♥︎☻︎𝘾𝙊𝙇𝘿☻︎♥︎

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"Katsuki, you look cold. Do you want me to hug you?"

"No, fuck off."

Y/N pouted as Bakugo lay in bed, his shirtless body exposed to the cold air. Earlier, he had accidentally blew a fuse and ended up breaking the sink because it was 'dripping too damn much', which caused water to splash all over his clothes. Then, he got even more angry and stuffed his bedsheets in the broken sink, attempting to stem the spray of water. Now he was cold, wet, and pissed.

"Katsuki, can I at least get you some clean clothes?"

"I don't give a shit what you do."

"Okay! I'll be right back!"

Bakugo rolled over, glaring at her. "Where the fuck do you think you're going?"

Y/N blinked, her hand on the handle of the dorm door. "I'm going to ask Shitty Hair for clothes."

"It's just my uniform, dumbass, I'll fucking dry-clean it tomorrow. I don't have school tomorrow."

"But you're half-naked, Katsuki! And you have no bedsheets!"

"I don't fucking care. Just don't leave this room, got it?" Bakugo snapped, rolling back onto his side. He shivered, the air coming from the AC above him making him even colder than before. He hated to say it, but he really needed warmth. Even if it was from the stupid AI. As if reading his mind, Y/N walked over to the bed, laying next to him and wrapping her arms around his naked body. Bakugo grunted and blushed, feeling her artificial warmth heat up his body. Y/N snuggled close to him, closing her eyes and pressing her cheek against his shoulderblade.

"Your body temperature is really low. You really need to take better care of yourself, Katsuki."

"S-Shut up." Bakugo said, his teeth chattering. Y/N giggled, rubbing her hands against his abs. Bakugo shivered, his eyelids fluttering.

"Your abdomen is like a xylophone. I keep expecting it to make chiming noises."

"That's fucking weird, stop it." Bakugo growled, feeling heat rush to his cheeks and his heart skip a beat. What the hell was happening to him? There was no way he was going to fall for a robot, right? Y/N pressed a soft kiss against his back, sighing contently.

"Goodnight, Katsuki. Sweet dreams."

Bakugo grumbled, feeling her shift in bed and the warmth leaving his body. He rolled over, watching as the robotic girl walked over to the couch, starting to lay down. He pursed his lips, not wanting her to leave him just yet.

He was cold again.

"Hey." Bakugo called out hoarsely, making her turn to him. Her large E/C eyes glowed in the dark, the white vibrant against the contrasting darkness in the room. He exhaled, outstretching his arms reluctantly.

"C'mere. I'm cold."

Y/N beamed, her eyes sparkling. She felt a strange shift in her chest, and suddenly something that felt like heat rushed to her cheeks. She waddled over to him, the smile never fading from her face as she crawled into bed and embraced him. She draped her left leg over his, cuddling close to him and burying her warm face in his chest. Bakugo sighed, feeling warmth once again flood his chilled body.

"I really, really love your heartbeat. I can't get enough of it." Y/N said, her voice muffled by his pecs. Bakugo chuckled slightly, hesitantly wrapping his arms around her.

"You're a fucking weird ass robot, Y/N."

"You're a perfect human, Katsuki."

Bakugo blushed, closing his eyes and frowning. "The hell does that mean?"

Y/N pulled away from his chest, smiling gently. "It means that you're perfect in my eyes. You're absolutely beautiful, Katsuki."

  "S-Shut the fuck up, you damn creep."

  "Sorry, Katsuki." She giggled, squeezing him tightly. "Goodnight once again, beautiful human."

  Bakugo scoffed quietly, his heart fluttering.

  "Yeah, whatever."

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