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Class A was done with Kirishima’s and Bakugou’s pinning. It was their third year, and they were about to scream at them about how obliviousness. Ok that was just Mina, but they were all annoyed about their obliviousness.
Then there was the bet. Well there was multiple bets, but their was the highest. It started out as a joke last year.
“You know I would make so much money if we betted on who would become couples,” Aoyoma joked
“That’s not a bad idea,” Hagakure giggled
“Let’s do it,” Mina said
Despite Iilda’s protest it become a thing. So far only one couple they betted on became a thing, but there was a handful of other of ships. Currently the Kiribaku was a total of 450,000 yen. Only the YaoJirou came close at 200,000 yen. Shinsou held all the money, and the book filled with all their bets was in the kitchen.
So when Bakugou, and Kirishima came into the common room side by side they were all curious. It wasn’t that uncommon for them come into the common room together. Though Bakugou was wearing a Crimson Riot hoodie. Kirishima was wearing his hair down. Sure that wasn’t that weird. Though when it wasn’t spiked up it was usually in a ponytail. Even when it was down it was pinned back. Today it was down, and not pinned back in any way.
‘Covering his neck,’ Mina noted.
Bakugou went into the kitchen to make breakfast. Did it finally happen? It wouldn’t be the first false call. However, Bakugou was wearing Kirishima’s Crimson Riot hoodie, and cooking him breakfast. This would usually be prime teasing material the romantic, and sexual tension of the past week had been suffocating. There was also a look in their eyes. It was... gooey? It’s weird to call a look gooey, but that what it was.
Was this it? Did they finally get together?
Other than Bakugou, and Kirishima the one who would know probably would be Shoji. He was next to Kirishima, and if a live confession did go down he might have heard it.
Mina turned to Shoji. He was across the room, eating breakfast at the table by the couches, and tv with Koda, Tokoyami, Satou, Hagakure, and Ojiro.
Their eyes meet.
‘Did they?’ Her eyes asked
Shoji’s eyes scrunched up in confusion. Mina sighed, and she tilted her head towards Kirishima. Shoji seemed to get what she was saying, and shrugged.
‘Ugggh,’ Mina mentally screamed.
The others at his group seems confused by their non verbal communication. She didn’t see, or hear anything, but she saw Hagakure sit up a little, and Tokoyami looking over at the Bakusquad table.
Kaminari, and Sero plopped down at their table. Kaminari seemed like he was still half asleep. Sero was just barley more awake. They must have spent the night playing video games as they often do on weekends.
Sero seemed to sense her frustration, and raised an eyebrow to her. Her head tilted to Kirishima next to her, who was still on his phone oblivious to anything. Sero who was still confused was about to verbally ask her what was going on. Mina stood up, and waved at him to follow her. They went to the kitchen, and Mina opened the fridge. She took out the orange juice, and motion to Bakugou.
When he saw Kirishima’s hoodie his eyes went wide.
“Did-,” he asked, but was cut off with Mina putting her hand over his mouth and shrugging.
Shinsou walked into the kitchen, and grabbed two mugs. He saw Mina, and Sero and narrow his eyes at them. Sero motion to Bakugou. Shinsou looked at him, and notice Kirishima’s hoodie. Shinsou turned back to them, and smirked. He then continued his mission of getting coffee.
Sero side eyed Bakugou who was still at the stove cooking whatever he was cooking. They made their way back to the ‘Bakusquad table’. Mina noticed that you Midoriya was watching their interactions. She made eye contact with him.
Midoriya tilted his head to Kirishima, and then to the kitchen. He was asking if she knew anything for sure. Once again she shrugged, because she didn’t know anything for sure.
Uraraka noticed, and scrunched her eyebrows. Midoriya noticed, and nodded towards Kirishima. She seemed confused for two seconds, and then lit up. Iida, Todoroki, and Tsuyu seemed to notice. Iida was about to say something, but she silenced him with a wave of her arms. Midoriya tilted his head to the Bakusquad table. Tsuyu seemed to get it, but Todoroki, and Iilda still seemed confused.
Mina walked towards their table, and dropped off the OJ. She knew it wouldn’t seem out of place. Iilda was fueled by OJ. Sero was still by their side.
“We think Bakugou, and Kirishima, well y’know,” she whispered to the table.
She saw Todoroki raise an eyebrow, but she just shrugged.
Aoyama zombie walked into the common room, and seemed to stand straighter when he noticed the possibility of a rumor in the air.
He plopped down next to Hagakure. She leaned closer to him. She couldn’t tell if she was whispering, but by the way he turned to Mina she guess Hagakure let him know what was going on.
Aoyoma eyes were wide, and asking,
‘Is it true?’
Mina put her left hand on her hip, she smiled and shrugged. Aoyoma look sad, and pouted.
She made her way back to the Bakusquad table. Kirishima was talking to Yamomo who was standing by the table with Jirou. Jirou was there talking to Kaminari, who looked less dead due to the coffee that Shinsou got him. When Mina, and Sero sat down Jirou made eye contact with her. A simple question was posed with her glance. Mina just grinned like a mad man, and slightly shrugged.
A small smile rugged at Jirou’s lips, and she made her way to the kitchen. Yamomo made her way to the Dekusquad table to talk to Todoroki.
At last Bakugou came out of the kitchen with two plates. He stopped walking for a moment when he noticed everyone was staring at him. They all stopped staring at him, and went back to their normal conversation. He place down the plates. One down in front of Kirishima, and in front of his empty seat.
“Thanks Kat,”
“No problem,” he grumbled and made his way back to the kitchen.
When he came back into the common room he was holding a book. No not a book, the book.
Mina’s eyes meet Kirishima’s. He widely smile, and started stuffing his face with food.
He walked to the table in, and slammed down the book hard enough to get everyone’s attention.
“Pay up fuckers,” Bakugou yelled “what do you have on us? 400,000 yen, or something like that?”
Class 1-A collectively lost their shit.