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[wasabii-chan]

Late Nights with Sero — ☆

A/N: I wish someone would make me horchata (｡•́︿•̀｡)

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“It’s already 1 AM?..”

You stared at your phone, the blue light from the phone dimly lighting the area around you. Grabbing another handful of chips, you silently sat on a counter in the dorm kitchen, blinking sleepily at your phone.

As you began to somewhat doze off, the kitchen light. “Hm..?” You hummed, looking up at the doorway as you rubbed your eyes. “Why’re you awake Sero..?” You asked, slowly sliding off the counter.

“The real question is why are you awake?” He asked, leaning against the doorway to the kitchen. You softly shrugged, yawning into your hand. “I guess I just couldn’t sleep.”

Glancing around the kitchen, he stepped towards you. “I think I have a fix for that.” He stated, crosses his arms as he stood in front of you. You looked up at him in confusion. “And that is?”

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“So what’s in this again?” You questioned, eyeing the mug in front of you.

“Condensed milk, rice, cinnamon, water and vanilla.” He said, placing a few used dishes in the sink. “And is this something you came up with?” He turned to you, giving you a small grin.

“Nope. My mom taught me how to make it. It’s a Mexican drink, just think of the leftover milk when you eat cinnamon cereal.” You nodded, slowly lifting the cup to your mouth.

He watched as you took a few sips, taking the time to fully register the taste. “This is really good Sero.” He sighed, coming to stand next to you. “Good, I thought I would’ve messed it up.”

You shook your head, taking another sip. “It’s delicious. Kinda like hot chocolate but better.” He chuckled, glancing at you. “It’s supposed to be cold, but my mom heats it up sometimes.”

Before you knew it, you had completely emptied the mug. The heat had already taken it’s effect, leaving you yawning repeatedly.

“So why are you awake Sero?” You asked, walking to place the mug in the sink. “Studying.” He replied quickly. “Studying..for what?” He nervously looked around, scratching the back of his head.

“Stuff. Yeah, stuff ya’ know?” You walked back, stopping to stand in front of him. “Well, I could help with this studying.”

He softly shook his head, resting his hand upon yours. “No thanks, I got it.” You slowly nodded, smiling up at him. “Well uh..I should head to sleep.”

“Yeah.” He said as you softly waved and walked towards the doorway. He walked behind you until you both got to the dorm elevators.

“Hey uh..ya’ know you can call me the next time you have trouble sleeping?” He mumbles, nervously grinning at you.

You turned around, nodding at him. “Of course. And what about you, call me next time you need help studying “stuff”?” A small wave of red begand to rise to his face as he nodded quickly.

“Of course I’ll call you.” He said, walking up to another elevator. “Well, goodnight then Sero.” You said before stepping into the elevator.

“Yeah. Goodnight Y/N.”

[wasabii-chan]

VALENTINES DAY WITH KENMA— ☆

a/n: This is my first fanfic so I apologize if it’s bad-

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Kenma never cared for holidays like this. Anytime Kuroo mentioned them he’d always respond with “It’s pretty much pointless..” And it was pointless, that is until he met you.

He stood in front of a flower shop, looking around for anyone who might recognize him. He had purposely came later in the day, to avoid any crowds. Before stepping in he sighed and hurriedly walked through the door. He was hit with a smell of multiple types of flowers.

Walking through the different aisles, he racked his brain for any ideas on which to get. He glanced over to the register as he walked through the last aisle. Slowly walking to the counter, he hit a small golden bell on the countertop.

An older woman rushed over, breathing heavily as she adjusted her glasses. “How may I help you?” She said softly, tilting her head to the side. “I-uh…I need flowers..” He muttered under his breath, gazing at the floor shyly.

“Oh, for Valentine’s Day I assume! Well what types are you looking for? We have roses, gardenias, carnations..” He listened as she went on to name off more flowers. “Do ya’ have any yellow ones?”

She nodded, turning around to walk down an aisle. “Follow me, I’ll show you some.” He quickly followed behind her as she searched the shelves. He pointed to a bouquet, looking at her. “What about those?” She looked at the bouquet and smiled.

“Those are Ranunculus flowers, we have very few yellows ones around, but they are popular for gifts for loved ones.” He nodded as she softly grabbed the bouquet. “I’ll buy those then..”

“Alright, well follow me then, I’ll wrap them up for you.” He followed her back to the counter as she quickly wrapped the flowers in a pale pink paper. She handed them to him after he payed, giving him a small smile.

“Have a good day sir.” He replied with a soft “You too.”, before leaving the store. As he walked away, he found himself smiling to himself.

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“Y/N, I’m home.” He said as he quietly pryed his shoes off. “I’m in the kitchen Ken’.” He smiled at the smell of curry wafting through the air. He walked into the kitchen and crept up behind you, wrapping an arm around your torso.

“Cookin’ dinner?” You nodded as you mixed around the curry in the pot. He nuzzled his face against your neck, sighing softly. “Smells s’good.” You smiled widely, turning your head to press a soft kiss to his cheek.

“Oh yeah, I got ya’ something..” He muttered, taking a step back. “Ooh, really?” You asked turning around excitedly. He nodded as he slowly held out the bouquet of flowers.

You froze, staring at the flowers before your eyes started to wet with tears. His eyes widened as he nearly dropped the bouquet. “I’m sorry, do you not like them? I knew I should’ve gotten somethin’ else-“

“Their absolutely beautiful.” You said, softly prying the bouquet from his hand, leaning in to smell the flowers. “I love them Ken’.” You said as a few tears rolled down your cheeks.

He sighed as he waled to you, wiping your tears before pulling you into a hug. “So dramatic..you had me worried..”, he mumbled before pressing a kiss onto your head.

As you two hugged, only ome thought ran through Kenma’s mind.

“Maybe this isn’t so pointless..”

[wasabii-chan]

Random BNHA Drabbles

A/N: It’s 4AM, and I feel bad for taking forever to upload 😢😢

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“Izuku?”

“Yeah?” You stared at the green haired male, watching as he softly muttered under his breath while scribbling away in a notebook.

“Do you like me?” He froze, dropping the pen in his hand as he turned towards you. “Why would you ask that?” You blinked at him innocently, resting your chin on the small pillow in your lap.

“I’m just wondering.” You watched as his expression changed from worried to confused. “Wait..you want to know if I like you?” You nodded quickly at him. “Pretty much.”

He squinted at you, tilting his head to the side. “So I dated you for years, proposed to you, and then had a kid with you, who must I remind you is sleeping in the next room over. And you ask if I like you?

“Yeah. Just wondering if you still like me.” You mumbled, leaning your head back to gaze at the ceiling.

You listened as footsteps grew nearer before Midoriya’s bright green hair and light brown freckles came into your view. He placed a palm on your forehead, eyebrows furrowing together in concern.

“Are you sick? I can go grab you medicine? Or I could call Kacchan to babysit while I take you to the hospital. Or are you upset with m-“

You sighed, quickly clamping a hand over his mouth. “Calm down motor-mouth, just feels nice for you to say ya’ like me.” You stated, lowering your hand back into your lap.

“…so your not upset with me?” He whispered to you. “Not at all ‘Zuku.” Sighing heavily, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Oh thank god. I thought I was in trouble.”

You giggling softly, leaning forward to bump his forehead against yours softly. “So do you like me or no?” You questioned, smiling at him warmly.

“Of course I do.”

[wasabii-chan]

“I’ve Always Loved You..” — ☾

A/N: Idk I felt like writing Midoriya angst

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Midoriya is used to disappointment by now. Disappointing others, and being disappointed himself. So of course this would happen. It was bound to.

“Izuku, it’s me. Can I come in” You stated, softly knocking on his apartment door. After a few moments of silence you sighed heavily. “Listen, I don’t know what’s wrong, and I just wanted to make sure your okay.”

You began to walk back towards the stairwell before hearing a small click, turning around to watch the door open.

“You can come in..”

You walked into a surprisingly clean apartment. It was almost a bit too clean. You went and sat down on his couch. Patting the area next to you. “Do you want to talk about it?”

He slowly walked over to you, sitting down softly. You noticed the light bags under his eyes, and how his hair was messier than normal. You turned to face him completely, resting your hands in your lap.

“You can tell me what happened Izuku.”

He sighed, glancing at you. “Um..she broke up with me..thats all.” He mumbled quietly. You frowned, shaking your head lightly. “Of course she did..don’t worry Izuku, you don’t need to dwell on it-“

“You don’t understand okay? What would you know about something like this?” He snapped, glaring at you. “Izuku, I was just saying obsessing over it won’t fix anything.”

Rolling his eyes he got up, walking to his kitchen. You followed him reluctantly. “I wasn’t saying you couldn’t be upset, but you need to get to a point where you can move on.” You explained, leaning against a counter.

He rummaged through the fridge, muttering to himself. “Izuku don’t ignore me. I get you don’t agree, but someone had to say it.” Abruptly slamming the fridge shut, he lightly shoved you out the way to go back into the living room.

“Here’s a tip Y/N, stop trying to give me advice on something you know nothing about.” You scoffed crossing your arms.

“I know something about this, I’m not 11. Your acting like your the only one who’s had a relationship!”

“Well have you been dumped?” He questioned, sitting back onto the couch.

“No, but-“

He cut you off, avoiding all eye contact with you. “Then just shut up.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, biting your bottom lip. “What is your problem? You get dumped and now you get to mope all day? You obviously haven’t showered in a while, you’ve locked yourself in here. And now your throwing a temper tantrum!”

“See, this is why guys don’t stick with you for long! You think you know everything Y/N. What do you know about loving someone for them to completely walk over those feelings!”

The room stilled, silence setting into the atmosphere. “..a lot actually.” You croaked out, tears settling in your eyes.

“Oh please, expand on that.” He said, staring at you.

“I don’t know Izuku, maybe the guy I’ve been friends with forever was either too blind or just stupid to see how I feel about him. Oh, but he always makes sure to tell me all about his wonderful girlfriend-“

“What are you talking about Y/N?”

“Don’t interrupt me. You asked a question and I’m answering. I told him she wasn’t good for him, and look where he is now, in his apartment all alone, by himself. So the truth is, I’ve always loved you Izuku. And you never cared.” You wiped the tears that threatened to spill with your hand, shooting him a faux smile.

“Is that good enough for you. Because if so, I’ll be on my way.” You declared, making your way towards the door. He hurried after you, attempting to grab your wrist. “Y/N wait-“

You snatched your arm away, turning the door knob. “Goodbye Izuku.” He grabbed your arm once more, turning you towards him. “Y/N just look at me, please.” He begged, leaning down to meet your eyes.

“I said goodbye.” You said before shoving him away and walking out the door. “I think it’s better if we don’t talk to each other for a while Izuku.”

“Y/N, please wait, we can talk this out okay? Come back inside.”

“Hopefully you sort yourself out Izuku. Goodbye.”

And here it had happened again. Disappointment. But this time he had disappointed you.

[wasabii-chan]

SNACK RUNS WITH SHINSOU — ☆

A/N: Another random drabble I thought of-

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“Psst..Y/N wake up..Y/N I’m freezing my ass off, open the window!”

You raised your head from your pillow looking around, your vision still clouded over with sleep. “Ten more minutes dad..I won’t be late..” You mumbled to yourself as you began to lay back down.

“Y/N! Hurry up and open the window!” You sighed and threw your legs over the side of the bed, covering your mouth as you yawned. After a few seconds of stretching your arms out, you turned your head to the window.

Your eyes widened as you hurriedly rushed to the window. “Shinsou what are you doing!” You fumbled to open your window before you finally managed to pry it open.

“God, it’s freezing outside..” He muttered, rubbing his hands against his arms.

You sighed and closed the window, shivering slightly as the cold breeze met your skin. “What are you doing here Shinsou?”

“Here to see ya’ of course.” He said standing up as he flashed you a small smile. You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. “Your supposed to be in the 2-A dorms. Not here. Besides it’s literally 1 in the morning.”

He brushed himself off before taking a seat onto your bed. “And how is time relative to when I wanna see ya’?” You sat down beside him, brushing a few stray strands of hair from your face.

“Did you need something Shinsou?” You asked, turning to look at him. “It’s nothin’ really.” He replied softly as he nervously scratched at his hand. “C’mon Shinsou, you can tell me.”

“Wanna go get snacks?”

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Normally you would never do anything like this. You had always gotten good grades, listened to your parents, anything anyone could’ve asked from you. In other words, you were a pushover.

Until you met Hitoshi Shinsou. You two had first met at the sports festival, exchanging few words before parting back to your respective classes. You could say you had developed a small crush.

The more you talked to him, the more you realized how tense you were. He was so laid-back, choosing when, where, and how he did things. And it was obvious he was starting to rub off on you.

The both of you walked down the street, towards a small convienence store that stood down the street from the school gates. The sign glowed a fluorescent green, contrasted by the large white letters.

As you approached the doors, Shinsou softly grabbed your hand, pulling you through and into the vast aisles. “So what shall we get, my lovely acquaintance?”

You giggled lightly, smiling widely at him. “Well, would soda and oh who knows, weirdly-flavored chips suit a gentleman like you? You said before the two of you burst into a small fit of laughter. He nodded, regaining his breath. “I would love that.”

You both set off in separate aisles to grab said items. You grabbed the sodas from a cooler, grinning to yourself as you also grabbed a couple tubs of ice cream. You closed the door, gazing into the reflection of the glass.

“Boo!”

You jumped in surprise as you quickly turned around. “I scared ya’ didn’t I?” Shinsou said, grinning from ear to ear.

You lightly shoved him, scoffing at his childish behavior. “You scared me!”

“That’s the point, honey.” You rolled your eyes, glancing at the bags of chips in his arms. “Ready to go?” He nodded, turning around to walk towards the counter.

As the young woman behind the register scanned your items, she looked at the both of you, smiling sweetly. “You two are a lovely couple.” You and Shinsou shared a quick glance, a soft shade of red covering both your faces.

Muttering a small “Thank you.”, the two of you made your way out the store, carrying the small white bags around your arms. “You and me should go out together more.” Shinsou said, looking at you and smiling.

“Are you asking me on a date Shinsou?” You said grinning at him. “I guess I am Y/N.” You looked at him, quickly nodding your head.

“Of course I’d go on a date with you…”

[wasabii-chan]

We’re Meant To Be, We Just Need To Give It Some Time -♡

Sorry for disappearing.

EDIT!! I FORGOT TO SAY THIS IS ON MY A03 I PROMISE I DIDN'T STEAL IT YALL😭😭

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Silence. The tavern almost seemed to be frozen in time by how quiet it was. The busy crowd of people that night had just left a few hours ago, leaving Diluc alone in the tavern to close up. But he didn’t mind at all, he preferred when the tavern was empty. No requests to take, no drinks to hand out. And definitely no drunk customers to deal with. Within an hour, he’d cleaned up the tables, moving on to clean glasses behind the bar counter. He stood behind the counter wiping a glass down. Sighing softly, he turned around to place the glass on its respective shelf before hearing the soft noise of the tavern door opening. He once again sighed, raising his voice slightly towards the door. “I’m sorry but we’re closed now.”

“Oh really, even for someone as special as me?”

Diluc quickly turned around, frowning slightly. His eyes locked with bright blue ones, eyes of which could only belong to one person.

“Get out, Tartaglia. My tavern is no place for a harbinger.” Diluc hissed between his teeth, clenching his fists. Tartaglia grinned, stepping even further into the tavern. “Oh, come on, Master Diluc. Make an exception just this once. I’ve been busy all day and I’m quite tired, cut me some slack, hm?”

Not even five minutes of Tartaglia being in the tavern and Diluc was already getting a migraine. “Last time I let you stay here after closing time, I was here until sunrise . Now, leave before I force you out. I would like to get an adequate amount of sleep tonight.” Tartaglia dramatically stuck out his bottom lip, batting his eyes at Diluc. He pulled out one of the stools that stood at the bar counter, pulling it out. Sitting down, he propped his elbows onto the counter. “Now, now Master Diluc. Don’t act like you despise me now, don’t you remember what happened last week? You got so drunk and-”

“If you're going to stay here, don’t say anything that might annoy me. Which means you’d better not speak at all. Now what do you want, a drink?” Tartaglia chuckled, trailing his finger along the edge of the counter. “I thought you didn’t want me to speak?” Diluc shot him a glare, eye twitching slightly. Raising his hands in defense, Tartaglia smiled softly. “Fine, fine. if you insist. How about…some of that expensive Fire Water I heard you talking about? I’ve only ever heard about it back home, I can only imagine how good it must be. Besides, if I get drunk, I’d only want you to take care of me~.”

Diluc grabbed the bottle of Fire Water, slamming it down on the counter. “Say one more idiotic thing, and you're out.” Nodding Tartaglia leaned forward against the counter. He watched as Diluc grabbed a glass, pouring the Fire Water into it. After closing the bottle up, Diluc pushed the glass towards Tartaglia.

“Thanks a lot, Diluc.” Tartaglia whispered quietly. Diluc raised an eyebrow at him in confusion. Tartaglia stared at him for a few seconds before shaking his head quickly. “I meant for the drink and for um, letting me stay in the tavern late. Hell, for even letting me in the tavern. I know you hate the Fatui and all, so thank you for not automatically kicking me out. If you don’t mind me asking, why do you hate the Fatui so much?"

Diluc stood silently as he looked away from Diluc. He blinked a few times, inhaling sharply. “I-...I guess I can tell you, you're not of any importance in my life anyways. But, if I tell you this, do you promise not to mention it to anyone. Ever.” Tartaglia nodded, taking a sip of his drink. “I promise. This is a private matter, it’d be rude to tell anyone such things."

Diluc turned around, grabbing another glass. He poured a glass of Fire Water, taking a sip from it. He cleared his throat, glancing at Tartaglia. “Excuse me, it’ll be better if I drink a little for this. You see, it has to do with my father. A long time ago he..he passed away. He died a very loyal man…he protected me and my brother from a very evil being long ago. Ursa the Drake, I assume you’ve heard of the tale. Me and my brother ran across it while in the woods one day, and at the time neither of us stood a chance to defend ourselves. Luckily my father came along just in time, and fought it off. At the cost of his own life though, Only because of that damned delusion..” Diluc took another sip of his drink, slamming the glass down. “If the Fatui never made those delusions, my father would still be alive. In the long run, your organization is the reason my father is dead. Is that enough of an explanation for you?”

Tartaglia slowly nodded, taking a long sip of his drink. He softly set his glass down before speaking. “I’m sorry. About your father. I really am. I too, know the effects of a delusion. I use one, even knowing its risks. And what the Fatui did, giving him the delusion, wasn't right. But you truly must believe me, not all of us Fatui members have malicious intentions. I would hope that even through the pointless fights I’ve put you through, I’d be a good example of the good Fatui members.”

A few moments of silence passed between the two. Diluc took another sip of his drink, abruptly stopping when he heard a soft sniff come from the man across from him. “...are you…crying?” Tartaglia shook his head, shooting Diluc a weak smile. He looked away, rubbing his eyes with one hand. “I’m so sorry..god, why am I even crying? I’m really sorry, I don’t know why I’m acting like this.”

Diluc nodded slowly, watching as the other man wiped his tears away. He sighed softly, holding his hands out across the counter. “Hey. Let me see your hands.” Tartaglia looked at him curiously before Diluc grabbed his hands roughly. “...My dad used to do this. To calm me down.” Diluc bit the inside of his cheek as he slowly rubbed his thumbs across the back of Tartaglia’s hands. Tartaglia looked up at Diluc, heat rising to his face. Diluc glanced at him, quickly looking away once he saw the blush on Tartaglia’s face. “I um…I was lying earlier.”

“Huh?” Tartaglia narrowed his eyes in confusion. Sighing out heavily, Diluc whispered under his breath. “When I said you weren’t of any importance in my life. Especially with what’s happened between us these past few months..” He looked back at Tartaglia, who was now grinning widely. “What are you grinning about?” Tartaglia shook his head slowly. “I’m just guessing this means…you're a little interested in me?”

“You could say so. But as you know-”

“Yeah, yeah. Your reputation. I know me and you being…something is impossible. And that’s alright with me.” Tartaglia shot him a smile, pulling his hands away from Diluc. “I should go. Yeah, it’s really late.” Tartaglia stood up, taking the last sip from his glass. Walking towards the door, he turned around to awkwardly wave at Diluc. “I guess I’ll see you around…?” Diluc nodded, clearing his throat.

“See you around, Tartaglia.”

[wasabii-chan]

Kirishima Drabble

A/N: I’m so sorry for not posting I’ve had epic writers block😭😭 Hopefully you enjoy this though!

(Also credit to itzsophieesv for the gifs headers, their so cute😍)

“Why do you even like me?”

The redhead abruptly turned towards you, a look of confusion splayed across his face. He stared at you for a few seconds before opening his mouth to talk. “It’s just a question Kiri.”

“I didn’t even say anything yet. But why are ya’ asking such a silly question anyways?” You shrugged, glancing around the room. “Dunno, just curious.”

“Well, would you like the whole truth, or shortened truth?” He asked, scooting towards you. You paused, quietly thinking. “How long would the whole truth take?”

“Forever. Thats how long I could spend talking about you.” You lowered your head, a soft blush spreading across your cheeks. “Then um, shortened truth.”

He nodded, running a hand through his hair. “Well first we can start with how pretty you are. Your hair matches your face perfectly, plus your eyes are absolutely stunning. I always end up staring at them when your talking.”

You started to smile to yourself as he spoke, a warm feeling forming inside your chest. “Is that all?” He gently shook his head, reaching out to grab ahold of your hand. “Of course not.”

“I also think your voice is the most amazing thing to listen to. Your laugh makes my entire day better. Not to mention your sense of humor is amazing-“

You quickly smacked a hand over his mouth, as you covered your face with your other to cover the blush across your face. “I think I get the point Kiri’.”

He pried your hand away, a lopsided grin plastered onto his face. “Those are just very few reasons why I like you.” He states before wrapping an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into a tight hug.

“Well Kiri’, I’m glad you settled for me.”

“I’m even more glad I chose you.”

[wasabii-chan]

MOVIE NIGHT WITH DENKI — ☆

A/N: Writing Kaminari stuff is so fun sometimes ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

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“Everyone, it’s time for bed.”

A rumble of groans and complains erupted as Aizawa rolled his eyes in annoyance. “You all should’ve been watching the time.” Iida stood up, turning to face the class, nodding along as Aizawa spoke.

“I did remind you all 10 minutes ago, and nobody acknowledged me. Besides, having a sleep schedule will help some of you with your bad grades.” He said, glaring directly at Denki and Ashido.

“Iida, I think reprimanding them is my job.” Aizawa whispered to him. “Now, everyone head to your dorms. If I hear any noise, it’s detention for the rest of the month. Especially from you four.”

He muttered, pointing at the iconic troublemakers, Sero, Denki, Ashido, and Kirishima. They all sunk lower into the common room couch, groaning out a subtle “Yes Mr.Aizawa..”

“Now go to your dorms.” He said before turning around to head to his own room. As his footsteps receded into the hallway, Iida began to shoo each student off into their dorms, which he of course felt he had done perfectly, as usual.

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“Shh, quiet before he hears us!” Denki whispered with a hand over your mouth as he glanced back at the door. You harshly swatted at his hand, face turning red from the lack of oxygen.

“Oh crap sorry!” He exclaimed, removing his hand from your mouth as you gasped for air. “What is wrong you?” You said, giving him a stern glare.

“Well we can’t exactly have Iida knowing about our movie night, now can we Y/N.” You sighed, softly plopping down onto his bed. “Movie night?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Yep. Movie night. Comedy or the crappy romance ones?” He asked as he walked over to his drawer, pulling out a few movie cases. “Kami, it’s late…but, I guess a crappy romance isn’t too bad.” You said, shooting him a soft smile.

“Good because I have tons of those thanks to Mina.” He walked over to the tv, slipping the disk into a dvd player. As the movie started up, he came and sat next to you on the bed.

“Now lets get this movie night started, how about it?”

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“So, with these movies is it just me, or is the male lead always this cringey?” You laughed lightly, glancing at him. “Yeah their always cringey.” You replied as you went back to eyeing the bright blue screen of the television.

You stifled a yawn, slightly stretching your arms out. Leaning against this wall was really beginning to make your entire body ache. Looking over at Kaminari, you could see how his eyes drooped sleepily.

“Kaminari, we should really head to sleep..” You muttered, rubbing your eye with one hand. “Your probably right. But, won’t Aizawa catch you leaving?” You nodded, softly resting your head against his shoulder.

“So why don’t you stay here..sneak out before class starts?” He mumbled, turning his head to look at you. You again nodded, slowly drifiting into sleep.

Smiling, he slowly grabbed your shoulders, laying your head onto a pillow. After draping a blanket over you, he turned off the tv, wincing at the sudden loss of light.

He stumbled over to the bed, softly laying down next to you. He reached over, brushing hair from your face, exhaling lightly. “We might have to see movies together more often..” He muttered, slowly reaching over to wrap an arm around you.

“Goodnight to you too Kami..” You mumbled, smiling softly.