"Movie night?" you blinked, watching as Uraraka boisterously bobbed her brown head of hair.

"Yep! It'll be fun, right? Lately, so many serious things have been happening, and with you being captured and all... we figured it would be nice to do something fun and lighthearted for a change."

"Well, I don't mind, but..." You frowned, thinking of your temperamental boyfriend, "I doubt Katsuki-kun would want to join."

Uraraka puffed out her cheeks. "Oh, c'mon! I'm sure you can convince him to come! It's supposed to be something we do with the whole class. Everyone else is already on board!"

It surely wasn't as though you didn't want for Katsuki to join in on the festivities, but persuading him would surely prove a herculean feat. You could already imagine his response, word for word:

"Hell no."

As expected.

You sighed, plopping down on the edge of his bed. "Please, Katsuki-kun? I really want for you to be there with everyone else. You don't even have to really talk to anyone, just sit down and enjoy the movies."

"Movies, as in plural?" Katsuki gaped, his crimson orbs nearly bulging out of his head. "I hope you're fucking kidding."

"Uh, well, it was supposed to be a movie marathon, so..."

"Yuck," he spat. "Disgusting. Gross." He swiveled in place and resumed angrily scribbling at his notebook. "Why would I waste my entire fucking night with all those losers, watching some shitty-ass movies I probably won't even like?"

"You can pick one!" you chimed in, a bright, hopeful smile lifting the corners of your lips. "We all get to choose our own movie, and then we put it in a ballot and draw. The first few pulled are the ones we'll be watching tonight."

Truthfully, you still didn't even have a clue as to what sort of movies someone like Katsuki genuinely enjoyed. A standard action-type came to mind; one with lots of violence and plenty of angry, screaming men. But that was just a guess. God forbid he choose some gruesome horror flick...

Well. It was too late to back down now, in any case—it seemed as though your hasty suggestion had convinced him somewhat. You could almost picture the gears in his head churning. Katsuki stood up from his desk, an all-too-familiar smirk gracing his lips.

"Fine, [Name], I'll humor you. But only if you guarantee that my movie will be picked."

That's not really how this works...

—Is what you wanted to say, but you were far too close to convincing him to risk jeopardizing your chances. Wearily, you nodded your head, praying that you weren't in for an evening of chainsaw massacres.

—

As it turned out, that was very much not the case.

"Disney movies?!" Katsuki roared, practically exploding his fist into the wall. "Are you fucking shitting me right now?!"

"Calm down, man." Kirishima, always the voice of reason, was attempting to placate the angry blonde. "We thought having a theme for the marathon would be fun. We can do other themes, on other days. Something fun like this was just missing, that's all."

He gritted his teeth. "If you think I'm gonna sit here and watch some baby-ass movies—"

"Disney isn't for babies! Everybody loves Disney!"

"Yeah, take a bow, Bakugou. We've already voted."

"Someone slip this guy a chill pill already."

"THE FUCK ARE YOU ASSHOLES SAYING TO ME?!"

You chuckled wearily. His behavior wasn't exactly ideal (but then again, when was it?), still, you'd managed to drag him over, one way or another. It was too late for him to run off, not when you were looking back at him with big, imploring eyes. Katsuki scowled in defeat.

"Can't believe this is how I'm spending my Friday night..."

Kirishima ignored him, striding to the front of the group with a basket in tow. "Alright, guys, submit your choices in here! We'll only have time to watch the first few movies or so, but there's always a chance yours will get drawn!"

Katsuki wasn't bothering to submit anything, as expected, but you folded your little slip of paper and dropped it in the basket, hoping that [movie of choice] would end up being picked. A few of your classmates had already prepared popcorn and other snacks, dimming the lights and ushering for everyone to grab a seat. The couches couldn't fit all of you, so you settled down on one of the floor-pillows that had been laid out.

"Alrighty!" Kirishima grinned, rifling his hand through the scraps of paper. "Looks like first up is... Lady and the Tramp!"

Uraraka let out a squeal of delight. "Yes! That was mine!"

Some classmates hummed in approval, content with the choice, while others sighed at theirs not being picked. Honestly, you'd be happy just getting to hang out with Katsuki and your friends, even if yours didn't end up being screened tonight. You smiled and looked back at the ash blonde, who was grumbling incessantly.

"Do you like this one, Katsuki-kun?"

"The fuck do you think?" he snapped. "I don't waste my time watching shitty Disney movies."

He was probably being serious, but there was a part of you that wondered if maybe this was just an attempt to keep up his "tough-guy" image. Maybe he secretly binge-watched Disney movies on his own time. You'd probably never find out, but it was pretty cute to picture.

"What the hell are you chuckling by yourself for, [Name]? Such a fuckin' weirdo."

"Ha-ha, it's nothing." You smiled and grabbed him by the hand, pulling his body closer to your own. "Let's just enjoy the movie, Katsuki-kun."

They'd set up the streaming service and managed to find the film online. It was starting now, and that all-too-familiar opening sequence with the outlined castle made you feel all sorts of nostalgia. Out of the corner of your eye, you caught Uraraka and Izuku sitting awfully close together, a deep flush coloring their cheeks. Todoroki was reclined against the edge of the couch, just beside you and Katsuki.

"Which movie did you nominate, Todoroki-kun?" You were rather curious what your icy classmate had chosen; you'd seen him drop in a paper, after all.

Without even batting an eyelash, "The Little Mermaid," he spoke. You chortled, taken aback by the seriousness of his response. "Ariel's a badass who doesn't take shit from her dad. Also," he paused, "the music's pretty good."

You burst out into a fit of giggles, Todoroki cocking his head to the side in confusion. Katsuki scowled and muttered something about the other boy under his breath. You squirmed in place, trying to get as comfy as possible. The opening credits came to an end and the movie began.

Surprisingly, Katsuki didn't bitch and whine all throughout. You noticed his eyelids drifting every now and then—this was already past his absurdly-early bedtime, after all. It was nice, though. It was nice being close to him, surrounded by your friends. Kirishima and Uraraka were right. Too many difficult things had been happening as of late. All of you here were well aware of the dangers heroes were constantly exposed to, and it was by no means an easy career, but a little time off like this was warranted, just to get away from it all, if only for a bit.

The movie went on, and eventually, the iconic spaghetti scene arrived. You giggled; this part always made your heart feel warm and light. Katsuki's arm tightened around your waist as he pressed you up flush against his chest. He leaned in to peck you on the lips, pulling away so quickly you'd barely had time to process what happened.

"Don't those dogs kinda remind you of Bakugou and [Name]?"

Your classmates were pointing at the screen now—the two dogs had already broken away from their bashful kiss after accidentally nibbling away at the same strand of spaghetti. Multiple pairs of eyes were suddenly affixed to your frame.

"Awww, look at them!" Ashido squealed. "They're holding hands and cuddling~"

"So cute!"

"Bakugou's such a softie when it comes to her, huh?"

Instead of watching the movie, they were all gawking at the two of you with cheeky grins. You swallowed your embarrassment and looked to Katsuki, whose cheeks had wasted no time in turning bright-red and glowing splotchy. He gritted his teeth and raised his middle finger in the air.

"Fuck all of you!"