One Bed Trope -a Bakugou Katsuki one shot

Just as my eye lids are feeling heavy and begin to close, Bakugou shifts next to me and turns over. He makes a quiet sleepy moan before his arm falls over my side. I freeze, my eyes snapping wide open. I can feel his breath on the back of my neck and his arm over my waist. I should kick him. I should, right? I said I would, didn't I?

An enemies to lovers short story with the one bed trope.