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Hizashi strolled the dorm halls, hands in his pockets and one earbud in to keep the shadows from getting too eerie. The nice part about having classes of kids who were well-behaved for the most part was how quiet dorm checks were; the downside to it was how quiet dorm checks were. He jumped as a door down an adjoining hallway clacked open, followed by a buzz of hushed conversation. Hizashi poked his head around the corner to see what the hubbub was about.
Shinsou slid out of a door a little way down the passage, hair mussed and eyes glancing from side to side to make sure he wasn’t being seen. Hizashi arched an eyebrow. He hadn’t completely memorized where all of the students had been assigned yet but he was pretty sure Shouta had mentioned Shinsou was on one of the upper floors. Confirming his suspicions, Kaminari’s head poked out of the doorway as Shinsou cleared it, a broad grin on his face.
“You forgot your charger,” Kaminari said in not quite a whisper.
Shinsou rolled his eyes at him. “I told you, the stairs have too many cameras, that’s why we met down here,” he hissed back. Kaminari snorted, holding out a cell phone charger by the plug end.
“I said your charger , not your Chargebolt ,” he replied. Shinsou snatched it from him, his eyes scowling but a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“I’ll text you when I get back.”
“You better.” Kaminari stood up on tiptoe and arched his neck through the crack in the door to give Shinsou a peck on the cheek. A chorus of wolf-whistles and groans came from behind the door. Shinsou flipped the other boys the bird over Kaminari’s head, nearly headbutting Kaminari as he kissed him on the mouth in retaliation. A slightly louder mix of gagging and laughter responded. Hizashi could see this exchange lasting as long as the boys had petty steam and getting progressively more annoying for the others in the hall, so he decided now was probably the time to step in. He cleared his throat and stepped as casually around the corner as he could. Shinsou’s arm shot out, shoving Kaminari back through the door and yanking it shut just shy of his nose. He turned to face Hizashi, expression neutral but the guilty flush in his cheeks apparent even in the dim after-hours light.
“Erm,” he said.
“Evening,” Hizashi said brightly, grinning at him. “Getting your phone charger back from Kaminari?”
“Um. Yes,” Shinsou said slowly. “Sorry, sensei, I know it’s late. Somebody forgot how to tell time, apparently,” he added, shooting the door a meaning look. There came a muffled fart noise from the other side as Kaminari blew a raspberry against the door. Hizashi snickered, turning it into an unconvincing cough.
“No harm, no foul,” he said, waving a hand dismissively. “Just scoot on back to bed and we’ll call it even.” He glanced over his shoulder as if making sure he wouldn’t be overheard, then added, “If you hug the wall near the bathrooms and wait about a minute, you can catch the stairwell cameras during their thirty-second recording reset. If you hustle you should be able to get upstairs without getting caught.” Shinsou raised an eyebrow at him, seeming both surprised and suspicious. Hizashi grinned and winked at him. “You didn’t hear that from me, though,” he said. “Have a good night!” He turned and ambled back down the hall to finish his rounds.
Shouta had sprawled full-out over the staff room sofa in his absence, snoring with his face pressed into the cushion. Hizashi perched on the arm and gently ran his fingers through Shouta’s hair to wake him.
“You took your time,” Shouta yawned, arching up into the touch.
“How will you miss me if I don’t stay gone for a while?” Hizashi teased. Shouta snorted. He shuffled upright just enough for Hizashi to settle on the sofa, then resumed his sprawl on Hizashi’s chest. “I had to stop and impart some secret wisdom on the next generation. You know how it is,” Hizashi admitted. Shouta mumbled something unintelligible back as he tucked his head under Hizashi’s chin. Hizashi kissed the top of his head and closed his eyes to catch a quick nap before his next rounds.