It's 12AM don't judge but this popped into my head. Inconsistent updates are my life

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It was supposed to be quick. It was supposed to be simple. It was not supposed to end with Katsuki serving his teachers junk food. It also wasn't supposed to end with said teachers witnessing Kariage flirting with him.

Life hated him.

It all started when Katsuki went out for lunch, because of a stupid baby whining about being alone. Of course, Kariage couldn't wait a few hours. Not that Katsuki didn't miss him either, though.

Kariage hummed, tapping his fingers on the counter as he gave Katsuki a proud smirk. "I'm getting some fries.. I'm also getting a burger." He gazed expectantly at Katsuki.

"Don't." Katsuki scowled, glaring. The stupid extras would definitely be wondering where he was, because students weren't allowed off campus. "That's $6, please." He barely spat out the please.

"You look like an angry cat, but that's fine. Your my little Kitty Kat—"

"Sir, please go take a seat." Katsuki interrupted, using his 'employee voice'. Kariage, apparently, found it hot. Yeah, he's probably really messed up in the head. All those drugs must be catching up to him, Katsuki thought with a grimace.

Then, the exact second Kariage chose to come back saying some nonsense about how he wanted to order more, fucking UA teachers came in. Into this scrappy McDonald's. He's screwed.

"Hm, so sorry, but I think I forgot to order a few more things. My friends texted me saying they wanted s'more stuff and that they'll come later." Kariage smiled deviously. The little...

"Of course. Take your time, it's not like there's a line behind you or anything, you piece of shit." Katsuki simply smiled back.

Gasping, Kariage placed a hand on his heart, "Ouch! You wound me—"

"Hurry up."

Katsuki froze. He knew that tired, bored, gravelly voice anywhere. Aizawa. Fuck.

Katsuki cleared his throat. "If you could just order.." he grit out, "that would be lovely, Kari." He added the nickname in, for bonus points.

"Awe.. But, Katsu—" He pouted back, slouching the tiniest bit, "I wanted to order you, with extra hot sauce." He winked.

That smooth idiot.

"Sorry, you can't order people. This is a McDonald's, not a club." Katsuki rolled his eyes. "If you plan on dying, then stay and be my quest."

"So cruel, I—"

"Hurry up." Aizawa grumbled from behind. Midnight, Miss Joke and the Banana guy had already claimed a table, and judging from their smug faces, they probably forced Aizawa to come and to order.

Katsuki would be proud of them if he wasn't about to get scolded and in so much trouble. Fuck.

"Hmmm. Well, I'll just see you later, My Spicy Kitty Kat!" Kariage waved himself off, snickering quietly. Obviously, he thought Katsuki wouldn't notice or hear. He thought wrong.

"Ugh. I'll just have—" Aizawa broke off, "Bakugou?" He frowned.

"Order or leave." Katsuki huffed back, crossing his arms.

Aizawa gave him a warning look that screamed 'when you get back to UA, you're in so much trouble. You've broken two rules. And who was that guy?'

Katsuki cleared his throat again, before asking "What's your order, sir?"

"Coffee, large. Two large fries. Ugh, and seven muffins, whichever I don't care. And, chicken nuggets." Aizawa scowled. He definitely wasn't happy.

"Alright, that—"

"Add a Happy Meal, too."

Katsuki clenched his jaw together. Damn bi— "Of course." He grimaced, "That's $17.40."

"'M, yeah." Aizawa tired snuffed as Katsuki handed him the receipt.

Katsuki scurried off, pretending to do work. Today sucked. Not mentioning the Kariage who was 'sneakily' watching him.

God, Katsuki could basically hear the 'Was that Bakugou?' 'What's he doing here?' 'What did you order for me?'

 Childish teachers, honestly. 

Katsuki really did have some explaining to do.

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I wrote this in 30 mins so it's kinda sloppy and yes. Hope you enjoyed! 【 °▽°。】