#sixteenth post

you break eye contact with mina, immediately turning red and breaking out into a smile. shinso was your classmate in nearly all of your classes. he was just as smart as you—if not smarter, and you were crushing on him hard.

you’ve had a crush on him since the first time you saw him in your advanced english class on the first day of school. he always looks tired, but in such a cute way when his indigo-colored tufts are messy, and his dark bags complimenting his low-lidded eyes.

you two only exchange conversations during passing periods and lunch about work and each other’s personal life. he’s a great conversationalist and certainly emotionally intelligent.

“okay, if shinso comes, then maybe—maybe, i’ll consider going.” you sigh, giving in to mina’s begging.

“yesss,” mina squeals excitedly. “break is about to end, so you should ask him during your last class,” she suggests.

“yeah i should, but what if he’s not the party type?” you wonder. you didn’t want to give off a careless type of vibe to shinso.

“girl, trust me, he looks like the party type. he looks like a smoking type too.” you both chuckle.

at 1:45pm, you left your dorm room and went to your business class. you walk in and sit in your usual spot; the middle row on the further side of the room, with nobody sitting next to you.

you grab your headphones from your book bag and put them on. you had to finish a project in this class so you could present monday. you open your computer and start working on your presentation. just then, someone tall and slim was standing in front of you. you move one of the muffs out of your ear and look up to see their face.

it’s was your classmate, shinso. looks like he was in another one of your classes. “can i sit here?” he asked about the seat that was occupied by your book bag.

“yeah, sure,” you nod, you grab your book bag and place it on the floor next to you. “i didn’t know you were in this class,” you try to start a conversation.

“yeah, as much as i tried to like computer science, it wasn’t really my thing, y’know? i think i enjoy financing much better,” he says, opening his book bag and taking out his computer.

“yeah you’re right, programming has to be the most annoying shit ever,” you both laugh.

the professor clears his throat, “good afternoon class, today and tomorrow is your last day to work on your project with the exception of our new student, shinso. speaking of which, welcome to intro to business, it’s a pleasure to have you in our class.” the professor smiles sweetly.

“thanks, it’s a…pleasure to be here,” shinso gestures and smiles back.

“well, without further ado, you guys may either stay here, or go to study hall to finish the rest of your project. if you’re leaving, i’ll see you all monday!” the professor announced before sitting in his seat.

most of the class leaves expect a couple of random people who usually don’t talk or react in class. you and shinso decide to stay in the classroom since you both knew the study hall was going to be packed.

you and him were now talking while you were working on your project. with every conversation, you were wondering about how you were going to bring up the party that’s happening this friday.

“oh, i’ve been meaning to ask you…” shinso cuts off your train of thoughts, “there’s this party friday, and i was wondering if you were gonna go?” he looks over at you for a second.

for a minute, you thought he could read your mind. “oh yeah,” you chuckle, “i’m gonna be there with a couple of my friends, are you going?”

“yeah, i could never miss out on a party,” he asserts.

“yeah, me neither.” you lie, knowing if it wasn’t for mina to bring it to your attention, you would’ve been working on your presentation all night long.

shinso looks over at you and starts laughing uncontrollably. you furrow your eyebrows, trying to see if you missed something. “what’s funny?”

“you…and a party?” he proclaims, “that doesn’t sound right at all,” he continues laughing.

“okay, whatever, i know how to have fun,” you roll your eyes at him.

after a while, the bell rang and you two were packing your stuff up. you both walked out of class together and walked to the dorms. “so is there like any theme to the party?” you look over at him and ask.

“theme?” he blurts out, breaking out into laughter again. “what is this a birthday party? just wear something nice.” he shakes his head.

“okay…well, what are you gonna wear then? y’know just to get an idea.” you try to defend yourself.

“i dunno yet, i might just wear whatever i wore to school that day,” he shrugs.

you get to the part of the hallway where you both have to part ways to go to each other’s dorms. “okay, well, i’ll see you in class tomorrow, bye shinso!” you wave at him before walking off.

he turns his head and waves bye back, “bye y/n.”

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it was 6:00pm friday, and mina told you the party would start at 8:00pm. you were in mina’s room, she was showing you the outfit she was planning to wear for the party. meanwhile, you still didn’t know what you were going to wear.

“y/n, i’m sure you have something in that closet to pair together,” mina takes her clothes off the hanger to iron them.

you were thinking about what was inside your closet you could wear. “ooh, wait, i do have an outfit!” you squeal, “i’m gonna show you after i get out of the shower and stuff.” you quickly walk back to your dorm room and start to get ready.

you wrap your hair up for your shower, you grab your towel, washcloth, and other necessities. you do an everything shower routine: face mask, eye mask, wash your face, wash your body, exfoliate, shave, and moisturize.

once you finish, you turn off the shower and start your skincare routine: toner, serum, moisturizer, sunscreen, and more toner mist. you went to your closet and found the items for the outfit you created in your head.

once you put on the outfit, you walked towards the mirror to see it, and it was actually cute. you wore an orange kingsplay zip-up jacket with a sleeveless white top, ripped baggy light-washed jeans, and timberland boots.

you did your mascara, and you put on some lip liner. you put on your two favorite necklaces, your earrings, a couple rings, your bracelets and your apple watch.

for your hair, you decide to do a low half up half down with two strands in the front. mina walks into your room with her jaw on the floor.

“oh my gosh…i underestimated you,” her hands covered her agaped mouth. you laugh as you look in the mirror. “it looks that good?” you question.

“girl, YES! amazing actually,” she compliments. “now just imagine what shinso would think,” she playfully nudges your arm.

you couldn’t help but smile when she brung up shinso’s name. it made you wonder what he was going to wear to the party. you checked your phone to see the time showing at 7:45pm on your phone.

“alright, i’m ready, are you?” you put your phone in your back pocket and spritz perfume all over your body. “yup, let’s go!” she smiles as you guys walk out of the room.

you and mina walked out of the dorms and stepped outside into the dark, cool atmosphere. the party was being hosted in a different section of the college, so you two were planning on walking there.

while you guys were walking, a black car pulled up next to you guys. mina quickly pulls out her pepper spray and aims it at the car. “listen, i don’t know who you are, but it’s best to get moving!” she yells.

the car with the dark tint rolls down their window, revealing the tired-looking cutie with a smirk on his face. he puts his hands up sarcastically, “hey, hey, i don’t want any problems, i was just gonna ask if you two needed a ride to the party?”

you and mina look at each other with a smile on your guy’s face. “aww, that's so sweet,” mina puts her pepper spray back into her purse. “yeah, thank you,” you add as you open the backseat of the car.

the car was filled with shinso’s friends: kaminari, bakugou, and kirishima. the car had a faint smell of weed, but shinso’s mint air freshener was stronger. the car ride was short since it was on the other side of campus.

you and mina both step out of the car and close the door, “thanks shinso,” you two say at the same time. he only nods and pulls off to find a parking spot.

you and mina walk into the party and see it’s packed with people. everyone had red party cups, people were smoking, drinking, kissing, dancing. it was all shocking for you.

you saw your other friends, yaoyorozu and jirou come up to you guys excitedly. “hey sisterssss,” yaoyorozu pulled you guys into a hug.

“hey girll,” you reply, “you guys enjoying the party so far?” you ask, looking around.

“yess girl,” jirou chimes in, “here," she grabs your hand, let’s go to the backyard. it’s much more fun out there.”

you four walk to the backyard and see a lot of people sitting around a campfire. you guys sit down, and immediately you get some guys' attention. everyone starts talking and were being asked around what their major was.

“oh uhm, my major is criminal justice,” you took a sip of your water bottle.

“i’d be glad if she locked me up,” a guy from across the circle said to his friend, making them both chuckle.

you and mina side eye each other before mina spoke up. “and my major is law enforcement, so i can lock up any weirdos.” she makes eye contact with the same guy.

after a while, you make it back inside to grab your friend a drink. you grab a cut water out of the refrigerator and close it back up. “hey miss criminal justice,” a deep voice from behind you arises.

you turn around to see the guy who made that weird comment about you. “oh hey, mister computer science,” you joke back. he laughs as he walks closer to you.

“i don’t know, i feel like we got off on the wrong page. my name is monoma, and yours is?”

“y/n,” you said. “y/n, that’s a cute name,” he compliments.

“thanks, yours is not too bad yourself.” you try to walk past him to go outside, but he blocks your way. “do you need something else?” you look up at him and ask.

“i mean, i need you, lowkey.” he smirks, cornering you in the kitchen.

you laugh nervously, “i'm okay, but thanks! you seem really nice, i’m just not really interested, y’know?” you try to walk away before he grabs your wrist.

“are you trying to reject me? i don’t take rejection too well,” he looks down at you, his grip on your wrists tightening.

“get the fuck off of me!” you slam your foot onto his toe and run out of the kitchen.

“stupid bitch,” he spits out, holding onto his throbbing toe.

you continue to run outside, looking back for a moment before you run into someone’s back.

“yo what the f—,” shinso turns around before he sees it’s you. “oh—it’s you, everything alright?” he reads the worried expression on your face. you both turn around from behind you to see monoma standing by the door.

when he sees shinso, he quickly turns around and walks off. “first party of the year and people already can’t keep their dick in their pants,” he scoffs.

“sorry i ran into you,” you apologize. “it’s okay, are you good though?” he asks. “yeah, just some weird guy named monoma, does this usually happen at parties?”

“i mean…” he rubs the back of his head, “kinda? there’s just always one weird ass guy, but nothing ever happens because it's always dealt with.”

“oh, okay,” you sigh of relief.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

you and your friends were laughing at the campfire with a bunch of other people when one girl pulls out a box of red candy cubes.

“guys, we should all take these candies,” she grabs one gummy from the box and passes it around.

everyone took a gummy and passed the box around until it got to you. you took a gummy and took a look at it. you passed the box to someone else and took the tiniest nibble and threw it on the ground behind you.

shinso and his friends walk to the campfire, “yo are those weed candies?” shinso’s friend, kaminari shrieks. “slide me one!” they hand the box to him and shinso and his friends take one.

“wait,” your eyes widen, “these were weed gummies?”

yaoyorozu turns to you, “girl what did you think these were? harbio?” everyone starts laughing.

you look behind you to see shinso throwing one in the air and catching it inside of his mouth before swallowing it. “chill, these barely even do anything.” he takes a sip of his water.

“now i highkey need a good smoke session. who’s with me?” one guy said, standing up.

everyone in the circle agrees with him, people start standing up and walks inside to get the weed stash and wrapping paper.

you took a look behind you and saw all of your friends leaving to go inside. shinso was still behind you, watching you. he sat down next to you and sighed.

“so you’re not the party type, eddy type, or smoking type,” he lists on his fingers, “you’re such a goodie two shoes.”

“i’ve never smoked before,” you shrug, “you wanna learn?” he reaches for something inside his pocket. you agree hesitantly as he pulls out pre-rolled weed.

“you always gotta pre-roll before a party, you can never trust other people’s stash,” he hands you one and grabs a lighter from his pocket.

you look half-confused, which gets shinso’s attention. “you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.” he lights up the end of his roll and inhales some smoke and lets the rest out.

“it’s not that i don’t want to, i don’t know how to,” you correct him. “okay, i’ll teach you. first, put your mouth on this side and i'll light it up for you.”

you did as he told you to and watched as he lit up your roll. “okay, now lightly inhale—not all the way! and hold it for a couple seconds, then exhale slowly.” he guides you.

you follow his very vague instructions, but still manage to do it. “woah,” you cough lightly, “that felt weird but cool.” you repeat the same steps shinso gave you.

“glad, you’re enjoying it.” he chuckles, “don’t hit it too much before you get high.”

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it's been thirty minutes since you’d taken that edible and smoked with shinso. when the edible first kicked in, you were dancing, singing, and laughing your lungs out. but after that, you felt tired and out of your mind.

you were sitting on the backyard stairs with your head on the railing. your closed your eyes and your head felt into your knees. “i need a nap,” you slur to yourself.

“indeed you do,” a voice arose from behind you.

you slid your head over to peak at who it was and saw it was shinso, “how can you enjoy smoking and taking edibles when it makes you feel like this?” you take a sip of your water.

“you’re just lightweight, and i actually have a tolerance.” he looks down at you while smirking. “do you want me to take you home?” he asks.

you nod and stand up slowly to meet eyes with shinso. he grabs your hand and walks you to his car. he opens the passenger door for you, and you sit in the car. he gets into the driver's seat and starts the engine. at this point, you were asleep for about 20 minutes until you woke up in a different dorm room.

you were lying in someone’s bed, it was still dark outside, the lights were on in the room, and you were still in your clothes from the party. you sat up and saw shinso walk into the room with a small smile on his face and a bag in his hand.

“finally awake, sleepy head. you’re a real deep sleeper,” he adds. he places the bag on his desk and hands you a cold bottle of water, pills, and a snack.

“here,” he tosses the water on the bed right next to you, “figured you might need these since this is your first time getting high.”

you stand up at his desk to pick up the pills and take both at the same time. “thanks, shinso.” you smile at him.

he nods, “it’s no problem.” he sits down at the edge of his bed man spread. “you’re really cute, y’know that y/n?” he asks you rhetorically.

you turn to him with a mouth full of water, quickly swallowing it with wide eyes. “you think so?” a faint tint of red spreads across your smiling cheeks.

“i know so,” he checks out your body. he’s never usually the lovey-dovey type, especially for a broad he met a couple of weeks ago. but you felt different, he didn’t have that “one-night stand” type of vibe with you. everything was always raw, and pure, and just—you.

and now seeing you, being able to talk alone, seeing the type of person you are with your friends, how you handle yourself, and the way you interact, turned him on hard.

and you weren’t sure if it was the weed making you feel horny and flirty, but maybe it helped you step out of your comfort zone and unleash your true feelings towards him. this finally wasn’t going to be the scenario where you crush on a guy but never make a move to interact.

the silence was loud but sensual. it wasn’t awkward, more so you guys were practically reading each other's minds while staring at each other’s lips. both of your eyes were low and seductive looking, practically undressing each other.

you walk in between shinso’s legs. his arms found your waist under your jacket while your hands were around him. “i don’t know if the weed is doing this, but you look very kissable right now,” you giggle.

“well, i hope it’s not and that you actually just wanna kiss me, cause i’ve been thinking about kissing you.” he looks up at you again.

you giggle before you lean in to give him a kiss, holding both sides of his jaw as his reels you in closer by the waist. he opens up his covers and leans back to his pillow and lays himself down as you crawl on top of him.

both of your legs were on either side of him while underneath the covers, you two passionately kissing. his hand lazily fell onto your hips. he slid his tongue into your mouth while you signaled for him to take his shirt off.

he holds himself up with one arm, grabbing onto your waist as he flips you over. he looks down at you for a second. “you’re not still high, are you?” he lets out a sharp breath.

you shake your head, “i don’t feel weird anymore, no.” you plaster a small smile on your face.

“and you’re sure you want to do this?” he asks reassuringly. you nod, “i need a yes or no y/n,”

“yes shinso,” you giggle quietly. with your approval, he takes his shirt off in a swift motion, revealing his tight washboard abs.

he looks down at you for a second with a smirk. “you gon' take off your clothes, or you want me to?” your eyes widen. “oh—yeah, i forgot,” you laugh nervously.

you unzip your jacket and put it on the floor next to his bed, you take off your shirt and pile it next to your jacket. shinso grabs a condom from his pocket and puts it on.

"you already have one in your pocket? were you planning on this already?" you chuckled. he shook his head with a small laugh, "somethin' like that,"

once you take off your pants and underwear, shinso hovers over top of you with a shaky breath. “are you a virgin?” you nod, “are you?” “would it ruin the mood if i said no?”

you shook your head, “then no,” he exhales an airy chuckle. he positions himself against your entrance, “uhm, this might hurt a little since you're new, but only for a little. you can hold onto my hand if you want to.” you nod and grab his hand and intertwine it with yours.

he slowly inserts himself inside of you, making you furrow your eyebrows a little. he watches as his member disappears inside of you and looks back up to see if you were okay. “okay, i’m just gonna stay here for a little until it feels comfortable, you alright?”

“yeah, i’m okay.” you take a deep breath while looking up at him. he lowers his head down to give you a couple of kisses on the lips and on your neck, him inhaling the perfume you sprayed earlier.

“i’m gonna start moving,” he moves up to your lips again as he slowly motions in and out inside of you. you let out small moans as the pain shifts into pleasure the more he thrusts into you.

soon, shinso starts to pick up a rhythm and picks up the pace of his thrusts. he lets out whiny grunts as his head falls in the crook of your neck, planting soft kisses and leaving hickeys on his neck.

your moans grow louder. “nngh~ fuck shinso,” you pant, holding onto his wrists. he lets out a small chuckle, “you sound so sexy saying my name like that,” he compliments while kissing your ear.

once again, he picks up the pace, this time more powerful and intense. “damn, you're so wet y/n.” he chokes on his own moan, your hand lands onto his chest as your eyes fight not to roll to the back of your head.

“right there, shinso,” you plead, you voice small and soft. “right there.” his eyes fall back onto you and he kisses you aggressively. “you close pretty?”

you nod, “yeah, i’m about to cum,” you let out a lewd moan.

shinso kept thrusting in and out of you. he could feel you clenching onto him, causing him to reach his climax too. you both came at the same time, moaning and grunting together. shinso finishes inside his condom and quickly disposes of it and collapses next to you in a pant.

he brushes his hair back and looks over at you, “shit,” he breathes, “that felt so good.” you look over at him too, your hair a little puffy and your cheeks flushed red. “yeah, that was good.” you giggle.

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