"Always and Forever"

Stuck in My Room

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It's a typical Thursday night but I had plans with my friends as tomorrow is a holiday. I was almost ready in my jean shorts, a tank top and a denim jacket (stolen from Katsuki) when mom barges into my room and declares, "You're ready? Great. We'll have guests over in 10minutes."

Before I could groan or snark, she left, closing the door. I sigh and dramatically flop back on my bed. "Great, just great." I mutter quickly texting the groupchat.

Can't make it.

Mina: Aww we were excited. Whyy?

Mom. Guests.

Ochako: sucks. Tmrw?

Maybe. Have fun, send pics.

Ochako: Bye, all the best babes.

Mina: Yeah, stay safe 😓.

Jirou: 😅

I toss my phone back on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Overthinking. Panicking. Eventually, I decide to confide myself in my room. Not like a prisoner, more like a music enthusiast. So I go and take some pictures; it would've been pitious to let such a great outfit to waste. I don't post it- not yet.

I flop back on my bed after changing. Now I could hear the chatter noises and footsteps. I sigh, sinking deeper into the bed like it could swallow me and I won't even react. At last, I pull on my headphones blasting alt rock, just because.

But even that did not cure me. So I resorted to the last option, calling Katsuki. Even though I did not want to disturb his study time, I couldn't resist irritating him. So quickly enough, I dial his number.

He picks up on second ring, "hiiiiiiii babyyyyy." You giggle.

"what now dumbass?" I think he meant to sound intimidating but it sounded endearing.

"I'm stuck at homeeeee, can you come overrr? Guests and guests. I don't wanna go out." I whine.

I heard the click of his tongue while he contempltaed, and then the notebook shut. "Open the window. Be there in 10." He sighs.

"Yay!!! Waiting!!" I hang up, already excited.

In exactly 10 minutes, there was a knock on my window. I padded over and opened it. "Told you to keep it open dumba-" before he could complete his complain, I pulled him in a hug.

"so glad you came." Then I proceeded to complain about the whole cancelled plan while he settled on the edge of my bed.

I settled beside him. "So, how was your day?" I lie on the bed as he talked.

"Yeah yeah t'was fine. Studied all day. Denki kept texting me to play, that shithead has no work to do. Keeps spamming. Then shitty hair and I went to get coffee. Nothing much."

"didn't miss me?"

"ofcourse I did dumbass." He tried his best to hide the faint blush but leaned down beside me anyway.

"Hungry? I was thinking of ordering takeout and sneaking back here to eat."

"yeah sure. I'll pay." Before I could even protest or reach for my phone, he already started looking through the menus.

"Your usual, burger and milkshake?" He questions.

I sigh and nod, "yeah. and fries?"

"and fries." He said, ordering the same for himself.

Soon enough the food arrived, and while eating Katsuki made sure I laughed and wheezed every minute to keep me entertained. So much so that it turned into a makeout session in the midst of eating.

I, his lap, my hands on his shoulders to hold myself up while his hands at my hips. There was no distance between us, no distractions. The faint chatter of guests started to fade as the night deepened. The fries sat half cold now in the package.

Neither of us cared, too lost in each other. Too lost in making up for the day. He pulled back for a moment, just looking at me, I looked too, smiling.

That's when I heard mom's voice, "Where are you missy?"

And before I could get off of him or fix our clothes, the door flew open. Caught red handed.

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Stuck in My Room

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It's a typical Thursday night but I had plans with my friends as tomorrow is a holiday. I was almost ready in my jean shorts, a tank top and a denim jacket (stolen from Katsuki) when mom barges into my room and declares, "You're ready? Great. We'll have guests over in 10minutes."

Before I could groan or snark, she left, closing the door. I sigh and dramatically flop back on my bed. "Great, just great." I mutter quickly texting the groupchat.

Can't make it.

Mina: Aww we were excited. Whyy?

Mom. Guests.

Ochako: sucks. Tmrw?

Maybe. Have fun, send pics.

Ochako: Bye, all the best babes.

Mina: Yeah, stay safe 😓.

Jirou: 😅

I toss my phone back on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Overthinking. Panicking. Eventually, I decide to confide myself in my room. Not like a prisoner, more like a music enthusiast. So I go and take some pictures; it would've been pitious to let such a great outfit to waste. I don't post it- not yet.

I flop back on my bed after changing. Now I could hear the chatter noises and footsteps. I sigh, sinking deeper into the bed like it could swallow me and I won't even react. At last, I pull on my headphones blasting alt rock, just because.

But even that did not cure me. So I resorted to the last option, calling Katsuki. Even though I did not want to disturb his study time, I couldn't resist irritating him. So quickly enough, I dial his number.

He picks up on second ring, "hiiiiiiii babyyyyy." You giggle.

"what now dumbass?" I think he meant to sound intimidating but it sounded endearing.

"I'm stuck at homeeeee, can you come overrr? Guests and guests. I don't wanna go out." I whine.

I heard the click of his tongue while he contempltaed, and then the notebook shut. "Open the window. Be there in 10." He sighs.

"Yay!!! Waiting!!" I hang up, already excited.

In exactly 10 minutes, there was a knock on my window. I padded over and opened it. "Told you to keep it open dumba-" before he could complete his complain, I pulled him in a hug.

"so glad you came." Then I proceeded to complain about the whole cancelled plan while he settled on the edge of my bed.

I settled beside him. "So, how was your day?" I lie on the bed as he talked.

"Yeah yeah t'was fine. Studied all day. Denki kept texting me to play, that shithead has no work to do. Keeps spamming. Then shitty hair and I went to get coffee. Nothing much."

"didn't miss me?"

"ofcourse I did dumbass." He tried his best to hide the faint blush but leaned down beside me anyway.

"Hungry? I was thinking of ordering takeout and sneaking back here to eat."

"yeah sure. I'll pay." Before I could even protest or reach for my phone, he already started looking through the menus.

"Your usual, burger and milkshake?" He questions.

I sigh and nod, "yeah. and fries?"

"and fries." He said, ordering the same for himself.

Soon enough the food arrived, and while eating Katsuki made sure I laughed and wheezed every minute to keep me entertained. So much so that it turned into a makeout session in the midst of eating.

I, his lap, my hands on his shoulders to hold myself up while his hands at my hips. There was no distance between us, no distractions. The faint chatter of guests started to fade as the night deepened. The fries sat half cold now in the package.

Neither of us cared, too lost in each other. Too lost in making up for the day. He pulled back for a moment, just looking at me, I looked too, smiling.

That's when I heard mom's voice, "Where are you missy?"

And before I could get off of him or fix our clothes, the door flew open. Caught red handed.

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Stuck in My Room

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It's a typical Thursday night but I had plans with my friends as tomorrow is a holiday. I was almost ready in my jean shorts, a tank top and a denim jacket (stolen from Katsuki) when mom barges into my room and declares, "You're ready? Great. We'll have guests over in 10minutes."

Before I could groan or snark, she left, closing the door. I sigh and dramatically flop back on my bed. "Great, just great." I mutter quickly texting the groupchat.

Can't make it.

Mina: Aww we were excited. Whyy?

Mom. Guests.

Ochako: sucks. Tmrw?

Maybe. Have fun, send pics.

Ochako: Bye, all the best babes.

Mina: Yeah, stay safe 😓.

Jirou: 😅

I toss my phone back on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Overthinking. Panicking. Eventually, I decide to confide myself in my room. Not like a prisoner, more like a music enthusiast. So I go and take some pictures; it would've been pitious to let such a great outfit to waste. I don't post it- not yet.

I flop back on my bed after changing. Now I could hear the chatter noises and footsteps. I sigh, sinking deeper into the bed like it could swallow me and I won't even react. At last, I pull on my headphones blasting alt rock, just because.

But even that did not cure me. So I resorted to the last option, calling Katsuki. Even though I did not want to disturb his study time, I couldn't resist irritating him. So quickly enough, I dial his number.

He picks up on second ring, "hiiiiiiii babyyyyy." You giggle.

"what now dumbass?" I think he meant to sound intimidating but it sounded endearing.

"I'm stuck at homeeeee, can you come overrr? Guests and guests. I don't wanna go out." I whine.

I heard the click of his tongue while he contempltaed, and then the notebook shut. "Open the window. Be there in 10." He sighs.

"Yay!!! Waiting!!" I hang up, already excited.

In exactly 10 minutes, there was a knock on my window. I padded over and opened it. "Told you to keep it open dumba-" before he could complete his complain, I pulled him in a hug.

"so glad you came." Then I proceeded to complain about the whole cancelled plan while he settled on the edge of my bed.

I settled beside him. "So, how was your day?" I lie on the bed as he talked.

"Yeah yeah t'was fine. Studied all day. Denki kept texting me to play, that shithead has no work to do. Keeps spamming. Then shitty hair and I went to get coffee. Nothing much."

"didn't miss me?"

"ofcourse I did dumbass." He tried his best to hide the faint blush but leaned down beside me anyway.

"Hungry? I was thinking of ordering takeout and sneaking back here to eat."

"yeah sure. I'll pay." Before I could even protest or reach for my phone, he already started looking through the menus.

"Your usual, burger and milkshake?" He questions.

I sigh and nod, "yeah. and fries?"

"and fries." He said, ordering the same for himself.

Soon enough the food arrived, and while eating Katsuki made sure I laughed and wheezed every minute to keep me entertained. So much so that it turned into a makeout session in the midst of eating.

I, his lap, my hands on his shoulders to hold myself up while his hands at my hips. There was no distance between us, no distractions. The faint chatter of guests started to fade as the night deepened. The fries sat half cold now in the package.

Neither of us cared, too lost in each other. Too lost in making up for the day. He pulled back for a moment, just looking at me, I looked too, smiling.

That's when I heard mom's voice, "Where are you missy?"

And before I could get off of him or fix our clothes, the door flew open. Caught red handed.

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Stuck in My Room

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It's a typical Thursday night but I had plans with my friends as tomorrow is a holiday. I was almost ready in my jean shorts, a tank top and a denim jacket (stolen from Katsuki) when mom barges into my room and declares, "You're ready? Great. We'll have guests over in 10minutes."

Before I could groan or snark, she left, closing the door. I sigh and dramatically flop back on my bed. "Great, just great." I mutter quickly texting the groupchat.

Can't make it.

Mina: Aww we were excited. Whyy?

Mom. Guests.

Ochako: sucks. Tmrw?

Maybe. Have fun, send pics.

Ochako: Bye, all the best babes.

Mina: Yeah, stay safe 😓.

Jirou: 😅

I toss my phone back on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Overthinking. Panicking. Eventually, I decide to confide myself in my room. Not like a prisoner, more like a music enthusiast. So I go and take some pictures; it would've been pitious to let such a great outfit to waste. I don't post it- not yet.

I flop back on my bed after changing. Now I could hear the chatter noises and footsteps. I sigh, sinking deeper into the bed like it could swallow me and I won't even react. At last, I pull on my headphones blasting alt rock, just because.

But even that did not cure me. So I resorted to the last option, calling Katsuki. Even though I did not want to disturb his study time, I couldn't resist irritating him. So quickly enough, I dial his number.

He picks up on second ring, "hiiiiiiii babyyyyy." You giggle.

"what now dumbass?" I think he meant to sound intimidating but it sounded endearing.

"I'm stuck at homeeeee, can you come overrr? Guests and guests. I don't wanna go out." I whine.

I heard the click of his tongue while he contempltaed, and then the notebook shut. "Open the window. Be there in 10." He sighs.

"Yay!!! Waiting!!" I hang up, already excited.

In exactly 10 minutes, there was a knock on my window. I padded over and opened it. "Told you to keep it open dumba-" before he could complete his complain, I pulled him in a hug.

"so glad you came." Then I proceeded to complain about the whole cancelled plan while he settled on the edge of my bed.

I settled beside him. "So, how was your day?" I lie on the bed as he talked.

"Yeah yeah t'was fine. Studied all day. Denki kept texting me to play, that shithead has no work to do. Keeps spamming. Then shitty hair and I went to get coffee. Nothing much."

"didn't miss me?"

"ofcourse I did dumbass." He tried his best to hide the faint blush but leaned down beside me anyway.

"Hungry? I was thinking of ordering takeout and sneaking back here to eat."

"yeah sure. I'll pay." Before I could even protest or reach for my phone, he already started looking through the menus.

"Your usual, burger and milkshake?" He questions.

I sigh and nod, "yeah. and fries?"

"and fries." He said, ordering the same for himself.

Soon enough the food arrived, and while eating Katsuki made sure I laughed and wheezed every minute to keep me entertained. So much so that it turned into a makeout session in the midst of eating.

I, his lap, my hands on his shoulders to hold myself up while his hands at my hips. There was no distance between us, no distractions. The faint chatter of guests started to fade as the night deepened. The fries sat half cold now in the package.

Neither of us cared, too lost in each other. Too lost in making up for the day. He pulled back for a moment, just looking at me, I looked too, smiling.

That's when I heard mom's voice, "Where are you missy?"

And before I could get off of him or fix our clothes, the door flew open. Caught red handed.

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Stuck in My Room

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It's a typical Thursday night but I had plans with my friends as tomorrow is a holiday. I was almost ready in my jean shorts, a tank top and a denim jacket (stolen from Katsuki) when mom barges into my room and declares, "You're ready? Great. We'll have guests over in 10minutes."

Before I could groan or snark, she left, closing the door. I sigh and dramatically flop back on my bed. "Great, just great." I mutter quickly texting the groupchat.

Can't make it.

Mina: Aww we were excited. Whyy?

Mom. Guests.

Ochako: sucks. Tmrw?

Maybe. Have fun, send pics.

Ochako: Bye, all the best babes.

Mina: Yeah, stay safe 😓.

Jirou: 😅

I toss my phone back on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Overthinking. Panicking. Eventually, I decide to confide myself in my room. Not like a prisoner, more like a music enthusiast. So I go and take some pictures; it would've been pitious to let such a great outfit to waste. I don't post it- not yet.

I flop back on my bed after changing. Now I could hear the chatter noises and footsteps. I sigh, sinking deeper into the bed like it could swallow me and I won't even react. At last, I pull on my headphones blasting alt rock, just because.

But even that did not cure me. So I resorted to the last option, calling Katsuki. Even though I did not want to disturb his study time, I couldn't resist irritating him. So quickly enough, I dial his number.

He picks up on second ring, "hiiiiiiii babyyyyy." You giggle.

"what now dumbass?" I think he meant to sound intimidating but it sounded endearing.

"I'm stuck at homeeeee, can you come overrr? Guests and guests. I don't wanna go out." I whine.

I heard the click of his tongue while he contempltaed, and then the notebook shut. "Open the window. Be there in 10." He sighs.

"Yay!!! Waiting!!" I hang up, already excited.

In exactly 10 minutes, there was a knock on my window. I padded over and opened it. "Told you to keep it open dumba-" before he could complete his complain, I pulled him in a hug.

"so glad you came." Then I proceeded to complain about the whole cancelled plan while he settled on the edge of my bed.

I settled beside him. "So, how was your day?" I lie on the bed as he talked.

"Yeah yeah t'was fine. Studied all day. Denki kept texting me to play, that shithead has no work to do. Keeps spamming. Then shitty hair and I went to get coffee. Nothing much."

"didn't miss me?"

"ofcourse I did dumbass." He tried his best to hide the faint blush but leaned down beside me anyway.

"Hungry? I was thinking of ordering takeout and sneaking back here to eat."

"yeah sure. I'll pay." Before I could even protest or reach for my phone, he already started looking through the menus.

"Your usual, burger and milkshake?" He questions.

I sigh and nod, "yeah. and fries?"

"and fries." He said, ordering the same for himself.

Soon enough the food arrived, and while eating Katsuki made sure I laughed and wheezed every minute to keep me entertained. So much so that it turned into a makeout session in the midst of eating.

I, his lap, my hands on his shoulders to hold myself up while his hands at my hips. There was no distance between us, no distractions. The faint chatter of guests started to fade as the night deepened. The fries sat half cold now in the package.

Neither of us cared, too lost in each other. Too lost in making up for the day. He pulled back for a moment, just looking at me, I looked too, smiling.

That's when I heard mom's voice, "Where are you missy?"

And before I could get off of him or fix our clothes, the door flew open. Caught red handed.

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Story-Times and Hangouts.

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Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: fluff, mention of makeout.

A/N: thank you guys for soooo much support <3!!

The previous scene

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It was supposed to be a normal hangout with the group but what Hangout here is normal? Currently, I'm stuck in the living room with John, his bestfriend Garrett and his girlfriend Hannah.

Garrett and Hannah are being all PDA while I'm sitting close to Logan, almost curled into him but not quite. I haven't realised but our knees are touching like it's the most natural thing in the world. Hanna gets distracted and goes to get Ice cream for herself, and I finally look up from my phone and join her.

Meanwhile back in the living room, Logan asks Garrett, "So where is our low budget Ken anyway? Didn't he said he'll come with his 'new barbie'?" Garrett looks confused, "Who?"

"The low budget Ken. You don't know?" I call out from kitchen still scooping ice cream. "Whoever that is must've really offended you guys to earn that name." Hanna says from beside me.

"yeah, it's a long story." I sit beside Logan again, sharing my ice cream and giving him a knowing look. We hadn't realised that 'classic low budget ken' has become our very own inside joke since the last encounter with you-know-who.

"C'mon man, include us in whatever this is." Garrett says.

Logan turns to me and gives me a questioning look, "should we reveal the secret, darlin'?"

"well don't get all traumatized by what we're about to tell you." I say as an encouragement to Hanna and Garrett.

Logan starts, "so basically remember how last week everyone was out on dates, Tucker went to visit his home, you guys were out even Dean was somewhere out with his new girl or whatever, so we also made plans. But by the time we got dressed up, our impulses won and we settled for a makeout- on this couch by the way-" Hannah immediately makes a 'awww' face while Garrett looks disgusted.

"-yeah so we were mid making out when Dean walked in on us. And that's when she called him 'classic low budget Ken' and ever since then it has become our inside joke. There. Traumatized?" He finished the story and gives me a mischievous glint.

"And you guys tell us to stop PDA." Garrett says. While the three of us burst laughing and Hanna shots me a 'I need details later' look.

Right on cue, the main door flings open, "I heard someone say Ken?" Dean steps in and shots me a look. Seems like he hasn't forgotten the comment since last time.

"Welcome Low Budget Ken." I say, finishing the last spoon of my ice cream. And before he can say anything snarky again, Logan shots him the same 'mind you, this is my girl' look.

"You'll never let me live that down, eh?" He says, shaking his head as he sits down as well on the dining table chair.

"Fits you though, Ken." Hannah says with a grin.

Dean groans. "See you've started a whole revolution."

"now we'll tell the whole school." Garrett says with a grin.

I watch their banter happen, still curled into Logan who now has his hand behind me on the couch, ever-so-protective, while he occasionally kissed my hair like he's been doing it forever. And honestly, he has been.

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Talk To Me, Baby

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Word count: 1.94k

Warnings: crying, lots of crying, panic attacks, mention of relapse, Dean being a sweetheart, use of baby and sweetheart, breakdowns, betrayals, mention of trust issues.

Author note: based on my irl experience. I know having trusted friends is hard but do not hurt yourself in the process of getting over them. So here's a little bit of comfort for whoever needs it. Also please reblog, likes don't do much but reblogs help a lot!! Thanksss <3

Song inspo: You're my Destiny

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"Sweetheart, please please talk to me. Don't shut me out. I can't stand to see you crying like this." Dean's voice came from the other side of the door, desperate and laced with worry but I couldn't even reply.

The panic attack continued, I couldn't breathe, my vision going dark slowly. The last thing I remember before my vision died was that somehow I flicked the lock of the bathroom.

I woke up after who knows how long and found Dean sitting right beside me. "Hey, how are you feeling?" He asks, still worried as he passes me a glass of water.

"Exhausted." I reply, my voice slightly strained as I look around to see everyone standing around my room looking equally concerned. Just then the memories come flooding back of how I was sobbing uncontrollably and my eyes tear up again.

Dean immediately notices and pulls me in and everyone takes the cue to leave without being noticable. "Hey, hey, talk to me baby, please."

I couldn't control myself longer and I breakdown again. "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. It's just I got a text from my friend saying she can't leave her other good friends for me and everything and blocked me before I could even reply-" I sob. "And she was my best friend, Dean. Best friend!"

Dean doesn't say that I'm overthinking or being dramatic, he just holds me against his chest, letting me rant.

"And and I didn't even ignore her! She was hanging out with the girl who clearly despises me, and the feeling was mutual, and she knew everything that girl did yet... Yet she chose her not me. She chose her, Dean!" I cry harder, who wouldn't after such a betrayal by your so called best friend who was with you since you were like 4.

"I've got you, Baby. Let it all out. She doesn't deserve you, okay?" Dean tries to reassure me but I'm too broken to listen it.

"All my friends do this, Dean.. they just- they just always exclude me or they just cut ties with me once I introduce two people to each other. Why... Why am I never enough?!"

"I know, sweetheart, I saw how they avoided you last week, I thought it was about that stupid photo thing."

"I hate it all.. I hate myself, Dean." I say, the sobs getting slower but I can feel that I'm shaking.

I'm not looking at Dean but I can feel that his heart is breaking seeing me like this and he just pulls me closer. I eventually calm a little, luckily not going through another panic attack.

I zone out, looking out on my desk towards the pen stand. As if sensing my relapse thoughts, Dean gently turns my face towards him.

"You've got me, you know?" He says, his voice so soft it almost breaks me.

"I know. But I need my friends too.." I trail off again.

"You have Hannah and Allie."

"yeah but they're bestfriends and everyone's got everyone and I'm the back up friend-" He cuts my rant off with a slow kiss on my forehead and I immediately melt into him.

My chest still heavy from all the feelings but now warmer because of the rants and my very patient boyfriend. He cups my face and wipes off the tear streaks with surprising gentleness.

"You'll find friends, okay? A new bestfriend even. And Hannah and Allie love you. They are your bestfriends too. Okay? Now no more overthinking or I'll have to force Tucker to make you your comfort food." That last line brings out a small smile on my face.

"That's my girl." He grins back, it wasn't his usual I'm-too-proud smirk, but rather a soft boyfriend-like smirk. "Promise you won't cry again?"

"Promise, your majesty." I say, feeling better. I know I scared him with the black-out but I won't bring it up right now and ruin the smiles-after-crying-for-hours vibe.

The rest of the evening surprisingly doesn't go by in interrogations from everyone but rather in a cuddle and home movie date. Dean scared everyone away without threats- again a surprise to me- and stayed close by to me all day as if to make sure that he'll hold me when and if I break again. And for now, I've let myself forget my so called best friend and pretend as if she never existed because she doens't have a boyfriend like mine.

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Guys whoever is struggling with sh or anything like that, I'm so proud of you for even trying to let go of it and this does not make you weak. Stay safe and do talk to someone trusted about it.

Garrett Graham x Reader

john logan x reader

Reqs are open!!

Stuck in My Room

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It's a typical Thursday night but I had plans with my friends as tomorrow is a holiday. I was almost ready in my jean shorts, a tank top and a denim jacket (stolen from Katsuki) when mom barges into my room and declares, "You're ready? Great. We'll have guests over in 10minutes."

Before I could groan or snark, she left, closing the door. I sigh and dramatically flop back on my bed. "Great, just great." I mutter quickly texting the groupchat.

Can't make it.

Mina: Aww we were excited. Whyy?

Mom. Guests.

Ochako: sucks. Tmrw?

Maybe. Have fun, send pics.

Ochako: Bye, all the best babes.

Mina: Yeah, stay safe 😓.

Jirou: 😅

I toss my phone back on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Overthinking. Panicking. Eventually, I decide to confide myself in my room. Not like a prisoner, more like a music enthusiast. So I go and take some pictures; it would've been pitious to let such a great outfit to waste. I don't post it- not yet.

I flop back on my bed after changing. Now I could hear the chatter noises and footsteps. I sigh, sinking deeper into the bed like it could swallow me and I won't even react. At last, I pull on my headphones blasting alt rock, just because.

But even that did not cure me. So I resorted to the last option, calling Katsuki. Even though I did not want to disturb his study time, I couldn't resist irritating him. So quickly enough, I dial his number.

He picks up on second ring, "hiiiiiiii babyyyyy." You giggle.

"what now dumbass?" I think he meant to sound intimidating but it sounded endearing.

"I'm stuck at homeeeee, can you come overrr? Guests and guests. I don't wanna go out." I whine.

I heard the click of his tongue while he contempltaed, and then the notebook shut. "Open the window. Be there in 10." He sighs.

"Yay!!! Waiting!!" I hang up, already excited.

In exactly 10 minutes, there was a knock on my window. I padded over and opened it. "Told you to keep it open dumba-" before he could complete his complain, I pulled him in a hug.

"so glad you came." Then I proceeded to complain about the whole cancelled plan while he settled on the edge of my bed.

I settled beside him. "So, how was your day?" I lie on the bed as he talked.

"Yeah yeah t'was fine. Studied all day. Denki kept texting me to play, that shithead has no work to do. Keeps spamming. Then shitty hair and I went to get coffee. Nothing much."

"didn't miss me?"

"ofcourse I did dumbass." He tried his best to hide the faint blush but leaned down beside me anyway.

"Hungry? I was thinking of ordering takeout and sneaking back here to eat."

"yeah sure. I'll pay." Before I could even protest or reach for my phone, he already started looking through the menus.

"Your usual, burger and milkshake?" He questions.

I sigh and nod, "yeah. and fries?"

"and fries." He said, ordering the same for himself.

Soon enough the food arrived, and while eating Katsuki made sure I laughed and wheezed every minute to keep me entertained. So much so that it turned into a makeout session in the midst of eating.

I, his lap, my hands on his shoulders to hold myself up while his hands at my hips. There was no distance between us, no distractions. The faint chatter of guests started to fade as the night deepened. The fries sat half cold now in the package.

Neither of us cared, too lost in each other. Too lost in making up for the day. He pulled back for a moment, just looking at me, I looked too, smiling.

That's when I heard mom's voice, "Where are you missy?"

And before I could get off of him or fix our clothes, the door flew open. Caught red handed.

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Stuck in My Room

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It's a typical Thursday night but I had plans with my friends as tomorrow is a holiday. I was almost ready in my jean shorts, a tank top and a denim jacket (stolen from Katsuki) when mom barges into my room and declares, "You're ready? Great. We'll have guests over in 10minutes."

Before I could groan or snark, she left, closing the door. I sigh and dramatically flop back on my bed. "Great, just great." I mutter quickly texting the groupchat.

Can't make it.

Mina: Aww we were excited. Whyy?

Mom. Guests.

Ochako: sucks. Tmrw?

Maybe. Have fun, send pics.

Ochako: Bye, all the best babes.

Mina: Yeah, stay safe 😓.

Jirou: 😅

I toss my phone back on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Overthinking. Panicking. Eventually, I decide to confide myself in my room. Not like a prisoner, more like a music enthusiast. So I go and take some pictures; it would've been pitious to let such a great outfit to waste. I don't post it- not yet.

I flop back on my bed after changing. Now I could hear the chatter noises and footsteps. I sigh, sinking deeper into the bed like it could swallow me and I won't even react. At last, I pull on my headphones blasting alt rock, just because.

But even that did not cure me. So I resorted to the last option, calling Katsuki. Even though I did not want to disturb his study time, I couldn't resist irritating him. So quickly enough, I dial his number.

He picks up on second ring, "hiiiiiiii babyyyyy." You giggle.

"what now dumbass?" I think he meant to sound intimidating but it sounded endearing.

"I'm stuck at homeeeee, can you come overrr? Guests and guests. I don't wanna go out." I whine.

I heard the click of his tongue while he contempltaed, and then the notebook shut. "Open the window. Be there in 10." He sighs.

"Yay!!! Waiting!!" I hang up, already excited.

In exactly 10 minutes, there was a knock on my window. I padded over and opened it. "Told you to keep it open dumba-" before he could complete his complain, I pulled him in a hug.

"so glad you came." Then I proceeded to complain about the whole cancelled plan while he settled on the edge of my bed.

I settled beside him. "So, how was your day?" I lie on the bed as he talked.

"Yeah yeah t'was fine. Studied all day. Denki kept texting me to play, that shithead has no work to do. Keeps spamming. Then shitty hair and I went to get coffee. Nothing much."

"didn't miss me?"

"ofcourse I did dumbass." He tried his best to hide the faint blush but leaned down beside me anyway.

"Hungry? I was thinking of ordering takeout and sneaking back here to eat."

"yeah sure. I'll pay." Before I could even protest or reach for my phone, he already started looking through the menus.

"Your usual, burger and milkshake?" He questions.

I sigh and nod, "yeah. and fries?"

"and fries." He said, ordering the same for himself.

Soon enough the food arrived, and while eating Katsuki made sure I laughed and wheezed every minute to keep me entertained. So much so that it turned into a makeout session in the midst of eating.

I, his lap, my hands on his shoulders to hold myself up while his hands at my hips. There was no distance between us, no distractions. The faint chatter of guests started to fade as the night deepened. The fries sat half cold now in the package.

Neither of us cared, too lost in each other. Too lost in making up for the day. He pulled back for a moment, just looking at me, I looked too, smiling.

That's when I heard mom's voice, "Where are you missy?"

And before I could get off of him or fix our clothes, the door flew open. Caught red handed.

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Stuck in My Room

─•──── ᯓ★ ─•──── ᯓ★ ─•──── ᯓ★ ─•──── ᯓ★

It's a typical Thursday night but I had plans with my friends as tomorrow is a holiday. I was almost ready in my jean shorts, a tank top and a denim jacket (stolen from Katsuki) when mom barges into my room and declares, "You're ready? Great. We'll have guests over in 10minutes."

Before I could groan or snark, she left, closing the door. I sigh and dramatically flop back on my bed. "Great, just great." I mutter quickly texting the groupchat.

Can't make it.

Mina: Aww we were excited. Whyy?

Mom. Guests.

Ochako: sucks. Tmrw?

Maybe. Have fun, send pics.

Ochako: Bye, all the best babes.

Mina: Yeah, stay safe 😓.

Jirou: 😅

I toss my phone back on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Overthinking. Panicking. Eventually, I decide to confide myself in my room. Not like a prisoner, more like a music enthusiast. So I go and take some pictures; it would've been pitious to let such a great outfit to waste. I don't post it- not yet.

I flop back on my bed after changing. Now I could hear the chatter noises and footsteps. I sigh, sinking deeper into the bed like it could swallow me and I won't even react. At last, I pull on my headphones blasting alt rock, just because.

But even that did not cure me. So I resorted to the last option, calling Katsuki. Even though I did not want to disturb his study time, I couldn't resist irritating him. So quickly enough, I dial his number.

He picks up on second ring, "hiiiiiiii babyyyyy." You giggle.

"what now dumbass?" I think he meant to sound intimidating but it sounded endearing.

"I'm stuck at homeeeee, can you come overrr? Guests and guests. I don't wanna go out." I whine.

I heard the click of his tongue while he contempltaed, and then the notebook shut. "Open the window. Be there in 10." He sighs.

"Yay!!! Waiting!!" I hang up, already excited.

In exactly 10 minutes, there was a knock on my window. I padded over and opened it. "Told you to keep it open dumba-" before he could complete his complain, I pulled him in a hug.

"so glad you came." Then I proceeded to complain about the whole cancelled plan while he settled on the edge of my bed.

I settled beside him. "So, how was your day?" I lie on the bed as he talked.

"Yeah yeah t'was fine. Studied all day. Denki kept texting me to play, that shithead has no work to do. Keeps spamming. Then shitty hair and I went to get coffee. Nothing much."

"didn't miss me?"

"ofcourse I did dumbass." He tried his best to hide the faint blush but leaned down beside me anyway.

"Hungry? I was thinking of ordering takeout and sneaking back here to eat."

"yeah sure. I'll pay." Before I could even protest or reach for my phone, he already started looking through the menus.

"Your usual, burger and milkshake?" He questions.

I sigh and nod, "yeah. and fries?"

"and fries." He said, ordering the same for himself.

Soon enough the food arrived, and while eating Katsuki made sure I laughed and wheezed every minute to keep me entertained. So much so that it turned into a makeout session in the midst of eating.

I, his lap, my hands on his shoulders to hold myself up while his hands at my hips. There was no distance between us, no distractions. The faint chatter of guests started to fade as the night deepened. The fries sat half cold now in the package.

Neither of us cared, too lost in each other. Too lost in making up for the day. He pulled back for a moment, just looking at me, I looked too, smiling.

That's when I heard mom's voice, "Where are you missy?"

And before I could get off of him or fix our clothes, the door flew open. Caught red handed.

─•──── ᯓ★ ─•──── ᯓ★ ─•──── ᯓ★ ─•──── ᯓ★

─•──── ᯓ★ ─•──── ᯓ★ ─•──── ᯓ★ ─•──── ᯓ★

It's a typical Thursday night but I had plans with my friends as tomorrow is a holiday. I was almost ready in my jean shorts, a tank top and a denim jacket (stolen from Katsuki) when mom barges into my room and declares, "You're ready? Great. We'll have guests over in 10minutes."

Before I could groan or snark, she left, closing the door. I sigh and dramatically flop back on my bed. "Great, just great." I mutter quickly texting the groupchat.

Can't make it.

Mina: Aww we were excited. Whyy?

Mom. Guests.

Ochako: sucks. Tmrw?

Maybe. Have fun, send pics.

Ochako: Bye, all the best babes.

Mina: Yeah, stay safe 😓.

Jirou: 😅

I toss my phone back on the bed and stare at the ceiling. Overthinking. Panicking. Eventually, I decide to confide myself in my room. Not like a prisoner, more like a music enthusiast. So I go and take some pictures; it would've been pitious to let such a great outfit to waste. I don't post it- not yet.

I flop back on my bed after changing. Now I could hear the chatter noises and footsteps. I sigh, sinking deeper into the bed like it could swallow me and I won't even react. At last, I pull on my headphones blasting alt rock, just because.

But even that did not cure me. So I resorted to the last option, calling Katsuki. Even though I did not want to disturb his study time, I couldn't resist irritating him. So quickly enough, I dial his number.

He picks up on second ring, "hiiiiiiii babyyyyy." You giggle.

"what now dumbass?" I think he meant to sound intimidating but it sounded endearing.

"I'm stuck at homeeeee, can you come overrr? Guests and guests. I don't wanna go out." I whine.

I heard the click of his tongue while he contempltaed, and then the notebook shut. "Open the window. Be there in 10." He sighs.

"Yay!!! Waiting!!" I hang up, already excited.

In exactly 10 minutes, there was a knock on my window. I padded over and opened it. "Told you to keep it open dumba-" before he could complete his complain, I pulled him in a hug.

"so glad you came." Then I proceeded to complain about the whole cancelled plan while he settled on the edge of my bed.

I settled beside him. "So, how was your day?" I lie on the bed as he talked.

"Yeah yeah t'was fine. Studied all day. Denki kept texting me to play, that shithead has no work to do. Keeps spamming. Then shitty hair and I went to get coffee. Nothing much."

"didn't miss me?"

"ofcourse I did dumbass." He tried his best to hide the faint blush but leaned down beside me anyway.

"Hungry? I was thinking of ordering takeout and sneaking back here to eat."

"yeah sure. I'll pay." Before I could even protest or reach for my phone, he already started looking through the menus.

"Your usual, burger and milkshake?" He questions.

I sigh and nod, "yeah. and fries?"

"and fries." He said, ordering the same for himself.

Soon enough the food arrived, and while eating Katsuki made sure I laughed and wheezed every minute to keep me entertained. So much so that it turned into a makeout session in the midst of eating.

I, his lap, my hands on his shoulders to hold myself up while his hands at my hips. There was no distance between us, no distractions. The faint chatter of guests started to fade as the night deepened. The fries sat half cold now in the package.

Neither of us cared, too lost in each other. Too lost in making up for the day. He pulled back for a moment, just looking at me, I looked too, smiling.

That's when I heard mom's voice, "Where are you missy?"

And before I could get off of him or fix our clothes, the door flew open. Caught red handed.

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