Burning Caramel

Chapter 17

The news that week was all about the escaped Villains and their quirks, and the speculations of where they were hiding. Not only did that make things more tense for the civilians, Sora could barely rest either.

In class one day, Katsuki reaches forward and places his hand on her shoulder, looking at her in concern. Sora was plum exhausted. She was unable to sleep in her own dorm room without Katsuki's presence.

Falling asleep in school was something that Aizawa couldn't normally condone, but having known and experienced the trauma after he brought her home that terrifying day, he completely understood what she was going through. It was just a repeat of the past once again.

"Bakugou, please walk Sora to the dorms. She is to rest today," The man with the shaggy black hair and scruffy beard sighs in concern as Sora's face droops forward, struggling to stay awake.

"Yes sir," he says, getting up from his desk to pick up Sora from her seat. He looks back at the Baku-Squad. "Hey, Shitty-Hair. ... Bring our bags after class is out for the day," he says when the other young man acknowledges him. 

"You got it!" Kirishima chirps cheerfully, his pointy red hair gleaming sharp as he gives Katsuki a thumbs up and a wink.

Katsuki manages to get his hand under her thigs to keep anyone (mainly Mineta) from seeing her underwear as he carries her from the classroom and towards their dorm rooms. Sora, yawning, melts into Katsuki's embrace sighing softly.

 "You smell so good as always," she sighs happily. Katsuki smirks.

"I'm glad to hear you think so," he rumbles as they make their way across the courtyard and to the dorm building. The door opens and Katsuki carries her upstairs to his bedroom, Nozomi chasing behind them, chirping her little fox chirp.

"No, Nozomi. Go lay down," he orders as he places Sora on his bed and covers her up, climbing in top of the covers to cuddle her on the queen sized bed. 

Sora Yawns once again, closing her eyes. "I'm sorry Kat... I just can't seem to sleep lately," she admits, feeling another yawn threatening to escape. 

Katsuki grunts in reply,  reaching over into his mini fridge to pass her a bottle of water.  "Sleep. I'll be here until you're comfortable and then in a bit, I'll go make both of us some lunch," he tells her in his husky voice that gets him a second look from both men and women alike.

Sora smiles softly. "Teriyaki chicken and soba noodles?"

"Only if you get some rest or I'll end up making you boiled cabbage and rice instead," he replies, making her scrunch her nose. 

"That sounds both weird and gross," she complains lightly. 

"Good, then close your eyes and get some sleep," Katsuki responds with a smirk, placing a kiss on her temple as his body heat radiates next to her, enveloping her in a warm, safe feeling.

The young woman yawns one last time before her eyes slide shut. "I love you Katsuki," she murmurs as she slowly falls asleep against his chest.

"I love you too, Fllicker," he breathes, waiting a while before getting up to start on their lunch for the day. While he was up, he refilled the food and water bowls for Nozomi and then made tiramisu cake for desert.