unprompted!

             THE BMI hero wasn’t expecting to hear Hawks coming in and even less a care package. He scrambles when he hears ‘CATCH!’ And starts looking around in the sky where it’s coming from until he’s able to catch the crisps— Well, it was more so it bumps against his hands, fumbles and then lands on his stomach which instinctively he activates his quick so that he absorbed the bag. Which all in all left Taishiro a bit confused as to where it went as he went in a small circle in place looking for it. But once he figures it out he lets the chips fall out and he catches them, lifting it up in the air with a smile.

“Caught it!!” 

He says, pleased and enthusiastic as he holds his token of victory. He looks down once the other hero perks up and speaks and with equal joy he nods. 

“...!”

Upon entering their living quarters until the following day, Adrianna had very little reaction to the room. Aside from the pure, existentialist dread which left her speechless. It weren’t just the significantly reduced size of the room, but the singular bedding arrangement as well which majorly threw her off. As if having her travel accommodations wasn’t enough, she was also thrown in this sort of predicament without any sort of warning?

“...This is unacceptable, i was told it would be a suite.” she mutters underneath her breath, only half acknowledging the man’s presence. Her first instinct was to take out her phone and rapidly dial one of her contacts. They answered quickly and for the following two minutes she’d had a very spirited conversation in Italian. She was mindful enough not to raise her voice, but from her tone alone it was obvious there was no solution besides the one they were currently receiving.

Only after she’d hung up the call with a prolonged, frustrated sigh, did she fully return her attention to the man in her company. He said something about her taking the bed and he’ll sleep on the floor, right? Well, that was awfully generous, truly it was, but the situation was slightly more complicated than that.

This is you after I trap you in the selfcare zone. ^

Shinsou stares at the box with genuine shock on his face. He was so used to his birthdays being at best silent days with a baked treat that he made himself to the worst of being harassed for being born. No one had ever given him a gift before. Even the few tokens he received from the few foster kids who didn't avoid him were items unwanted. Maybe before his quirk developed his biological parents threw him parties and lavished him in gifts befitting a small child, but he was too young to remember. No one had ever gotten him a gift with actual thought put into it before.

A warmth spread throughout his body as it sometimes would whenever Aizawa or Mic would do something unexpected that made this weird fluttering rise in his stomach. The mask he wore broke as it had been breaking more and more. Shinsou smiled softly; his mouth turning into a natural grin that spoke not of amusement but genuine happiness. The student closed his eyes and rubbed the back of his head in slight embarrassment, not really knowing how to handle this unexpected situation.

"Thanks...I've never really...gotten a birthday gift ya know?"

He looked down at the wrapped box and that warm smile grew a tad larger.

"So...y-ya I'll take care of it. Promise."

oh hi! im gonna make myself comfy here once again ;3

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‘ sun ’ for a good morning starter { from Aizawa, if that's alright! }

“ School hasn’t even started and already you look warn down Mr. Aizawa. “