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He’s in the common room going over his homework when a round shadow blocks his light. Looking up, he sees her, bent at the waist, head turned down as she skims his upside down writing.
“Can I fucking help you, Cheeks?”
And she looks up at him with those big brown eyes, round pink cheeks, and that fucking sparkling smile. She doesn’t say anything, but she brings a finger up and purses her lips to press a barely there kiss to it before turning it to him and pressing it to his nose lightly.
“Nah, goodnight, Katsuki.”
She turns and bounces away, like nothing happened. If he can’t manage to respond, that’s between them.