Summary: After the movie is put on, about an hour in, Izuku falls asleep. Ochako, taking pride in how comfortable he must be around her for him to fall asleep so easily, spends more time watching him than she does watching the movie.

The night continues.

Only about an hour or so into the movie, Izuku is already asleep. His head had fallen, resting gently on Ochako's shoulder. His snoring was light and, if it was evident by how red Ochako's already bright cheeks were, pretty cute.

Before she'd even realized it, she'd looped an arm over his shoulders and buried her hand in his messy green curls, rubbing and massaging his scalp while she tried, and failed, to keep her attention on the movie. Normally, she'd never let anything get between her and Finding Nemo, but Deku proved to be cuter than even the cutest movie she's ever seen.

'I never really noticed it before,' Ochako thinks to herself, her attention still jumping between adorable fish and her adorable boyfriend. But his hair is really soft. I wonder if he'd let me do this when he's awake?'.

She blushed to herself, trying desperately to shoo the thoughts away but to no avail. Her hand didn't stop either.

'I-I mean, it's not like I haven't done it before, right?'. Her hand is on her chin now, thinking much too hard about much too simple of a matter. 'I-It's where my hands go whenever we make out! H-He's gotta be used to it at this point...'. She thought. It only took a moment for her hand to freeze and for her face to light up even brighter. Instinctively, her hands go to her face to cover it and hide her embarrassment, despite the fact that no one can see her. But, with her hand looped around Izuku's shoulders, all she manages to do is pull on him, jostling him in his sleep.

Izuku stirs, lifting his head a fraction of an inch, and looks around a bit. It takes him a moment to completely catch his bearings, but once he does and sits up, the first thing he sees is Ochako, her knees pulled to her chest and her hands over her face. Any thought of himself is launched out of the window and is instead replaced by thoughts of whatever could be plaguing her.

"A-ah, Ochako! Are you okay? Why is your face red? Do you need anything? I-I could go run out for something right now if you ne-" He was immediately shushed by Ochako, turning and pushing one hand up against his mouth. With her face now open, at least partly, he can see the furious red blush that's spread across her cheeks.

"N-n-no! I-I'm fine, Deku. Really!" She tries to assure him. Still covering her face with one hand, though, it's pretty hard to convince him that she's alright. After a minute of fumbling with her words, she slumps knowingly. "R-Really. M-my thoughts just...t-took a turn is all."

Izuku's eyebrows raise in question and he leans forward. He grabs her hand, the one covering his mouth, and holds it between both of his own and looks her in the eye.

"Took a turn? What do you mean?" He asks her, nearly whispering. He's quiet enough that she has to lean forward to hear him.

She squirms, pushing both her palms into her cheeks again and hiding her face. From how close they are, Izuku can hear her whimper: "Nooooo, 'yer gonna laugh at me...,"

At that, he chuckles. Taking both of her hands in his own, and carefully not touching the pads on her fingertips, he pulled her hands away from her face and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"Why would I do that?" He asked, tilting his head questioningly. With her eyes trained on the small bit of floor between them, she squirms again and pushes her head against his chest so that she doesn't have to look at him. Seamlessly, his hands loop around her back and hold her a bit closer and he tucks his nose into her hair, inhaling the scent of her shampoo. He snorts a little, though, which elicits a giggle from Ochako. Snuggling against his chest, she pushes herself around until she's just about sitting in his lap. Neither of them really think about it, though, because she's a bit too busy laughing at him.

Izuku shook his head, though the soft smile on his face betrayed the motion. He tilted his head up and rested his chin amongst her curls.

"You're such a dork," He says quietly, prodding her to talk. She willingly takes the bait, though a bit too eagerly. She sits up fast and shoves a finger against his nose, nearly touching him with the pad on it.

"You're a bigger one!" She retorts. Crossing her arms and smiling smugly, she seemed so pleased with herself. He laughs and shrugs.

"Maybe," He replies before looping his arms around her back again, pulling her head back to his chest. "But I'm your dork."

He doesn't need to see her to know that her face has turned red again; Mostly because his has done the same, but that was beside the point. The two of them it quietly for a moment, in which Ochako wrapped her arms around him as well, before Izuku tried asking her again.

"What was bothering you, Ochako?" He asks, and then quickly adds: "I-I won't laugh, I promise."

Ochako squirms against his chest again before sighing deeply. Taking a deep breath, she sits up again. Literally sitting in his lap at this point, the both of them are eye-level now.

"W-well, when you were asleep, I-I was...running my hands through your hair. A-and it was really soft, s-so I wanted to do it more, like...e-even when you were awake, but I didn't know if you'd let me!" She moved her hands slightly as she spoke, reminiscent of a certain blue-haired class rep they were fond of. "M-my defense was that...I-I'd already kind of done it before? B-but, the uhm...the c-context of it was a bit different than usual."

At Izuku's curious nodding, she continued.

"I-It went from just wanting to touch your hair more to...uhm...th-thinking about making out with you more," She put her hands up, palms facing outward before he could even think of a response. "B-Because my hands are usually in your hair when we do! S-so...I-I thought you'd be used to it...b-by now, I mean."

His cheeks have turned completely red and his eyes are wide with shock and...pride? Quickly, he looks around to find the TV remote. Finding Nemo had been playing the entire time they'd been talking and the background noise was starting to get to him.

Finding it on the floor, he picked it up and paused the movie. With the room suddenly falling silent, he sighed happily and turned back to Ochako. Her face was turned toward the wall and her hands were palm-down on the floor. He didn't want to think about her accidentally giving the entire dorm building zero gravity, even if she couldn't actually do it.

Fanning his own face for a second, he reached forward and grabbed both her hands. She jumped a little but didn't turn to look at him until he started talking.

"W-well, I like that you like my hair. I-I mean, I never really put too much thought into it before...b-but it makes me happy to know that you like it," He admitted. "And...i-if it makes you feel any better...I-I think I like your cheeks more than you like my hair," He laughed awkwardly, which led to him coughing into his closed hand as he followed suit and looked away from her. "Th-they're really cute, Ochako. P-plus, they're very soft...I-I like holding onto them when we...y-y'know...kiss all the time."

Ochako's cheeks turn red again, but this time she's more flattered than embarrassed. Since she didn't know what to say, she reached out and pulled him into a soft hug. He chuckled at her again, though noticeably more nervous about it this time around. He hugged her back, though, and when she pulled away from him, he darted forward to capture her in a soft kiss.

She might as well have melted into him, her hands gripping his upper arms just to keep herself up. Unconsciously, though, her hands drifted toward his head, burying themselves in his green curls once at again. As for Izuku, he fared no better. First, his hands had gripped her waist. Barely a second in, though, one hand drifted up her front and settled on her cheek.

The kiss didn't last long, but it didn't really need to. Once they both pull back, as red in the face as ever, Ochako pulls her arms back and rubs the back of her neck. Izuku tilts his head in question, not understanding what was so funny.

"I-It's like the first thing on your mind was to hold my cheek, eheheh." She commented nervously. Astounded, Izuku pointed a finger at her.

"M-me?! Y-your hands immediately went to my hair! Y-you're just as g-guilty as me!" He retorted. Ochako giggles, trying to keep her laugh in, but fails and starts laughing. Soon after, Izuku joins her. Neither of them are really thinking about the fact that it's well after curfew now. Honestly, neither of them are really thinking at all. They're just...enjoying the moment.

Somehow, during their fits of laughter, Ochako had fallen forward and nuzzled her face into the crook of Izuku's neck, who adjusted himself accordingly, whereas he only had one arm looped lazily over her shoulder.

Ochako yawned, which tickled Izuku's neck and made him giggle.

"I'm not gonna lie...," She mumbled before sitting up a little, though refusing to take her head away from where she sat. She yawned again before continuing. "..I'm a little tired now."

Izuku nodded and made an incomprehensible sound of agreement. After a moment of hesitation, he started to try and get up to leave so that he could get back to his room. For the second time that night, though, Ochako stopped him.

"..Mmmm, no, stay the night, Deku." She told him, pulling herself up to look at him. She had a look in her eye that said she'd be sad if he'd turned her down. Izuku, while clearly nervous, shrugged and agreed. He wouldn't wanna make her sad, now would he?

"O-okay, Ochako," He said, pulling the both of them up to sit down on her bed. She smiled tiredly and threw her arms around him in a weak, but caring, hug. He laughs, but there's nervousness in his voice. "W-we should hurry up. If Aizawa-sensei decides to stroll through the halls about now, we could really get in trouble."

The mention of their teacher catching them seemed to jostle her awake. She quickly sits up and nods furiously; So much so that Izuku is starting to worry that her head will just fly off.

"Y-Yeah! I-I'll go change in the bathroom, okay? Wait for me here." She told him. Without waiting for a reply, she got up and dashed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Izuku sat on the bed, staring at the door for a moment after she'd run off. It dawned on him that she was expecting them to sleep in the same bed. They were in high school! Sure, they wouldn't be doing anything, but still! It was the principle of the matter! The others already thought they'd be doing something in her room. If any of them found out he'd stayed in her room overnight, they'd never hear the end of it.

He was already here, though, and if he left while Ochako was in the bathroom, he'd feel horrible about it. She'd probably be sad. He definitely hated making her sad. If he could help it, he'd make sure she was happy. If that meant sleeping with her—In her room, he clarified to himself—, then he was more than happy to do it.

Steeling himself, Izuku stood up and went about changing. He didn't have a change of clothes and he definitely wasn't going to go to sleep in his underwear, so he settled for just taking off the hoodie he'd been wearing. It was a bit bulky, and the sleeveless undershirt that he wore underneath was good enough, as opposed to just taking it all completely off. He contemplated taking his pants off, too, but quickly ran away from that thought the second it surfaced. This was good enough, he hoped.

So, left to just wait for her, he sat down on her bed and tried to mentally prepare himself. Gods knew how hard that would be.

'You can do this! All you're doing is sleeping in the same bed, what could go wrong?' She told herself. Standing in front of her bathroom mirror, Ochako was attempting-And failing-to hype herself up and get prepared. She'd already changed into her regular pair of sleep shorts-which she now told herself were too short-and a black, spaghetti-strap top that she often wore under her clothes.

Her cheeks were redder than usual, though that was most likely due to how she'd been smacking herself on the cheeks to try and steel herself. She kept failing at doing so, but she was nothing if not persevering.

'One more time!' she thought before standing up as straight as possible and looking at herself with deadly focus in the mirror. 'You can definitely do it! Go out there and sleep with him!'.

It took a moment for it to hit her, but once it did, she almost fell over, covering her face as it turned a peculiar shade of red. Honestly, with how much blood was constantly rushing to her head, she was surprised she hadn't fainted yet.

'No, just...agh!'. She nearly collapsed, holding her face out of sheer instinct. One more time, she turned toward herself in the mirror. She could still see the redness in her own face, but she ignored it.

"Alright, Ochako," She started, whispering to herself, lest she get loud enough for Izuku to hear her. "You can and you WILL do this. Walk out there right now and lay down in your bed and go to sleep!" She particularly left out that she'd be sleeping in the same bed as Izuku, but it was mainly for her confidence. Before she could stop herself, she gathered up the clothes she'd taken off and walked back into her room.

All of her confidence left her as soon as she saw Deku. He was already laying down on her bed, looking as comfortable as ever. He'd taken off his hoodie, which she realized was much bulkier on him than she'd thought, but left his pants on-though he did roll the legs of them up a bit, just so they'd be a bit more comfortable.

He was lying on the blankets, with his head on her pillow and his hands behind his head. His eyes were closed, but she could see his eyes moving behind his eyelids. Quietly, she made her way across the room and stuffed away her clothes before walking back to the bed and sitting down on it lightly. The slight shift in weight caused Izuku to sit up and look over at her. His eyes were a bit red and she could tell that he was close to asleep.

"Hey..," A yawn interrupted him as he scooted over to make space for her which she eagerly scooted into. "..We should...probably set an early alarm. So the others don't see me leave in the morning,"

Ochako nodded and began to slip under her blankets. Watching her, his face flushed with red, he began to follow suit, but really slowly. She had a hard time focusing on him as he spoke, due to the fact that she came to a startling realization: Izuku was a lot more well-built than she'd thought he was. Sure, he was lean, but she and all the other girls had only ever just said that he was skinny. Seeing him now, though, in the tight muscle shirt that he wore, Ochako could clearly point out all the rippling muscles in his arms, back, and his chest.

Her anxiety skyrocketed and she had half a mind to jet from the bed now and give up on the whole thing. She was too far in to quit now, though. So, steeling herself as best as she possibly could, she simply tried not to focus on it so she could just...sleep with him—Not like that, though! Clearly not that way! Just regular sleeping like regular people do!

She decided to do the only thing that she could for the moment: Setting the alarm. She knew that Izuku usually woke up around six, and she herself woke around 7:30. She set the alarm for five and shot Deku a thumbs up. He smiled-Gods, he didn't deserve to have such a cute smile-and let his head fall back against her pillow. Tentatively, Ochako climbed back into bed next to him, though she didn't lay down yet. She'd need to turn the lights off first.

"I set it for five," She tells him, sitting with her knees against her chest. "Is that alright?"

Deku nodded, that smile still on his lips as he looks up at her from where his head rests on the pillow. "Definitely. It'll give me the time to get to my room, shower, and then get out for my morning exercises."

Ochako giggles a little. "We stay up this late and you still want to exercise in the morning?" She asked him, amazed. She shouldn't be, though. If anyone knew how hard he worked, it'd be her. His face gets a little red, but he doesn't defend himself. Of course, he knows she's just joking.

Quickly, so she could just get it over with, Ochako darts from the bed and shuts the light off. In the darkness of her room, despite her memory of it, it gets hard to find her bed. Once she does, though, she's surprised to see that Izuku has leaned up from the bed to help guide her. His eyes must've been better than hers in the dark, seeing as he's guiding her into the bed without a problem.

Holding one of her hands, whereas the other is resting against her waist, he pulls her down onto the bed and helps her find her way under the blankets. Ochako flushes with embarrassment and hopes that his eyes aren't good enough to see it.

"Thanks," she mumbles after the both of them finally got under the blankets together.

The only thing she can really try to describe it as is awkward. The both of them are as stiff as boards and neither of them are talking. Straining her ears, Ochako starts to think that Deku is barely breathing. She sighs aloud and watches him jump out of sheer nervousness. Her embarrassment builds and she sits up, waving her hands animatedly as if he could actually see her.

"A-Ah, I'm sorry!" She apologizes, though she doesn't really know what for at this point. It's better than saying nothing.

He sits up alongside her, doing the same. Even in the dark, she can see the red of his face. Gods, does that mean he can see hers?!

"N-no! D-don't worry, I'm sorry, th-this is just...," He goes off, tapering out and trying to find his words. "I-I don't know what I'm doing...," He finally admitted. Ochako just about laughed, to which she had to bring a hand to her mouth to stop it. It took her a moment, but she smiled sweetly at him. There was no way of telling if he could see her, but she was hoping he could.

"A-ah..me neither. B-but that's fine!" She brought her hands together excitedly and whispered as loud as she could, out of fear of getting caught by Aizawa. "L-learning is fun, right? So we can learn together!"

Deku was quiet for a while. Ochako was close to leaning forward and trying to find him before he made a noise, to which she could assume meant he was nodding.

"Y-yeah! We operate by our rules, right?" He asked her, though it was more of a statement than anything. Ochako giggled and began to lie down again, dragging him down with her.

"Yeah! So, c'mon. We can't learn properly without sleep, right?" She says after she finally gets down to the bed. She scoots closer to him and nuzzles her face into his chest. "Can't learn without proper rest! What would All Might say?"

Laughing alongside her, he slowly lied down as well, his arm instinctively flinging itself around her waist.

"Mhm," He replies, though he sounds like he's thinking something over. Ochako sits, silent, and waits for him while he does. Once he does talk again, though, it spurs her into laughter again. "Maybe I could skip my workout in the morning. S-sleep is really important, r-right?"

Once she's done laughing, Ochako poked him in the chest and made a show out of turning her back to him and scooting against him.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you just wanted to stay in bed with me." She teased him, despite how warm her face is now. Luckily, though, he can't see her, so she doesn't have to worry about it.

"Th-that's not it!" He protested, but his argument fell on deaf ears as Ochako pretended not to listen to him. It took him a minute to get over it and once he did, Deku sighed and stuck his nose into her hair, his arm wrapping around her a bit more warmly.

It didn't take long for him to fall asleep, and for Ochako to follow suit. At the very least, though, the two of them were thinking the same thing before they did eventually doze off.

"Why was I so worried?"

Waking up the next morning, though, they wouldn't remember that, and neither would they be able to remember even thinking it. All they could think of was how well they had slept. Together.