#okay wish me luck on doing my stats hw today

[crybaby-bkg]

Even though Bakugou is a fairly large man, he loves to lay on you. Despite your complaining and groaning of him crushing you into the sheets and bedding beneath you, he knows you secretly love it. Love how his weight becomes a weighted blanket for you, how his chest against yours helps steady your breathing until it’s synchronized.

His favorite position when you’re both laying in bed watching tv, is when he curls around you. Throws a heavy leg over both of yours to trap you, one arm curled under you to wrap around your waist, the other drawing absent patterns on your soft tummy. His face rests on your chest, stubbly cheek scratching against your breast from where the fat of it is exposed in his too big tank top.

He mumbles his opinions about the trash movie you’re watching, turns his face and groans into your skin when something cliche and awful happens. It makes you laugh and run your fingers through his spiky mane, pulling at the hair on his nape to show that you want a kiss from his pouty lips.

Also loves to lay on you whenever you lay on your stomach, completely knocks the wind from your chest. You huff out a wheezed sound, and even if you try to push up on your arms to try and peel him off of you, he still doesn’t budge. Just groans into your neck about disturbing his rest, how your weak little chicken arms might snap if you don’t just stop and let him smother you until his decompression is over.

“Cmon, big guy, I can’t breathe here,” you’ll grunt to him, reaching a hand back to keep tapping at his exposed hip. He treats you like a mere little fly though, swatting you away before he finally sits up and off of you. Doesn’t last long though, as he only flips you over until you’re laid flat on your back, and he’s flopping on top of you again. He’s just a big baby.