The dorm entrance had a mistletoe in front now. He glared at it, but then down to her as she was looking to the side. She must be pretending not to notice it, but he wasn't a bitch. She was cute, and funny so he wasn't scared to do a gesture. A hand moved over to put it under her chin, to make her look up to him as he pressed his lips right to hers, closing his eyes as he kissed her for a few seconds. He then gently pulled back, looking to her. "Merry christmas, Cheeks." He then walked ahead.
It was a crisp night. The snow had settled on the ground, but Ochako couldn’t help but feel increasingly more nervous. Though they had a class and frequently walked back to the dorms together, she was starting to question if she was feeling something more.
More comfortable silences passed as they continued their journey, and there she spotted it. The dreaded Christmas cliche. The mistletoe.
Did she drool over the possibility of being kissed under the mistletoe one day? Absolutely. Did the thought of Bakugo making fun of her for the attempt embarrass her into pretending she didn’t see it? Even more so. Glancing to the side, focusing on the fluffy looking snow, she waited for him to swipe in. Instead, her face was brought to face him. With about two seconds to register what was happening, their lips met.
It may have only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough to short circuit her brain. Making eye contact with him, she felt her breath catch in her throat.
Why had she not noticed how beautiful his eyes were before?
Watching him walk in, she exhaled, letting her fingers ghost over her lips.
“M-merry Christmas!”
