@allslurp sent me the prompt:
cw: none
wordcount: ~ 800
“I’m hungry.”
Shinsou takes a deep breath as he combs Kaminari’s hair on his lap. “That’s why we’re trying to order food.”
“Make it quicker?”
“It would help a lot if you said what you wanted.” Kirishima taps Kaminari’s forehead gently. “Instead of saying what you don’t.”
Kaminari huffs and goes back to chilling on the couch, pulling Shinsou’s hand back onto his hair. “Don’t stop, I like it.”
Shinsou rolls his eyes. “Let’s order teriyaki.”
Kirishima shakes his head. “I ate that today at Fat Gum’s office. What about Thai?”
“We ate that on Monday,” argues Kaminari. “Not good.”
Shinsou has no preference whatsoever. He’s so hungry he’d eat concrete. “Anything is good. Just let’s agree on something.”
“What would you like to eat?” asks Kaminari, reaching up to tug at his hair playfully.
“You do look—” he starts but his stomach grumbles loudly, interrupting him.
Kaminari laughs at him. “Try again.”
“Indian? A good curry sounds good.” Just of it is enough to make him salivate. He can’t quite remember what he had for lunch. Has he had one?
“Pass,” says Kirishima. To Kaminari’s questioning look he says, “We ate that yesterday with Bakugou. How about burgers and fries?”
Shinsou wishes he could say yes but he shakes his head. “Not good.” He’s been out with Midoriya and they had an American themed day with bagels in the morning and burgers at night. “Pizza?”
“Nah, tomorrow’s movie night, we’ll eat pizza then,” says Kaminari. “What else is there?”
Shinsou loves him but if he doesn’t make up his mind soon, he’s going to force him to eat bland oatmeal. “Sushi, then. You like sushi.”
Kaminari hums, leaning his head into Shinsou’s caresses. “Not now, no.”
“Let’s just grab ramen then,” says Kirishima, gulping loudly. “Come on, we can all order different toppings.” He shifts on the couch, resting his head on Shinsou’s shoulder. “Okay?”
Shinsou reaches up with his other hand, tilting Kirishima’s head until he can comfortably press a soft kiss to his lips. Kirishima returns the kiss eagerly – for a whole minute. As a testament of how hungry he is, he pulls away, red eyes glaring down at Kaminari.
“Okay, Kaminari?”
“I don’t want soup. Too… soupy.”
Kirishima makes a frustrated sound and reaches down to flick Kaminari’s nose. “I’m going to bite you if you don’t make up your mind.”
Kaminari’s eyes widen in mischief as he grins up at them. “Oh, is that a threat? Am I supposed to be—” His voice dissolves into laughter as Shinsou tickles his side over the thin cotton shirt he’s wearing.
“You should be terrified.” He pulls his hands back before Kaminari could zap him. “Three seconds to choose or we’re eating convenience store food.”
Kirishima groans in displeasure but Shinsou can’t show mercy now.
Kaminari sits up and turns on the couch. “I have a better idea.”
“Oh, why don’t I like the sound of that,” murmurs Kirishima.
“Let’s raid Kacchan’s stock. It’s Sunday so he cooked something, 100%. If we’re quick, we can get freshly cooked food without anyone the wiser.”
Shinsou blinks at him in surprise. “That sounds like a suicide mission.” He’s already standing up, though.
“Only if he realises it was us!”
Kirishima looks between them, scratching the back of his neck. “It’s unmanly to steal a friend’s food…” But he looks too hungry to be serious about his argument.
“Come on, he’ll just bully Todoroki into ordering him sushi anyway,” waves Kaminari. “And he won’t even know it was us.”
Shinsou hesitates for a long moment then reminds himself of the last time they had practice with Bakugou. “He won’t be able to prove anything. Let’s go.”
“Blasty is such a good cook,” moans Shinsou around a piece of crispy chicken. “It was a great idea, Denki.”
“I know, aren’t I the best?” He smiles brightly and Shinsou’s heart skips a beat. He will never tire of the expression that made him fall in love with him.
Kirishima opens his mouth to agree but he falls silent when there’s a loud noise from under their feet and the whole building seems to shake with it. It’s either a repetition of the Big Midoriya Boom or Bakugou’s discovered his food is missing.
“KAMINARIIIIII!”
Oh, it’s the latter. Shinsou calmly gulps his food down. “I think we’d better run.”
“I agree,” laughs Kaminari, trying to grab as many plates as he can.
It might not be the most heroic thing but as they leave Kaminari’s room, Shinsou hands a plate to Todoroki with a smile. “This is for you.”
Todoroki grabs the plate, confusion written all over his face but Shinsou leaves him before he could ask about the food. It’s enough of a distraction to delay Bakugou who’s stamping up the stairs, crying bloody murder.
“IcyHot, what the fuck is that in your hand?”
“I think your katsudon,” is the last thing Shinsou hears before the elevator doors close behind them.
One thing is certain – Bakugou won’t kill Todoroki. Probably.
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