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Mina was just so cheerful that, honestly, Uraraka had a hard time ever feeling blue around her. Aside from Deku and Iida, she was the only one she trusted with her...ahem...situation. And even then, she was the only one she told about the tears. How she cried so much after that fight. How she didn’t stop until her tear ducts ran dry and her eyelids swelled shut.
And that’s why they were currently sitting cross-legged next to each other beside Uraraka’s bed, a gallon of Rocky Road icecream in each of their laps. Mina had demanded they spend the weekend together, dealing with those negative emotions the only way that made sense: burying them in cheesy movies and excessive amounts of junk food.
Thankfully, the toll that their Quirks took on their bodies actually allowed them to eat like pigs without fear of getting incredibly fat, even if Uraraka generally maintained a low appetite so she didn’t puke so much if she overtaxed her Quirk’s limits. Especially on days she purposely taxed it. Mina had been present for a few training sessions that...well...went as well as you might expect.
When their conversation that night had turned to boys, she couldn’t help but blush even harder when Deku was brought up. Sure, she’d convinced herself that falling for him was a bad idea, that doing so would only take focus away from her training, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was there.
But there was that one issue. Deku was always so...flustered. Yeah, that’s a good word. He almost never talked to a girl properly, acted like they had three heads or something. Come to think of it, there probably was someone with three heads. She thought it was a second year from the business classes. Sort of a tangent, but eh. Whatever.
Anyway. Deku. She had to admit, it was a bit annoying. She was just Uraraka. She wasn’t scary or anything.
Mina chose to reject that statement harshly.
The way the pink girl had spoken to her, called her strong and smart, it made her cheeks burn even more than thinking about Deku. She almost wanted to curled up in the corner and hide her head, hoping the peppy girl would stop saying such nice things about her. Shining Meteor may have been a cool attack, but it was hardly effective in that match, so did it really matter if it could potentially hurt someone else? What good is an attack anyway if it only works some of the time?
A frown split her lips when Mina said that was why people should be intimidated by her. Sure, she got what she meant to say, that Midoriya’s reasoning was a bit silly, but still. Was she really that scary?
Before she could voice her concerns, Mina had already scooched closer. If her last comment had made the brunette blush, this one made her turn red as a cherry. No, she wasn’t...no, she was far from...she couldn’t be... pretty. The other girls were pretty. Especially Mina. She thought her eyes were like mini stars, glowing with an inner light. And while others may find the pink skin and little horny things weird, Ochako thought they were cute and made her look unique.
She was gorgeous. And Ochako was...
An image of a deflating balloon passed through her mind.
Something like that, probably.
But that was when she dropped the bomb.
Perhaps Uraraka shouldn’t have been zoning out then, as it seemed to make Mina crack a bit. Before she knew it, the pink girl’s hands had her shoulders in a tight grip, and her lips had descended upon hers.
Her first reaction was surprise, her eyes sparking wide open as if she’d been stung by a bee or something. The next was nervousness- that was her first kiss. And it had come so suddenly, she wasn’t quite sure how to react. And it had come from Mina, her best friend.
Her lips were...warm, oddly, despite the cool taste of Rocky Road against her lips. And they were wet. Probably from the icecream. But maybe a little bit from her acid, albeit heavily diluted. Just as she began to calm down and relax against her lips, giving in to the bubbling desire to taste more of the dessert on her lips, the other girl pulled away.
Her lips were left buzzing from the hard kiss, and her thoughts made less sense than a screen door on a battleship. Or was it submarine?
Ochako tilted her head to the side, catching a glimpse of Mina backing away. A slight wave of concern passed through her blank eyes when she saw beads of liquid dripping down the other girl’s cheek- was she crying??
She was too focused on Mina to hear her muttered apology, her thoughts too jumbled to think much more than ‘fire bad, tree pretty’. A small squeak cut through the silence as she scooted over too Mina, throwing her arms around the girl’s neck in a tight hug, pausing a moment to flick away her tears with her finger. When she finally found her voice, she whispered softly, addressing the first thing that came to mind.
“Am I...really that scary?”
There were plenty of others scrambling her brain, but this one stuck out more than the rest. She was worried, perhaps rightly so, that Mina thought she was scary. Why else would she that insist her Shining Meteor attack was grounds to call her intimidating?
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