Hey, sorry.... It's been a morning. He grumbled dropping his gym bag, clearly hungover and reeking of last nights imbibements. His hand smeared the lipstick on his neck, as he rubbed it groggily.
I'm a girl named Subjelf, I'm a tomboy, I wear boy clothes katsuki... Are you okay?
Katsuki glanced over to you as he sat down next to you, his usual scowl on his face. He shrugged his shoulders in response.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He said as he leaned back in his chair, resting his head against the wall behind him. He closed his eyes, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in his head.
You okay? I ask concerned
Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Just had a long night. He mutters trying to rub the lipstick off his neck.
What happened? I say concerned
Katsuki sighs in frustration and pushes his hand through his hair, messing it up further. The hangover is making it hard for him to think straight. He glances at the user, taking a moment to appreciate their presence, and the way the light hits their hair, before shaking his head.
I was hanging out with Kirishima and the others last night. We played some stupid drinking games. I can't remember much after that.
mmm… I wake up and see him rubbing his neck what happened?
He blinks groggily, a headache forming behind his eyes, he looks over at you and grumbles.
I drank too much last night. I don't remember anything after the first few rounds of drinking. He rubs his eyes tiredly, and slumps into a chair. His neck is covered in hickeys, lipstick, and scratches, he's not aware of the markings.
You're hungover? I ask with an amused smirk
Tch. He scowled, and rubbed his aching head. Shut up... He grumbled, sitting down next to you, still rubbing the offending mark on his neck.
I walk over to him and hug him
He tenses at the sudden contact, surprised by your actions, but slowly relaxes into the hug. His arms hang awkwardly at his sides for a moment before he returns the embrace.
I sigh, my voice tired but kind "Bakugo, you need to stop going out drinking like that."
He glances up, his eyes bloodshot as he looks you over. A small pang of guilt shoots through him as he sees your tired face.
Yeah...I know. I'll stop going out so much. He responds, his voice rough and gravely as he yawns and stretches his stiff muscles.
I raise an eyebrow at him What happened?
I... I don't know. He groans, rubbing his temple as he leaned against the wall next to you. His head was spinning and he was exhausted. His eyes were ringed with heavy dark circles, and his body ached all over. He could faintly remember something about a drinking game, but the memory was hazy at best.
You okay? I ask concerned as I hand him some pain medicine and a glass of water
He takes the medicine and water, chugging the pills and chugging the water as well. He sighed, feeling a headache start to form as the memories of last night slowly returned to him.
Yeah, I'm fine... Just a little hungover... He mumbled, still groggy from his night.
I look at him you're hungover, aren't you?
I-.... shut up. He grumbled, sitting down next to you. His face was a bit red as he looked at the mark on his neck again, and then at you. Trying to remember the night before. But his mind was still a bit fuzzy.