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It’s cold.
Midoriya wakes up, groggy and annoyed. It’s always too cold in his dorm during the winter, and no amount of blankets have been able to change that.
He checks his phone for the time. 6:37, it reads.
Midoriya groans, rubbing his eyes. It’s too early for him to be awake when it’s the weekend, and he wants to sleep more. He can’t do that if he’s cold though, so he runs options through his head lazily.
An idea strikes him suddenly, and he laughs. Why didn’t he think of it earlier?
Todoroki’s phone lets out a chime, bright and happy. He reaches under the pillow to find a message from Midoriya.
From Zuzu, 6:39 AM
It’s cold
From Zuzu, 6:39 AM
I’m comjing to yoru room
Todoroki smiles at the nickname Midoriya had set for himself on his phone. He’s been awake for some time now, reading quietly. He gets up to unlock his door, and the door opens a second later.
“Bed. Now,” Midoriya demands sleepily.
Todoroki chuckles and obediently gets back on the bed, Midoriya shuffling behind him.
He looks adorable, green curls messier than usual and eyes bleary with sleep.
After a lot of twisting and turning, they finally get comfortable. Midoriya is smushed against his boyfriend’s left side.
“Warm,” he mutters, snuggling closer. It’s much better than being under 5 layers of blankets.
Todoroki looks at him with a fond smile and kisses his head, stroking his hair. He picks up his book again and wraps his hand around Midoriya, keeping him close.
He smells like citrus and clean laundry is his last thought before falling asleep.