, of all people, do not deserve to be called like so. "You need to apologize to her."

"Yeah, Yaoyorozu is a smart girl. You can't just call her a bimbo."

"Her buddy called me a himbo."

"Fair enough, but you started it. Bakugou is going to kill you, man."

Monoma crossed his arms, frowning. He thought he went too far, too, but he would never admit something like that. Nonetheless, he'll apologize. He doesn't know when.

By the door, Midnight, Yaoyorozu and Bakugou were talking non-stop until the teacher finally gave up seeing Yaoyorozu's legs barely getting together. She sighed before making the decision. "Fine. I'll take responsibility for the damage done and the food we're about to steal."

Jirou stared outside the window of her room, her arms resting on the windowsill even with the cold weather coming around. It hasn't stopped yet. Seriously, she thought the weather report was stupid, but the sudden turn of events were far more than that.

Kaminari went with them.

She felt lonely, very lonely; but she could not stop him at all. She had no authority in any way, and has never seen Kaminari so serious with the sparkling glint in his eyes. She sighed heavily, "I hope they get back soon."

She's been thinking too much. About Kaminari. She feels so bad about it, guilty, even. Why? Because she thinks she neglected her time with Yaomomo. She barely even thought of her when he was around — sometimes she thinks it's a bad influence, but being with Kaminari always made her feel warmth.

Of course, it was given that she was worried for Yaomomo, but not as worried as she is for Kaminari. He went on outside — when there's a goddamn snow storm the dedication is admirable, but she couldn't shake off the fact that he could've been walking on his way to death, and she could've had the chance to stop him.

She laughed lightly; "He's probably complaining how cold it is right now." she says to herself as she gripped on the particular choker he gave her. "Damn it, Kaminari. You better come back in one piece."

She had other friends, a whole lot of other friends — they were fun to be with, but right now, she needed to be alone. She didn't want to be with the rest of her friends when all she could think off was Kaminari himself. Ever since they went on the movies, which she knew Yaomomo practically set up — she suddenly felt that being around him was normal.

It was frustrating. It killed her even to her sleep. She closes her eyes for a second and she goes seeing his bright smile — was it an infatuation? She didn't know. All she knew was the fact that he was important. Still is.

They got the food. They had it. They were raw batches, so Bakugou had to take charge of burning them cooked. In the end, they ended up eating — no, eating was an understatement. They ended up feasting on the cafeteria.

Yaoyorozu chowed down on her food, less gracefully than usual which surprised Bakugou because no matter what happened, she was always prim and proper. "But she said fuck once, so fair enough. I guess." he almost wanted to laugh. Almost. If it wasn't for the shitty cold.

There were a few windows slightly opened that they couldn't close because the cold was too much it could've burned, so air constantly flew within the building. They could tell it isn't over yet.

"Slow down." he muttered lowly, "It's unlike you." he was just teasing her. He didn't really care if she ate fast or not; they had water supply from a few fountains around school (but the waters were cold), he just wanted to see her reaction.

To no avail, however.

She just ignored him and chomped down on her food as if she was Sato. After a few minutes, she finished and took out the scarf to cover her burp that made Bakugou tingly — he wants to laugh, but hell he knew his laugh was reserved for her and not for the bunch of idiots with them.

"Would've probably been much better if we were alone." he thinks. It's not like he hated their companies — okay, maybe he got ticked off by the blond coconut of 1-B, but he just wanted to be with her, alone.

A fool he really is, but a man can be selfish sometimes. Wordlessly, Bakugou stood up as he was unable to stand the temperature. It was much warmer where they were before. When he was asked where he was going, he simply replied with a shrug. She immediately picked it up, but she was so full she didn't really follow.

With his last trace of footstep leaving the room, Midnight began engaging in a conversation with her. "Say, are you two…?" she asked with a toothy grin, finger on her cheeks.

"Pardon?" she asked, the oblivious girl she is. "Are you pertaining to me, sensei?"

"Who else?!" she grinned mischievously. "You and him, him and you!"

"Midnight-sensei, you're too intrigued by this…" Kendo sweat-dropped.

Yaoyorozu ignored Kendo's sub-comment, facing her teacher. "No," she says — pink emitting from her skin. She created a small container of mint candies to freshen her breath up. Offered some to the others which they gladly took. "We aren't anything, if that's what you meant, sensei."

Yaoyorozu always kept a calm demeanor when denying things, though, deep inside, she had a storm coming. She's nervous, embarrassed and flustered — but it was low to the point that she could actually control it.

Midnight's face dropped. "Seriously?! That's too bad. I really thought you were a thing!" her voice echoed. Right now, she wasn't acting like a teacher. "But you do have hots for him, right, right?!"

"Sensei!" Yaoyorozu embarrassingly pointed out her attitude by calling her name.

"Okay, fine, you're no fun." she pouted, "How about you two?!" she looked at Kendo and Monoma — one, which Kendo's eyes widened, two, where Monoma looked startled. Midnight grinned once more - it even looked cute while she was eating steak.

Both opened their mouths at the same time. "What." it wasn't a question. It was a statement, meaning that they didn't want it to be a question. The teacher laughed, one similar to a villain's in soap operas. "So, are you both a thing?"

"NO!"

In the corner, Tetsutetsu pulled Awase and Yaoyorozu away. "If we don't leave now, we're going to get the same treatment. Kendo and Monoma will be fine." he whispers to both of them as the trio tip-toed out of the cafeteria. Awase could've sworn he saw Kendo's deadly glare and Monoma's killer face before they used them as a bait and escaped.

Bakugou stared at the empty hallway before him. He could hear footsteps; presumably their's. He stiffened up once they arrived, realizing there were only three of them and not six. He looked up at Yaoyorozu who was staring at his sitting figure. "Katsuki," Yaoyorozu called out to him gently.

He raised both brows at her calling. "It hasn't stopped yet." she sighed, taking a seat beside him. The other two, Tetsutetsu and Awase lay in front of them, warming themselves up by friction — hugging themselves.

"Ugh. We were talkin' about this shit some time ago too." he groaned, rolling his eyes as he sunk to the ground; feeling the cold.

"They really should have suspended the classes, you were right." she frowned; "I never got to claim my new costume design, too, because of this infuriating event. I wish we—" she stopped, feeling the cold air hitting her neck, the strands of her hair tickled her slightly. She looked up to the direction of the wind — the door is open.

"You guys are really here." it was their classmates.

NOTES:

Hello. Sorry if the uodate was delayed, I was — well, enjoying my time in watching anime and playing games. It was a needed break. So... anyways, we got 10K reads on this site and 3K on Ao3, I guess I'll try my best to update early. I think. Thank you to all those who left reviews and faves, stuff like that. I think I'll end this fic in a few chapters — who knows? I'm not really sure myself. After I finish this one, I'll hope for the best and try to update Late Night Conversations, 'cuz that fic seemed... IDK, dead? I haven't updated it in a while. Thanks for the support, though. Making sure I actually finish this fic before school starts; just my luck that the resume of my classes were pushed back.

Well, I don't know when I'd get the chance to update again. Maybe later, tomorrow, IDRK. But I WILL! SO YEAH, THAT'S ALL.