Light knocking from your door pulled you from your dreams. You could hear your dad on the other side asking if you were awake.

"Yeah dad, I'm up," your voice soft as you tried to keep your eyes open. You'd completely forgotten about the tour of the town your dad had signed you up for. Taking a moment, you finally sat up, your throat felt uncomfortably dry. Stretching your arms up you yawned before putting on a pair of slippers to head down for a glass of water.

The house was still pretty quiet, everyone probably getting ready in silence, still trying to wake up. Walking into the kitchen you heard someone rustling around in the fridge. Eijiros bright red hair quickly notifying you as to who it was.

"Good morning," you spoke softly as you went to the cabinet to find a glass.

"Look who's up early," he laughed as he pulled out a jug of juice and promptly closed the fridge.

You turned towards him, making sure he looked up to see you before you rolled your eyes and went back to filling your glass with water. Standing here with your brother you thought of last night and the ultimatum Katsuki had given you. You knew it was only right to tell Eijiro but the idea of his disapproval weighed heavy on you. It was still the morning, did you really want to ruin the entire day, possibly the rest of this vacation by telling him?

"Hey, E?" you leaned against the counter, your glass firmly held in your hand as you glanced over at your brother who was standing similar as you.

"What's up?"

"I was just thinking and, is there anything I could do that would make you hate me?" you spoke slowly, trying to pick your words carefully.

"What? Where's this coming from?" Confusion crossed his features as he set his glass down, giving you his full attention.

"Just curious is all," you tried to sound nonchalant, but your fidgeting and lack of eye contact gave away that there was more than you were saying.

Running a hand through his hair he sighed before answering you. "I know we don't always agree, and we've definitely had some bad arguments, but I can't really think of a reason why I'd hate you. You'd have to do something terrible, but even then, I don't think I could stay mad at you forever. You know?" His eyes catching yours as he gave you his lopsided smile.

"E, I have-"

"You kids ready?" Your dad asked as he walked in, your mom right behind him.

"Uh, almost," you realized you were nowhere near ready for the day. You downed the rest of your water, turning to return to your room.

"Wait, what were you going to say?" Eijiro holding his hand out to stop you from leaving.

You paused; you couldn't say it now. It was one thing to tell him alone, but you didn't really want to reveal anything to your parents at the moment. You knew they'd make a big deal out of it, like they did with everything. And if Katsuki wasn't lying to you last night and your mom did see him leaving your room you really didn't want her to know about your relationship for the time being.

"Don't worry about it. It wasn't that important."

His expression told you he didn't believe you, but he let you go anyway. He knew how stubborn you could be, and you wouldn't cave and tell him now but perhaps later on.

Rushing to your room, you quickly threw something on, before heading to the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth. It didn't take too long before you rejoined your family back in the kitchen. Both Bakugou and Jirou waiting with them.

The actual tour wasn't as terrible as you were expecting. It was entertaining for how educational it was. It wouldn't have been your first choice for things to do and you probably would have been fine with skipping it altogether, but your dad seemed pretty excited about it, so you held your tongue about complaining. It only lasted a couple hours, your guide giving every detail and fact about this place that you felt your brain couldn't hold anything new for a while.

Towards the end of the tour, as you walked back to the small building you started at, you felt your phone vibrate with a notification. It was Kyoko. She was letting you know that you had some sponsored posts that needed to be up today. It honestly sounded better than what you had just been through, so you let her know you'd get right on it.

You turned to Jirou hopeful she'd help you out, "Hey, I need to take some pictures for a post or something. Mind helping?" You put your hands together, giving her some puppy dog eyes to persuade your case.

She shook her head with a chuckle, "Yeah sure, I'm not doing anything after this anyway."

After returning home, the two of you quickly made lunch before heading out to the back of the house. You both sat at the table on the back porch as you ate.

"I'm so going to miss this view when we leave,"Jirou sighed as she stared out at the ocean before you.

"Same, UA definitely has a great view, but it doesn't beat this." The water sparkled, reflecting the sunlight, it looked much brighter in the day then it did last night.

"So," she started after she finished the last of her sandwich, "What kind of picture do we need?"

Stacking your plate on top of hers you took a drink of water before you responded. "It's some kind of clothing sponsor, I think I just have to take a picture with one of their new swims suits for the summer and it should be good."

"Well, lets get this over with," She laughed.

You took the plates with you inside, putting them in the dishwasher before you went to change. You could hear Eijiro and Bakugou in the living room playing some sort of game or watching a movie, you couldn't tell.

Once you returned to Jirou, you handed her your phone as you made your way down the beach. The two of you taking silly pictures and laughing as you attempted to take this seriously. You were glad she was here to help you. You hated taking pictures for your Instagram normally but add a sponsor to the post and it became almost detestable.

Giggles escaped you as you flipped through all the pictures she'd taken. Most of them were completely ridiculous, a few weren't bad, and a couple had ended up looking a bit more risqué than you had intended. You quickly picked out the few that you knew Kyoko would approve of and sent them to her before you posted them. Dropping your phone, you looked back up to the sky, noticing that the color was already changing, turning into the yellowing orange color before the sun officially set.

"I can't believe we've been out here for so long," you looked over at Jirou as she scrolled through her phone.

"Let's get inside, I can already feel a sunburn coming on," She grinned at you as she got up, wiping the sand off.

The two of you reconvening in your room, before dinner. You went to change into a pair of comfortable shorts and a tank top before sitting on your bed, you both taking turns showing each other memes as you talked about anything that came to mind. In the midst of it, Kyoko finally got back to you and gave you the okay to post your picture.

"So, how are things with you and Denki?" You asked as you hit the post button.

"They're pretty good. He said he was going to call me later," suddenly her phone ringing in her hands, "speak of the devil. Let me take this and I'll be back."

You shooed her away, as a smile spread across your face. You couldn't help but notice how happy she looked at just the mention of his name. A shiver ran up your back, now that you were out of the sun the house felt extremely cold. Rummaging through your things you found the jacket you had packed, not realizing that it was the hoodie Mitsuki let you borrow months ago. Getting back in your bed you returned to your phone, noticing an unread message.

Katsuki: What's this?

Y/N: It's called an Instagram post Katsuki

Katsuki: Duh, why'd you share THIS with everybody?

Y/N: Aw, is someone upset they didn't get the picture first? Here you can have one all to yourself.

You grinned to yourself, careful to select one of the photos that you weren't making a stupid face in. Once selected and sent you realized with abject horror that you had ended up sending one of the less PG pictures. Your face instantly heating up as you tried to cancel the message, but it was too late, it had already sent and almost instantly it was read. Your heart nearly stopping as the bubble with three dots came up and suddenly went away. A few minutes passed and there was still no reply, putting your face in your hands you wanted nothing more than to disappear under your covers forever.

The movie playing on the screen could barely hold his attention. He focused his eyes on his phone instead, scrolling through whatever app he had opened. A photo catching his attention, his heart nearly skipping a beat as he realized who it was, but he quickly felt the familiar sense of anger as he read the accumulating comments underneath. Before he could stop himself, he sent the post to her wondering what she was thinking.

He didn't want to be the jealous boyfriend but it was difficult to hold back when so many people felt the need to comment on how she looked. Luckily, she didn't seem to be upset about his reaction, perhaps more amused that he cared at all.

"You're not even watching the movie," Kiri laughed, "What's so important on your phone, man?"

He rolled his eyes in response, "Not my fault this movie sucks." He looked down at this phone, his eyes going wide at what she had sent in response. That was the last thing he had expected, and he felt a blush growing on his face.

"What's with that look? Oh, are you talking to that girl from the party? What? Did she send you something?" Kiri joked as he reached for his phone.

Instantly he turned the phone off and shoved it in his pocket, "Nope, it wasn't anything at all." He cleared his throat, trying to look normal. Bakugou didn't fear many things but the idea of Kiri seeing what his sister just sent him, he knew he wouldn't leave this house alive. He stood up, not really sure what he was trying to accomplish. "Uh, I'm pretty tired from that tour this morning, I'm going to take a nap before dinner." He knew he didn't sound believable as he left Kiri in the living room heading towards the hallway but instead of turning to his room, he walked in the opposite direction to hers.

The sound of your door being ripped open pulled you out from under your comforter.

"Damn Jirou what's up with-" but you stopped short as you realized it wasn't Jirou returning from her call with Denki.

Katsuki closed the door before stalking over to you. Instantly you sunk back into your bed hoping it would hide your nervousness.

"What do you think your doing?" he stopped in front of you, his eyes piercing into you.

You had two options play dumb or tell him the truth. "Whatever are you talking about?" you questioned lightly, averting your gaze from his.

He pulled your chin towards him, preventing you from looking away. "Don't play dumb with me." He said lowly.

"I-I'm not" you couldn't help but stutter through your words from how close he was to you.

He inched himself even closer to you, his lips closing in. "If you wanted my attention, all you had to do was ask."

Your heart already racing when his lips crushed yours. You could feel the bed dipping as he knelt onto it, bringing himself completely over you. His mouth attacking yours aggressively as if he couldn't get enough of you. He pulled back slightly to allow you to catch a breath before he pulled you up, turning so he was the one now sitting on the bed with you straddled over his lap. His hands instantly going to the bottom of the hoodie you had on.

"Don't get me wrong, I like seeing you in my clothes, but this needs to go." His voice husky with desire as he began to pull the jacket up.

"Katsuki!" you squeaked, your eyes wide with excitement but also surprise, he'd never been quite like this before.

"Off," was all he demanded to stop your protests as he removed your jacket.

Once you were freed, he pulled you back to him, his mouth once again exploring yours as he fell back against the bed, pulling you along with him. His hands trailing down your back before they slipped under your tank top, as he pressed his hands along your skin. Feeling the heat of your body against his, trying to get as close to you as possible.

With your mind going foggy and your heart hammering against your chest, your own hands sliding down his chest to the hem of his shirt wanting to feel his skin against yours. He complied, pushing you both back up, breaking the kiss a moment to pull his shirt over his head before yanking you back towards him. His lips moving to your neck, sucking the delicate skin, leaving dark bruises as he moved down towards your shoulder. You couldn't stop the small whimpers that left your mouth when he pulled to hard, the small smirk you could feel him make against your skin whenever he got the reaction he was looking for.

His mouth returned to yours as his fingers became lost in your hair and suddenly the light from the hall flooded your room.

"Hey sis, mom wanted-" Your brother stopped dead in his tracks at what he saw before him. "What. The. Fuck." Silence followed as you sat there panicking. You didn't know what to do, this wasn't how he was supposed to find out. "I can't believe you." He whispered as he shook his head like he was trying to get this image out of his head.

You instantly pulled away from Katsuki, "Eijiro wait!" you called after him as he made his way out your door.

"Everything always has to go your way doesn't it!" he yelled, "It always has to be about you!" Venom dripped from his words. You could see the hurt and rage on his face as he flipped around, pointing his finger at you as he spoke.

"Eijiro just listen," you pleaded.

"I don't want to hear it," his voice a little more level. He turned on his heel, storming out of your room.

You took a step towards him, wanting to deescalate what had just happened, but a hand held you back. Katsuki stood behind you, his shirt back on.

"Let me talk to him, I don't think he's ready to hear from you right now." He spoke evenly, he looked the most levelheaded out of the three of you right now.

You knew he was right, so you only nodded before he pulled you in to a quick hug, as if to let you know it would be okay before he walked out of your room, heading after your brother.