⭐️starii⭐️

a fucking abandoned house. of course that would be your downtall. something as small and meaningless as a small room with four walls, was currently the bane of your very existence.

it was one of caine's adventures, you were sent to the middle of the woods, forced to face a gruesome beast. as you and everyone else ran through the woods, everyone split up. you took the rougher detour (ie, you fell down an unexpected hill) and found an abandoned house.

"hello? gangle? zooble? hell-kinger!?" god i sound like a movie character right now. you heard rustling and struggling sounds, as if you weren't alone in the house.

"hello!?" no one answered. you kept walking deeper and deeper into the house, for fear of leaving and running into the beast chasing everyone. the house looked like it was once beautiful, a tile backsplash in the kitchen, a fireplace in the living room. the perfect quaint space to spend your years. the nostalgia of things you've never experienced hit you like a truck.

before being sent to the circus, you never had a chance to buy your own house. you were freshly out of college, still paying off student debts and living in an apartment. living paycheck to paycheck, you never dared to dream of paying for a new house, let alone a car. you took the metro everywhere you went, even to your little office job in the middle of the city, it's where you found that awful headset. and where you changed the course of your life forever.

exploring the house deeper, you entered a hallway, shrouded in leaves and dirt. the wallpaper was peeling, but at the very end of the hall, was a door, inside the room sounded the noises heard earlier. you inched closer and closer to the door, hands clutched towards your chest, trying to steady your beating heart.

was it another beast? is this a trick by caine?

nevertheless, you persisted forward, the idea that you couldn't possible die the only factor keeping you in this house. your hand touches the doorknob and you push it open quickly, trying to rip the bandaid off if it turned out to be a monster.

it wasn't a monster. it was a tall purple rabbit, that you have just hit with a door. in your panic, you rush into the room and kneel by his side.

"wait! don't let the door shut!" he yells, holding his nose. you turn around and, lo and behold, the door is shut.

"shit."

"was that door stuck? was that the noises i heard earlier?"

"no i was just messing with the door and banging on it for fun, we're free to leave whenever" he deadpanned at you.

"well you don't have to be so rude." you scoff, suddenly crossing your arms and standing up from beside jax.

" i have every right to be rude, you just trapped us in this room! now we have to wait for those $@&%# to finish the stupid adventure so we can leave." he huffs, moving to lean against the wall. you shift on your feet, suddenly feeling guilty that he couldn't participate in the adventure.

the room is shrouded in silence, it begins to border on being awkward.

"So.. have you ever-"

"you don't have to make small talk, that would only make this worse." you shut your mouth, eyes rolling in your skull.

"gosh, you are so cynical all of the time, how do you do it?" you said, voice laced with sarcasm.

"because everything here is stupid. also i'm considering that smalltalk." the room fell into yet another awkward silence.

"..."

"do you ever think about where you would be in life if it weren't for the circus?" you asked, voice quiet.

"no." he dismissed you.

"really? never thought if you would've had a house, a new car, a different job?"

"nope." he said, popping the P.

"okay well, if you were to think about where you'd be in life, right now, where would it be?" you said, reaching the end of your patience with the tall boy.

"dead."

“..."

"really? that's it?"

"yup, i'd be dead." he quirks his head, giving you a curious side-eye. he notices your downcast face. "fine. i'll throw you a bone, (ha.) what about you, pup? where do you think you'd be"

messing with your fingers, you went on a mindless rant. "well, i think i would've gotten a different job. i hated my last one. I probably would have waited until i got enough money to buy a better car, though. my- i guess current?- car is pretty bad."

"huh, that's weirdly.. domestic. you don't think you'd be traveling? trying new foods? nothing?" he finally makes eye contact with you.

"nah, i never was much of a traveler. i guess i figured id be able to travel more when i got into a more stable position in life. funny how that works, right?" a dry laugh escapes you. unable to hold his eye contact anymore, you looked back down into your lap. tears welled up in your eyes, blurring your vision.

a shuffle catches your attention. you look up, blinking away the tears to see jax scooting closer to you. he's looking away, as if the thought of looking you in the eye would burn him. he moves his hand to interlace his pinky with your own.

"don't cry. it looks stupid." he still avoids eye contact. you smile slightly, tightening the hold on his pinky.

in the blink of an eye (literally) your back at the circus. jax stands up immediately and brushes off his overalls.

"finally! what took you losers so long!?" jax immediately begins berating the rest of the cast, zeroing in on gangle the most. the group looked.. rough. to say the least.

"we were actually participating! where were you two!? we could have really used your help out there!" ragatha jumps to gangles defense.

"whatever" jax dismisses ragatha before walking towards his room.

Shoto Todoroki

the first time you kissed shoto was definitely a couple weeks (maybe a month?) into the relationship. he wanted to make sure he really truly liked you before going further with you. Your his first crush, first partner, first everything so he wants to make sure your the love of his life before just giving you allllll of his firsts, yk?

he’s a perfect gentleman. of course he would kiss you after walking you to your doorstep (or dorm room door) after a cute little date that he had planned. maybe a picnic or a walk through a pretty little park.

when he did kiss you, it was awkward. poor boy didn’t know where his lips go or where his hands were meant to go.

he actually bumped your noses together on accident.

when he did finally kiss you, it was slow. definitely sweet and sensual. almost like you could feel all the love he has for you poured into the kiss. his hands (almost instinctually) fell onto your waist, grabbing onto you firmly, like you would disappear if he let go.

he wasn’t the one to pull away, he wanted to kiss you forever. but you did need to breathe.

he kept looking at your lips before he eventually (and begrudgingly) said goodnight and you parted ways.

Izuku Midoriya

this man is so shy istg 😭

bc he was bullied in middle school, he never really had any crushes, he never allowed himself to; given that he always assumed that he’d never have a chance with anyone. so when you two started dating, he regretted his refusal of any relationship of any sort.

when he first kissed you he was so nervous he fell over when he tried getting closer. he even tried to grab onto you for support but he forgot how big he is, he took you down with him. he thought that he had messed everything up and even worse, hurt you.

he started overthinking, imagining impossible scenarios where you had left him for being too inexperienced or where you were badly injured and were scared of him. when he looked up and saw you leaning your head back and belly-laughing, he swears he fell a little bit more in love with you.

after rushing to help you up, izuku was keen on leaving. he had made it about 5 steps away before you called his name and ran into his arms. with his big man hero instincts, he took you into his arms with caution. he barely got a moment to breathe before your lips were on his. it was perfect.

Katsuki Bakugo

now… this hothead could never and would never admit the fact that being around you made him flustered. he would simply blush, let out some half-ass insult, and look away. so when it finally came time to kiss you for the first time (and kiss anyone for the first time EVER) he was admittedly nervous.

as much of an asshole he can be, he HAD grown up watching his father bring his mother flowers and gifts all of the time. he knew how to be a gentleman, he just didn’t want to.

but with you everything was different. he found himself wanting to be nice to you and give you things. when he had finally mustered up the courage to give you your favorite flowers (he asked like 20 people) and ask you on a date, he was sweating bullets. what if you said no? what if he got the wrong flowers? what if you laughed and made fun of him??

all of his worries were VERY visible on his face with his brow tensed more than usual, and his normal stink face had dropped to a worried and vulnerable look. you admired the flowers in the boys hands and took a step closer. he got out of his own head and made eye contact with you.

his eyes widened as you looked up at him (no matter how tall u are, imagine he’s taller pls) taking his free hand in both of yours. his eyes moved from your lips to your eyes and back to your lips before finally, he said fuck it and leaned in. despite his inexperience, he still found a way to pour all of his love into the single kiss.