He blinked his eyes open tiredly and felt around for his glasses. The three morons were still all passed out on the floor.

Three?

Ah. Just as he'd figured she'd do, Pinky had snuck in at some point in the night. She was curled up in between the two boys. Though they were all pretty f*cking spread out. They covered his entire floor. A*sholes. Didn't leave any room for him to even get up.

He huffed a bit and turned to look at the time. Six in the morning. Great. He had only slept for five hours.

He had trouble falling asleep the previous night, Kiri had passed out around eleven, but it had still taken him until one to even drift off a bit. His heart had been pounding against his chest for so long, thoughts racing. That and he just hadn't been sleeping too well recently.

He looked to the boy in his arms, still fast asleep, clinging onto him like a stuffed animal. He was far too comfortable, but he still broke free from the slightly younger boy's grasp.

"I'll be back later.." He whispered as he put his hearing aids in and turned them up.

"Mmm.." Kirishima hummed in response, rolling over.

Bakugou carefully stepped through the mess of bodies that were his morons, he half stepped on Pikachu but he could brush that off as an accident later. He looked at them to make sure they were fast asleep before he grabbed Pinky's makeup box. Sh*t her foundation was pink.

He grumbled quietly as he had to use the powders instead. He brought it into the bathroom and did his very f*cking best to cover up the bite mark on his jaw. And since he was in his tank top now, a few other ones on his shoulders were visible.

"D*mn Kirishima…" He grunted as he covered up any visible one and put everything away, making his way to the door.

He was stealthy as a f*cking ninja when he went past the room his parents were sleeping in. His mother was only a morning person on some days, other days if he woke her it was an all out war. He didn't want to deal with that right now.

He slipped into the kitchen and looked around for something to eat.

"Goodmorning." Someone spoke. He glanced over his shoulder at the Floaty Chick sitting at the counter, she was still half asleep, probably why she dared to say anything to him. He grunted in response, continuing to look for food. There wasn't anything already cooked that he wanted so it looked like he was going to be the one making something. He sighed before he grabbed several ingredients and placed them on the counter.

"Want an omelette, Floaty?" He questioned as he pulled out a knife to start chopping up vegetables. Luckily for her, she was one of the ones he respected somewhat. She was good at fighting. And while she looked like a girly girl, she was pretty tough. So she was in his good books.

"Sure." She had laid her head down on top of her arms on the counter. She must not have slept at all. He raised a brow at her.

"There really that many girls in there that it's hard to sleep? And what do you want in it?" He questioned. He had gotten mushrooms, onions and peppers for his own, though he was aware not everyone liked spicy food for breakfast. He fully intended to make some for his morons as well. Kirishima would just want bacon, ham and cheese in his. Pikachu liked steak but there was no way he was going to take that much time to cook that kind of sh*t. So he'd make him and Tape the same thing as Kiri. Then Pinky liked hers to be colorful and flavourful, so he'd make the same thing he was having for her, but add in more kinds of bell peppers to add in different colors.

"No, there was room. It just felt wrong to be in there. And whatever is fine, mushrooms and onions if we have some." She yawned. He glanced at her again. Wrong?

"So you either gotta thing for girls or just don't like sleeping around people." He said simply. She shifted slightly. One of those was it and he was assuming it was the liking girls part. He huffed a bit. "There's nothing wrong with it. And you're not a f*cking weakling, so if some piece of sh*t ever walks up to you and tells you there's something wrong with you liking girls you slap that d*ckface and use your quirk to send him to the moon." He chopped up the mushrooms and set them to the side.

She turned her head so her chin was on her arms and she was looking at him. "Well I don't know yet. I'm not sure. I've never been with anyone to know for sure-"

"-talk to Pinky. I'm almost one hundred percent sure that every single one of my morons is bi or pan. I'm the only one in that group that only goes one way. Pinky can help you understand better. And if you don't want to sleep in a room full of girls, you can stay in my room with us. Still one girl but there can be a separator or some sh*t." He interrupted her. He knew he was being too nice, because she was smiling at him. Ew. He grunted again, frowning. He had gotten to where he was too soft with people. Kirishima was a bad influence. He was sitting and talking to one of the D*mn Nerd's friends.

"I'll talk to Mina. I didn't know that she liked girls." She sat up a little bit more, seemingly waking up as they spoke.

He nodded. "I don't think my group is looking for relationships actively, so they aren't super talkative about their sexualities, but when you're around them every day all the time, they do talk about it sometimes. We're training to be heroes; relationships shouldn't be our focus. They're distractions, and they aren't safe in the career line we chose." He said simply, placing all the sliced up peppers into a bowl. He had separated the ingredients of each omelette into a different bowl for each person. So he could just pour the toppings onto the omelette without having to separate a bit out of each one.

"But you ended up with Kirishima right?" She tilted her head. He paused on the cutting for a moment and turned to her fully.

"I had never intended to get into a relationship with anyone. That would get in the way of me being number one, and it would leave me to have to worry about something every time I or he goes into battle. But for me; Kirishima is worth that. Me and him are going to be number one together. And when we go into battle; we'll be side by side every f*cking time, there will be no need to worry. Because if we're going to die, we're going to f*cking die together too." He explained to her. Oh G*d she started making one of those faces like he was being cute and sweet. He frowned again. He swore he needed to stop talking to people outside of his group entirely. "At the same time, when you're with someone, if you become wanted by a villain; they instantly go for your loved ones. So being with someone, you have to be aware of what you're getting into. And you have to be willing to make that risk. There's a lot of bullsh*t that villains will do to get what they want. And when Shigaraki is holding Kirishima with four fingers, you have to make the choice of giving him what he wants, or losing Kirishima. Or whoever it would be in your case. It's not about being with a boy or a girl or anything in between, in the end, it's about what you're willing to risk in battle." He finished cutting everything up and got the eggs out, starting to heat the stove.

"That's a lot more to think about than what normal people have to think about…" She said quietly as she sank back down into her arms. He shrugged.

"You're strategic. When you fought me you went in with a plan. If you know what you're doing, and you're careful, those situations are a lot easier to handle. Just make sure that whoever you end up with knows what they're doing too." He glanced over at the stairs as Deku made his way down. He scowled and looked back at what he was doing.

"Good Morning Uraraka! Kacchan!" He said before he went outside to do his stupid morning training.

"D*mn nerd.." Bakugou muttered with a frown, while Floaty smiled brightly and waved at him. "Was pretty sure you had a thing for him." Bakugou nodded his head towards the door Deku had walked out of. She flared up a red. Ah. She did, she swung both ways then.

"Well it's not a thing it's just that he's really nice and stuff…" She mumbled off a bit, looking away. He smirked, he was disgusted to think about the fact that she thought he was nice but still amused.

"Sure. What girl is it that's got you questioning?" He asked curiously. Sending her to Pinky, if she had a thing for Pinky would have been messy. He probably should have asked the question a lot earlier. She was still a flaming red and seemed to grow more nervous by the second.

He didn't really care about girl drama that much. "Floaty, I hope you know I don't give a f*ck about a majority of this and if you think I of all people, would tell anyone else-"

"-I'm not worried about that. I wouldn't worry about that. She doesn't go to this school…" She interrupted him. He nodded slowly. She was possibly someone from the girl's middle school then. Or anywhere else. He didn't particularly think too much about it.

He just started on the first few omelettes.

"Mm… have you talked to anyone else about this at all?" She very quickly shook her head.

"I don't know how to. Especially since I'm not really… sure about it all... How did you come out to people?" They both glanced at the stairs as Headphones tiredly came down, walked behind Bakugou, got a glass of water, muttered a simple good morning and went back upstairs.

"When I came out, my idiots already knew so I didn't have to tell them, my parents, I was on a facetime call with them, Kirishima came in, and I pulled him into the call and told my parents that he was my boyfriend. That was it. And I didn't have to tell anyone else because I don't give a f*ck what the rest of the class thinks of me and they all see me going around with Kirishima, half of them probably don't even know we're a couple. And I still don't f*cking care." He continued right from where they left off. He turned down the burners on the stove a bit so he didn't have to worry about it.

He leaned against the counter across from where she was at. "You're close friends with the D*mn Nerd and Glasses right? Deku is bi as f*ck. I've known that for years. He had a thing for me at some point and he's definitely got a thing for you. Glasses isn't the type to be against the idea. He'll probably support you fully heartedly. Half n Half is gay. In case you didn't know. Whoever else you talk to probably doesn't care either. Your parents- obviously I don't f*cking know them. If you want me to tell them, I don't give a sh*t. I'll tell everyone for you. That'll just make you a d*mn coward and I will lose all respect I have for you. You're a bada*s, you can tell people. Just sit them down. Or kiss a girl in front of them. Either f*cking way, just do it. If they can't handle it then f*ck them." G*d he was talking way too much. He was tired just from that. He wanted to go lay back down, or just go sit in an empty room and study.

He would kill for a hike actually.

She nodded. "You're right."

"Of course I am." He turned back to the stove and took the omelettes off, placing them on a plate and pouring the toppings onto them, folding them in half like a taco. He slid hers to her.

"Thank you, for everything." She smiled as she gleefully bowed her head to him. "Do you mind if I come and ask you things sometimes? You really are smart." She questioned. He grumbled a bit but shrugged.

"Just don't be f*cking annoying or stupid. And don't tell anyone else." He warned. He swore if she told another soul and people came knocking at his door for advice he was going to explode her a*s up to the f*cking moon.

"I won't! And my parents came for the whole safety thing, so if you wouldn't mind, could you be there when I tell them? Or linger in the background?" She was a lot more hesitant with the question, but relaxed when he nodded.

"Yeah sure." He put the other five omelettes onto a plate to take upstairs to the others, grabbing extra forks and plates.

"Thank you." She said again. He nodded and turned off the stove, finishing his cleaning and then moved to go up the stairs.

Once he opened his door, Tape, Pikachu and Pinky were all already half awake. The moment he walked in and they saw the food though they were all wide awake.

"Food! You really are so kind." Pikachu said in that stupid voice he used when he was 'praising' something. He scoffed.

"Never said any of this was for you." He growled. Their expressions fell. "My g*d don't cry you b*stards. They're for you." They lit up again and he rolled his eyes. He handed the plates out and gave them their food, setting his own and Kirishima's to the side.

"Thank you!" The three chimed together. He flipped them off and went to sit on the bed.

"Kiri~" He hummed quietly.

"Mmm no." Sharky whined. Bakugou smirked and laid down halfway, propping himself up with his elbow.

"It's time to get up. I made breakfast." He urged. The redhead's eyes peeked through his eyelids.

"Food?" He mumbled. Bakugou nearly laughed. He was just as bad as the other three.

"Yes, food. Omelettes. I added extra meats to yours." Just as he knew the other would like it.

"Aren't you fancy." Kiri hummed. He leaned forwards and pecked the boy's lips.

"Yeah, I am. Get up before it gets cold." He said as he moved to get up. Kirishima grabbed him and tugged him back down for cuddles though. "Eijirou you-"

"-Did you just?" Tape questioned. The two boys on the bed looked at the three on the floor.

"Call him Eijirou? Yes? Something wrong with that f*cker?" Bakugou questioned with a raised brow.

"Bro you won't even call us by our names!" Pikachu exclaimed. Bakugou wiggled out of Kirishima's grasp and sat up, looking at the three of them.

"B*tch. Denki Kaminari, Ashido Mina, and Hanta Sero. I call you morons Pikachu, Pinky and Tape because nobody else in the f*cking school does. It's my names for you. For you three at least. For everyone else it's because I can't f*cking remember their sh*tty a*s names." He snapped at them. Then came the fake crying and lovey sh*t. He waved them off and laid back down with Kiri.

"Yeah yeah shut up. You're going to give me a headache." He told them warningly.

As usual, they didn't shut up.