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“You’re insane if you think 30 degrees is warm!” Katsuki barked, sweat dripping down his forehead as he pointed an accusing finger at Todoroki.
“It’s winter,” Todoroki replied, sitting on the couch like a king, “Thirty is appropriate.”
“You’re trying to boil me to death, Half-and-Half!”
Before Todoroki could respond, Kaminari dramatically slammed a book on the coffee table, a finger pointing to the ceiling, “Order! This trial will now commence. Katsuki Bakugou versus Shoto Todoroki: The People v. Thermostat Abuse.”
Shinsou was seated beside Kaminari, a smirk on his face, “I’d argue you’re both guilty of being insufferable, but let’s see where this goes.”
Katsuki rolled his eyes and gave them both a middle finger, “You two extras are really enjoying this, huh?”
“Objection! Rudeness towards the jury and the judge.” Kaminari interjected.
Katsuki shot him a glare. “We're not even in a court!”
“Overruled,” Shinsou said, grinning. “Continue with your case, Blasty.”
“Fuck you, fine.” Katsuki jabbed a thumb toward Todoroki. “This guy’s been cranking the heat so high, it feels like I’m living in a sauna. He’s got no damn respect for anyone else in the dorm.”
Todoroki sipped his tea. “I simply dislike being cold.”
"Use your fucking quirk if you're so god damn cold--"
Kaminari interrupted, “And what about Bakugou’s demands for arctic-level temperatures?”
“I’m not asking for a damn ice age! I just want to stop sweating so much.” Katsuki snapped.
Todoroki tilted his head, "Katsuki’s argument lacks evidence. Have you even checked if someone else minds the heat, or are you only complaining because it bothers you?"
Katsuki scoffed, gesturing wildly toward Kaminari and Shinsou. "Of course they mind! Kaminari sweats like a fountain if it’s over twenty-five degrees, and Sleeping Beauty over here thrives in cold caves!"
Kaminari raised a hand like a kid in class. "Actually, I don’t hate it. Kinda reminds me of summer."
Shinsou gave Kaminari a side-eye. "You complain about the heat every day and steal my hoodies, Denks."
Kaminari flushed. "Uh, I mean—"
“Exactly!” Katsuki barked, glaring at Kaminari. “You’re proving my point, Sparky!”
Todoroki took another measured sip of tea. “I could argue Kaminari’s hoodie theft proves the temperature is perfectly fine.”
"Don’t start with your flawed logic, Icyhot!" Katsuki growled. "You’re not fooling anyone. You’re just being selfish because you’ve got half a freezer for blood!"
Shinsou cleared his throat, “Alright, closing statements. Blasty, convince us why you’re not just being... you know, you.”
Katsuki glared daggers at him. “Because it’s not just about me, you idiots. It’s about what’s right.”
Shinsou smirked, but Kaminari whispered, “Oh no, he’s pulling the justice card again.”
After much bickering and plenty of interruptions from Kaminari’s exaggerated antics, Shinsou finally declared the verdict.
“We’re sentencing both of you to compromise,” Shinsou said with a smirk. “Twenty-two degrees, non-negotiable.”
Todoroki shrugged. “Acceptable.”
Katsuki scowled. “Whatever, it's better.”
Kaminari and Shinsou high-fived over their “successful ruling,” Katsuki muttered to Todoroki, “Next time, I’m just breaking the damn thermostat.”
Todoroki glanced at him, “And I’ll fix it.”
Their bickering continued as Kaminari whispered to Shinsou, “I give it a week before this happens again, because those two are a non-stop circus that need to ask each other out.”
Shinsou chuckled, leaning in to steal a quick kiss. “Let’s make sure we’re the judges again.”