Goggz

"Are you okay?" He walks around the couch, brows knitted in concern. You step back as he goes in for a hug. His arms shrink back to his sides, starting to think he did something wrong.

"I'm fine, just overheated from the gym." He looks you over, noticing an odd change from since you left.

"I can see why, you're wearing your sweatpants... Didn't you leave in your shorts?"

"The gym was cold, but I had an extra heavy work out today." Your face remained blank as he crosses his arms.

"Why not change back into your shorts if you're hot then?"

"Why are you asking so many questions?" You snap at him, watching his reaction he steps away back over to the other side of the couch. Looking almost hurt by your sudden venomous tone.

"I'm sorry Love, I'll leave you be." His voice goes soft, finally retreating back to his seat.

Your lips part, the pang of guilt for snapping at Shoto filling you. Before you could say anything, you push on the bathroom door, stepping inside and locking yourself in. A shower sounding like the only right decision to make right now.

Turning on the hot water you start to strip off your clothes, dumping them in the hamper by the sink you look up at the large mirror sat over the marble countertop. Admiring your naked frame, or at least what you could see in the mirror, you sigh looking at your legs. Bending your knee you bring your leg up, pinching at the chub on your thighs.

A knock at the bathroom door makes you jump, head jerking in the direction of the hollow sound.

"Love?" Shoto calls from the other side, voice sounding perkier then usual.

"Yes?" You return, walking to the other side of the door.

"I'm heading out to the store, I'll be back as soon as possible. I'll see you when I get back, love you."

"Love you too." You repeat through the door, listening to his footsteps leave the apartment. Hearing the door shut you walk over climbing into the shower.

Hot water running over your body, letting the heat envelope you. Taking a longer shower then usual you finally step out and wrap your robe around you. Stepping out of the bathroom the apartment was eerily silent. So silent you could hear the central air softly working through the place.

Reaching your bedroom door you glance around, leaning back to here down the hall leading to your office. Still no signs of your boyfriend. Pushing on the cracked bedroom door you see a pair of pajamas laid out on fresh sheets. Shoto having changed them that morning.

Dropping your robe you grab your lotion from your bedside table, sitting on the edge of the bed. Working your way over your body you stop to reapply lotion to your hands looking down at your thighs. Stretch marks, beauty spots and pudge staring back.

'God if I had thighs like that I'd be embarrassed to wear shorts.'

The snide comment that made your day hell. Right at the end of your work out you had your wireless headphones still on you, going into the almost empty locker room you pass by two younger women. Fit and toned, obviously gym rats of some sorts.

Stopping at your locker you grab your bag of clothes and pull your phone from your pocket to pause your music. Hearing the two women laugh as you were about to remove your headphones. One woman laughs after the overhead comment, you turn your head catching both their attention as they're looking at you.

A direct intentional comment at you. You slide your headphones off as the one who didn't laughs opens her mouth.

"I'm-"

"Don't bother." You turn back to you bag, unzipping it and putting your headphones in. "Go do your workout and don't talk to me."

Both women quickly hurry out of the locker room leaving you alone to stew in your own thoughts.

Looking at your thighs you rub the lotion in quickly, pulling your clothes on, glancing at your pajama shorts. Questioning if you should subject yourself or your boyfriend to look at them. Until you hear the front door open an closed, followed by a familiar voice.

"I'm back!" Shoto yells into the apartment. Standing up you slide your slippers on from the bottom of the bed and walk out to greet your boyfriend.

"Welcome b-" Staring at your boyfriend, almost laughing at the amount of various bags he's carrying. Covering your mouth to hide your growing smile he steps into the kitchenette and sets the bags down.

"Feel better?" He asks, nodding in response you walk over looking at the bags littering the floor and counter. "Good, I got us dinner."

"And apparently enough supplies for an apocalypse." You chuckle as he grimaces looking over the haul.

"Well, I may have gone a little overboard... But you were upset so I wanted to get you a few things I know cheer you up."

"A few?" You gesture your arms to the bags, causing him to softly smile. Something that also cheered you up, your boyfriends smile after a long day.

"I couldn't help myself, things were on sale."

"Shoto, you literally come from a rich family. Why do you care about sales?"

"Everyone loves a good sale!"

"You should like Uraraka and Ashido." Stepping over the bags you lean into his side, sliding into his arm waiting to lace around you. Putting your arms around his neck you give him a peck on the cheek. Rubbing your lower back he pulls you closer.

"Are you seriously feeling better or are you just doing this to please me?" Looking up at him from your place on his shoulder, you reply.

"Better than earlier, sorry for snapping at you."

"It's okay. I was just worried about you."

"Thank you Sho."

"Anything for you."

Pulling apart you help him put away all the snacks and random items he thought you'd enjoy. Finally finishing up, you curl up on the couch. After flipping through movies together you both decide on something only you've seen before and start eating your takeout.

"Why do girls always act so mean to eachother in these movies?" Shoto asks, sucking back his cold soba, eyes fixated on the screen and relaxed back in the arm chair he sat in.

"Well in this movie it kind of makes sense." Sitting your takeout container on your lap you lean forward from your position on the couch, pointing at the screen. Gaining Shotos attention he continues eating.

"Go on."

"Regina, see she's like the most popular girl in school. Has influence over people just because if she notices them they suddenly feel worthy."

"Worthy of what exactly?"

"Being human? All I know is everyone either idolizes her, wants to sleep with her or absolutely hates her."

"Like Janis?"

"Exactly! But she has a really good reason to hate her." Shoto nods as you excitedly explain on about Mean Girls. The container slips on your lap, sauce from your food spilling all over your thighs.

"Don't move." He sets his container down on the coffee table and hurries over to the kitchenette. Pulling the container together off your lap you check to make sure your dinner is salvageable.

Shoto rush's back over, wet rag in hand as you set the closed container on the couch. Kneeling down he cleans the mess off your thighs, hands working over your bare skin with ease. Sliding his hands down to your knees and opening your legs. Your body immediately running hot over the touch and odd sensual motions from your boyfriend.

"No sauce on the couch thankfully." You nod, looking down at him, leaning in he places a kiss on your knee and stands up dropping the rag on the table. Having a seat directly next to you and places a hand on your thigh as his legs cross.

"Not gonna sit in your chair?" You question, watching him adjust comfortably in his spot.

"No, I'd rather be next to you. Go on with what you were saying."

"Oh, uh..." You think back to what you were talking about. Not being able to focus on anything but Shotos tight grip on your thigh as he rubbed his thumb across your stretch marks.

Stretch marks...

"I can't remember what I was talking about."

Shoto turns, hand stopping as it slides between the meat of your thighs right where your pajama shorts end, his brows raise in confussion as you fidget in your spot.

"What's wrong?"

"Um..." He turns, body facing you and obviously concerned now.

"Do you need to talk about something?" You nod taking in a deep breath.

"T-two girls at the gym were rude to me today." You voice cracks starting to get choked up. Shotos brows knit together, someone being rude to his partner and now making you physically upset.

"What happened?"

"They made a mean remark about my thighs when I had my shorts on." A few tears gathered in your eyes as you sniffle trying to keep yourself collected. Letting out a slightly more steady breath Shoto takes his hand off your thighs wiping your eyes on his shirt sleeve.

"Take your time." His face now gone of all anger, only shared pain left to linger as you spoke.

"Well, it was actually only one of them but the other laughed. She said she'd be embarrassed to be seen with thighs like mine..." Your face goes directly into his chest, getting choked up again. Petting your back he holds you close and tight.

"Ever since then I can't stop looking at them and thinking... Awful things about myself."

"Honey, please don't see yourself that way, you're beautiful regardless of how you look." Pulling you into his lap and wiping a few tears away as you look at his concerned stare.

"I just... You know how insecure I get over this and... And having a COMPLETE stranger say something."

"And that's all they were. Strangers who don't even know you." Placing a hand on your thigh he smiles, rubbing gently. "I actually quite like your thighs. That's why I always buy you shorts."

You chuckle softly, wiping a few more tears away and smile at Shoto.

"Why do you like them?"

"They're attached to you, I like you for you, insecurities and faults included. Besides I'd be a hypocrite if I didn't like what you didn't like about yourself." His free hand moves to his scar, blinking slowly as you move to pull his hand away from his face.

"Shoto, sweetie no. You're-"

"I know." He puts a hand up stopping you from continuing your usual spiel about his scar. "This is about you. I love you regardless of how you look and even though I'll always find you beautiful."

"Aw, Sho. I love you too." He leans in kissing your cheek, putting his hand back on your thigh. You giggle as he litters your face with kisses, eventually landing on your lips. Arms lace around his neck as you pull back to grin at him.

"Feeling better?" You nod as he smiles moving you off him. "Good. Why don't I get us some of the ice cream I bought and start the movie over?"

"Sounds good to me." Shoto walks away to the kitchenette and opens the freezer.

Watching your boyfriend you sigh happily, knowing how lucky you are to have someone so kind and caring. So lucky to be loved for you and only you.

•Regardless of how you met, the first date was hella awkward between the two of you.

•In the picture Iida had seen of you, you were dressed in a rather fancy looking outfit from a wedding you attended earlier that year.

•But right now you were dressed in the brightest shades of different colors he'd ever seen on a human before. Not that he didn't like your outfit it's just not what he expected.

•If anyone had walked into the cafe you were getting coffee in, people would be questioning how you two were on a date.

•A prim an proper young man and then there was you. Dressed in something that was so colorful people would think a child dressed you.

•After finishing your drinks and snacks Iida, like the gentleman he is, walked you back to your car.

"I know this'll probably be the last time we see eachother."

"Why?" He smiles, watching your nose wrinkle up, face contorting in shock and surprise. Pulling your shirt away from your body as you gesture your hand towards it.

"Do you see what I'm wearing?"

"Yes, it's bright clothing. Lots of patterns, frills."

"You're not... Put off at all?" He chuckles adjusting his glasses back onto his nose.

"I was caught off guard at first but when you have a career like I do, you tend to see a lot. Nothing really surprises you after a while."

"Oh..." Iida takes your hands gently in his, raising them up in between the two of you.

"I had a lovely time. I hope I wasn't too boring for you." You chuckle at his nervous dorky smile, squeezing his hands.

"You weren't boring at all, awkward yes. But definitely not boring. I had a great time though." He sighs in relief, causing you to chuckle again.

•Iida at heart is a traditionalist, so before you leave he'd make sure to kiss your hands and get your car door for you.

•Once you two make your relationship official he wants you to meet his family immediately. Sharing your presence with them is very important, especially with how close they all are.

•Iida would fully encourage your style. Even in a formal setting. Even at black tie events when you'd have to dress more conservatively.

•Iida would definitely encourage funny colored undertones for an outfit. Even do accent pieces on his own outfit to match yours. Would totally walk around in a black suit and neon pink tie an fun pattern if it made his partner happy.

•After a while, his own style would probably start being influenced by you, His once drab white button ups would become pastel colored button ups. Not as bright as your attire but he's imbraced colors he'd never thought he'd like before.

•All in all, Iida and you would be a weirdly perfect match for eachother. A fun energetic person with a stuffy boy like him. You'd do amazingly together.

•Oh sweet Summer child... This boy seems so put together but in actuality he's a handful.

•Iida is very much what I'd consider a "Pseudo Parent" to Class A. He's very strict with his classmates to help keep them in line, especially after his own slip up during his internship.

•Since your arrival into class A the rumors you heard about this boy were terrifying, but in the end they didn't live up to what you expected.

•"Tenya Iida is almost as bad as Mr. Aizawa." No, Iida was just caring of all his classmates habits. Lecturing anyone who attempted to step out of line.

•Your first encounter was coming back from visiting your family to walk in on Iida lecturing Kaminari for trying to run half the kitchen appliances on his own electricity.

•But once you got caught up in one of these said lectures you truly understood that Iida just cares about his friends. A lot like you do but in a more direct manner.

•As closed off as a person you were, when you and Iida got paired up for a training exercise you both realized how well your quirks mesh together and started training together more often.

•The first time you studied together an Iida saw your schedule and extremely organized notes on every subject it took a lot for him to not feel like he's actually rubbed off on you. Between how alike you both were training wise and personality he was drawn to you after that day.

•But it didn't take long for you to both confess your mutual feelings and start dating.

Stretching your arms up, your back cracks with a satisfying straight shoot up your spine. You lay back on the hardwood floor of your boyfriend's dorm room. Scrolling through your phone you check off items on your to do list as the dorm room door opens.

"Please Iida!" Iida steps into the room, Kaminari trailing in behind him.

"I can't change my plans, I'm sorry Kaminari."

Looking up from your phone you stare up at the distressed blond and sit up.

"Who's gonna judge the tournament?! You know you're the only unbiased person in class." Iida looks down at you, you shake your head knowing exactly where this is going.

"Tenya, don't even say it."

"Dear." He squats down next to you, putting a hand on your shoulder. "You are the only other unbiased person here. Besides Mr. Aizawa and we both know he won't even entertain the thought of judging a video game tournament. I'd do it if I didn't have plans to go visit my brother."

"Tenya..." Iida looks back to Kaminari.

"Would you give us a minute?" Kaminari nods stepping out of the room as he shuts the door. "Are you just freaked out to do this because you can't address crowds yet?"

"Uuh..." You shrink up into a ball, hugging your knees to your chest. It always amazed you when your boyfriend read you so easily.

"I know it's scary but it's just our class." He puts a hand on your knee, sitting next to you on the floor. "We both know if anything happens they'd be the most understanding group of people. They already know how anxious you get around crowds."

"Yeah, they do." You sigh, feeling yourself already start to give in.

"Plus, this would be fantastic practice for you!" He smiles, gently rubbing your back in a slow circle. Leaning into him you shove your face into his neck groaning.

"I'll do it." You feel Iida sigh in relief, petting your head.

"Thank you Dear, I promise on Sunday I'll take you out somewhere for a recuperation day together. Just the two of us, somewhere nice and quiet."

You hug him, rubbing your face into his neck again, knowing how lucky you are to have someone so understanding.

Mirio

• We can all agree that this boy is a literal ball of sunshine who would go above and beyond for his friends.

• Honestly, I imagine him enjoying someone who has a strong silent type but with a sorta cute goofy side once you get comfortable.

•You're often mistaken as a loner by default, but in reality you're just extremely socially awkward and don't know how to talk to people unless you connect through special shared interests or even cracking the occasional joke to break the tension.

•Which oddly enough you connected with Mirio on a personal level during your 2nd year by complete accident when your teacher handed back your assignment to the wrong people.

•Mirio, accidentally getting your report on the intricacies of how hero society affects the everyday citizen, reads the paper and sees how knowledgeable you are on a lot of different heroes.

•Like A LOT of heroes. Some of his favorites even!

•Right before lunch he, all be it accidentally, cornered you outside of the cafeteria and started talking your ear off about his interest in specific heroes as well. You both talked for so long that it took Tamaki coming out of the cafeteria to search for his best friend to get him the shut up.

•After class ended for the day Mirio ended up asking you to hang out during the weekend. An from that day you two quickly turned into a couple and to be fair no one was surprised at all.

"Hey babe!" Mirio stuck his head through your open door to see you setting up your dorm room, boxes discarded around the room. "You wanna go get dinner? Both classes are heading out to celebrate moving into the dorms and maybe see a movie after."

"Ehh..." Dropping one of your folded shirts back in its box, you tense up. Group outings weren't your strong suit in the slightest bit. Mirio slings a strong arm around you, pulling you into his side in the process.

"I know social outings aren't your thing... But!" He looks at you with a big grin, jamming his free hands thumb into his chest. "I'll be sure to not leave your side for a split second! Scouts honor."

"You were never a scout dummy." You smile softly as he chuckles. Sighing you put your weight into his side, knowing this was a losing battle you reluctantly agree. "Fine, but the second I get uncomfortable I'm out... You better be glad you're cute or I'd say no."

"Well, aren't I just so lucky!" Leaning down he kisses the top of your head, leaving you to let you get ready.

Not much after, you found yourself exiting the stairwell being dragged along by your boyfriend. One of your classmates turning around as you both entered the living room area. She perks up at the sight of you and the energetic blond.

"Oh you're actually coming this time! Togata convinced you?" Gaining the attention of a few of your waiting classmates you quickly curate a response.

"It was either I come or he'd drag me here. I felt threatened, so obviously I followed him."

"Hey!" A few classmates laugh, feeling your tension melt away you smile again, knowing you're going to enjoy your evening out.

So caught up in thought a ball goes flying by your face, just barely missing you. Jumping back you stare at the football as a blond rushes up to your side.

"I am so sorry! Did I hit you?!" Looking at the blond, he looks frantic trying to explain something, his hands wave as his mouth moves a mile a minute. Head bobbing and causing the black streak in his hair to wiggle.

Why does he look familiar?

"Dunce face this is the second time!"

"Bakugo, chill bro, he didn't hit her."

Ah that's why. Walking over comes an ashen blond followed by a redhead.

"Oh shit, it's you."

"Hi Bakugo." You smile softly as he nods in your direction.

"You know eachother..." The bouncy blond grabs the ball from the ground and joins his group.

"We have Art History together. This is the girl who I helped pick up all her shit on the first day." Remembering the embarrassing moment of your old backpack breaking on your first day hits you.

"Oh! Well a friend of Kacchans is a friend of ours."

"We're not-" Bakugo gets cut off by the blond again.

"I'm Kaminari, and this is Kirishima."

"Kirishima..." You repeat, the redhead nodding as he waves nervously. "Do you know Mina Ashido?"

"Oh yeah! Mina and I went to middle school and highschool together. Do you know her?"

"We're roommates." You chuckle watching him look slightly confused. "I just moved into the dorm at the beginning of the semester."

"Oh, you're Jiros replacement, (L/n)! Mina talks about you sometimes." He smiles wide as you nod in agreement. Kaminari grips the ball tightly in his hands as Bakugo rolls his eyes.

"Yeah, Raccoon eyes is over our place constantly. Leaving her shit everywhere like she lives in our dorm." Raccoon eyes? You'll have to question Mina on that later.

"Sorry again for almost hitting you." Kaminari speaks up, rubbing his forearm.

"No harm no foul."

You feel the familiar buzz of your phone in your pocket, reaching in you pull it out. Greeted by a few texts from the roommate group chat.

Stir fry sound good for dinner? -Tsu

Sounds great! -Ochako

🍽️🍽️🍽️🍽️ -Mina

You look at the boys talking amongst themselves, thinking about it this could be a way to make up with Mina.

Might be bringing over guests, could you make enough for 7? I'll pay you back.

Feeling the buzz again you receive a thumbs up from Tsu before sliding your phone back in your pocket.

"You guys busy?" You but into their conversation, all three of them looking at you.

"I know we're not." Kirishima pats Kaminaris shoulder and looks at Bakugo as he uncrosses his arms, hands retreating into pockets.

"I'm not either." He grumbles out, glaring down at the sidewalk.

"Would you guys want to surprise Mina and come over for dinner?" Kaminari and Kirishima perk up agreeing immediately. Looking to Bakugo you inch up to him, nudging him.

"Come on Bakugo! You know how excited she'd be to see us." He sighs rubbing the bridge of his nose and looks back up glaring at the puppy eyes guys. Staring them both down he agrees with a nod.

The two excited men cheer as you start walking again. The walk to your dorm filled with idiotic bickering and nonsensical topics brought on by Kaminari, no surprise there.

Walking up to your dorm you pull out your keys unlocking the door, opening up you hear the familiar sounds of Tsuyu playing her music from the kitchen as she cooked. The three men follow you inside all taking off their shoes and locking up for you.

"Tsu I'm home!" Green hair poked around the corner smiling, eyes widening in surprise at the 3 guys now lounging on the dorm living room furniture.

"Welcome back and your guests came after all."

"Hey Tsu!" Kirishima smiles at her, leaning off the couch to wave. "Do you want help in the kitchen?"

"Oh no I'm okay Kiri, just relax. (Y/n), can we talk in the kitchen?"

You nod following her back into the warm kitchen, reaching over the sink you open the window allowing the breeze inside as Tsu pushes around chicken in a wok on the stove.

"How'd you meet them?" She asks, tapping the wooden utensil against the side of the wok. Looking at you she raised a brow at your, oddly, soft smiling expression.

"Kaminari nearly hit me with a ball in the quad. But he missed, thankfully."

"So you just met these 3 guys and decided inviting them back to your dorm would be an acceptable thing to do?"

"Well..." You rub your neck as she crosses her arms with a stern stare. A stare all too familiar since you moved in. "When you put it that way it sounds really bad."

"That was the point." She sighs with a disappointed shake of her head. "Do you have no preservation of your own safety?"

"They know Mina, they're safe!" Tsu leans back against the counter, her lips turning into a smirk.

"I see now, I see exactly what you're doing."

"Excuse me, what am I doing?"

"You don't know what to say to Mina to apologize, so you brought her friends over to break the awkwardness we're all feeling. It's very obvious." You glare at her, causing her to chuckle in a knowing way.

"God, you're such a mom."

"And I'm proud of it. But...." She turns back to the food adding in a already prepared bowl of veggies from the counter.

"But what?"

"You should still apologize, as should she. But I've known Mina now for 2 years... It's hard for her to apologize first so you'll have to take the first step here."

You sigh rubbing your eyes. She was right, you would have to apologize first. As you remove your hand from your face you hear the front door open in the living room.

"We're ho-!" Excited squealing from Mina is heard along with a loud thud.

"Oh hey guys!" Ochako speaks over the squealing, stepping around the corner you see Mina in her work uniform, hugging Kirishima and Kaminari. She's rocking back and forth as the two boys excitedly hug her back.

"What are you guys doing here!?" She springs up turning to Bakugo, about to go in for a hug. He puts his leg up keeping her at a distance before speaking.

"Your roommate invited us over, after Kaminari nearly clocked her with our ball." Mina turns to Kaminari who shrinks into the couch.

"It was an accident!"

"I'm fine, he didn't hit me." You chime in coming out from the kitchen. Mina turns to smile at you. You two look at eachother in silence for a minute, the room starting to get thick with tension. "Can we talk for a second?"

"Sure, I have to change anyway."

Mina and you walk into your shared bedroom, locking the door. You sit on your bed as she starts rifling through her dresser. Playing with your thumbs you start feeling nervous, never having apologized for a fight like this before.

"So..." You look up as Mina looks back at you, gripping a shirt in her hands. Rubbing your neck you clear your throat. "I want to apologize first for the other day."

Mina's eyes go big before she throws the shirt onto her bed. Walking across the room she sits next to you, taking your hand in hers with a smile.

"You shouldn't be apologizing, I should."

"Mina-"

"No." She squeezes your hand tightly in hers. "I really shouldn't project past experiences on you."

"You were just trying to help me... I shouldn't push away your help either. I'm sorry too." She smiles wider with a giddy squeal, her legs bouncing in excitement. "You want a hug don't you?"

"Please!" You open your arms as she tackles you back onto your bed, pulling you into a death grip of a hug. "I'm so happy I can talk to you again! The past few days have been awkward torture..."

"I missed you."

"I missed you more!" She sits up fixing your hair back in place as she let's go. "I'm sorry for butting in like that. I spoke to Jiros yesterday on the phone."

"Oh?" Mina nods, slinking back in shame as she straightens her work uniform out. Standing up she starts going through her clothes again.

"Jiro... Wasn't exactly completely honest with us. She said that her relationship ended terribly because of this big fight with Shinso..." Your face falls, concern falling onto you, your body tensing up slightly.

"Is she okay?"

"Yeah!" Mina turns pulling a pair of shorts out of the drawer, walking over to her bed she starts undoing the buttons on her top. "When Jiro moved in here, she kinda closed herself off from us for a while, being in her room all the time, not wanting to go out. But after we talked to her she suddenly had a boyfriend and went out all the time."

"She wasn't acting right."

"Exactly." Mina pulls the pajama shirt over her head starting to undo her pants. "So, a few months by and she comes home crying hysterically and extremely upset. Saying her and Shinso weren't together anymore. They fought and broke up... But..."

"But?" Mina pulls her shorts on sitting on her bed, stretching her legs out as she lays back over her bright colored sheets.

"She broke up with him and didn't give him a reason. And she moved out to move in with a friend she'd met in her creative writing class... Momo."

"Momo, I think you mentioned her before. Black haired heiress, super smart and sweet. Kind of unaware of her own wealth."

"That's the one. Well, in actuality Momo and Jiro are a couple..." Your eyes go wide, as Mina chuckles at your expression.

"Wait, should you be telling me this!? I don't think it's right if you tell me she's gay..."

"It's okay! She told me to tell Tsu and Ochako after she found out about their relationship. She felt scared to tell us at first because she wasn't as close with us as we were with eachother. But I support her regardless. She's a nice girl, was just scared is all. An I'm pretty sure she won't care if you know."

"I'm happy for her." You stand up with a smile heading towards the door.

"Also!" You grip the door knob looking back at her as she stands from the bed.

"She put in a good word for your guy. Apparently he's a good one... So you have my blessing."

"Thank you." Opening the door you're met with Kaminari sitting upsidedown on the couch staring at Ochako and Bakugo having an arm wrestling contest. Both seeming to struggle pushing eachothers arms flat on the coffee table.

"I was starting to think you both fell asleep or something." Kaminari spoke looking up at Mina and you.

"Huh?" Bakugo loses concentration for a split second, Ochako slamming his arm down on the table. She lets go flopping onto her back off her knees with an excited clap.

"Uraraka just creamed your ass Kacchan!" Kaminari starts laughing as Bakugo stands up angrily.

"I call a fucking redo! Dunce face distracted me with his mouth!"

"No no! You said you could beat me in one round, you lose fair and square!" Ochako sticks out her tongue flipping him off from the floor causing Mina to follow Kaminari in laughing. Kirishima sticks his head out from the kitchen watching all his friends.

"Dinners ready." He announced, Ochako lunging off the floor, Bakugo grabbing her ankle to drag her back as they fight to get to the kitchen first.

You shake your head watching over the chaotic mess in your dorm. You smile, knowing you wouldn't have your day go any other way.