Jun 21, 2017
the orange man has gone too far, and by "too far" i mean why is he still alive
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the orange man has gone too far, and by "too far" i mean why is he still alive
Before and after 😼
FLUFF WITH ASHIDO MINA
(Came from my oneshots on Wattpad! Also few swear words!)
3rd POV
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THUD!
"Ah, shittt," you groaned out as you sat yourself up on your knees.
I landed face first on the hard floor after tripping over my own shoe. I looked at the shoe and gave a death glare. Why? I don't know. I got up and tossed my shoe to the side, being too lazy to put the shoe in its right place. I went back on your way to the kitchen, ready to make everyone panic that I may burn the water again, even if it was one (1) time. I grumbled at the memory of being scolded by Aizawa and then Bakaugo. I play some romantic music, even though I'm single as fuck-
I grab flour and three (3) eggs, ready to make pasta. I heard some footsteps coming downstairs and looked out of the kitchen and saw Mina. I smiled at her and blushed (if you can't, like me, you look away in embarrassment, idk.)
"Hey, Mina," I simply said as I placed a few cups of flour on a cutting board, trying not to make a mess.
"Hi, whatchu cooking, good lookin'," Mina said with a silly little dance to music and smiled at me.
"Just making pasta, nothing much. Wanna help?"
"Yeah!"
She rushed over to my side and cracked an egg on the flour. Only a second after she dipped her finger in the flour and drew a smiley face on my cheek. She giggled and took a picture on her phone.
"Mina...," I whined as she took a picture.
I washed my hands after cracking the eggs. I grabbed a bit of flour and got some on her face. She gasped in a dramatic matter, only to throw flour at me. One thing led to another and we both were laughing at the mess on the floor and on our faces.
"You look like you came from an explosion!"
"You look like you went to war!"
After giggling and laughing, you both went silent. The music was still playing and you both had that one look of love. As if you both had the same thought, you held each other closed and danced to the music.
"We still have to clean up, ya know."
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