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The UA teachers rarely got the chance to just go out and enjoy themselves, but on those rare times, they went to the local club. For the majority of the night, the males would stick near the bar, simply unwinding with some shots. None of the heroes were dressed to be seen, Hizashi even with his hair up in a messy manbun and his flashy casual attire. Thirteen was the only recognizable hero of the bunch, though Thirteen often left early. How they managed to get Aizawa out with the bunch had been beyond the tired onyx haired male's knowledgeable capacity, but he sat between Hizashi and Nemuri before Nemuri noticed someone who perked her interest.
Though the group sat at the bar, Aizawa often took a glance out to the dance floor. He wondered why it was that everyone seemed so happy and carefree at this type of establishment. To him, the cacophonous music was simply a headache, and he could have been slumbering instead. "Is that Inferain?" He mused absently as his onyx eyes captured the azure and crimson haired hero that often hung out with the teacher squad.
"There's no doubt," Toshinori chimed in, his weaker, small form voice slightly swayed by the lightweight of alcohol he had drank. "Even in her casual wear, she's pretty recognizable from a mile away."
Hizashi was left speechless, not by the woman that they spoke of, though. Next to Inferain, better known as Amaya Todoroki, danced a woman with y/h/c locks and y/e/c orbs. Each movement as she danced was so fluid, a smile against her soft features. The blonde was nearly enchanted, from the gentle curve of her body down to the remarkable features of her face. "Listeners, who is that radiant woman beside our hot head?"
Aizawa shrugged with a hmph, still focused on their good friend. "I don't pry into Amaya's personal life," he stated in a bored tone. "So I wouldn't know."
Toshinori allowed his light blue sunken orbs to glance to the woman in question, trying to pin point a time that he had noticed the other seemingly civilian woman. After a few moments of thought, he practically slammed his hand against the table in sudden clarity. "That's Y/N, better known as Y/H/N," he said, his tone thoughtful as he spoke. "She works for Inferain's hero agency."
On the dancefloor, you were dancing with Amaya, simply enjoying your girl's night out. You knew your coworker had not been much of a drinker, and much less of a partier, but you also knew she needed a little break every once in a while. The boisterous dancing music filled your ears as the two of you simply got into the groove, but your y/e/c orbs wandered.
Three sets of eyes were fixated upon the two of you, though you had stopped at the first set of eyes. Long blonde hair that surely would have passed the male's shoulder down completely framed a handsome, slender face. His green eyes were fixated upon you, a touch of blush rising in his cheeks as your eyes met.
"Amaya," you said, not taking your eyes off of the male as you danced a little more grooved than prior, attempting to show off for him. "I'm gonna see if this handsome guy wants to dance."
Amaya glanced over to you, holding a chuckle as she allowed her multicolored orbs to find the group in question. Her lips curled upwards as she glanced back over to you, saying, "Which one's caught your eye?" In the pit of her heart, she hoped you hadn't meant the onyx haired, sleepy male she had grown accustomed to. "Raven hair, blondie, or man-bun?"
"Definitely man-bun," you replied with a giggle, your cheeks heating up with blush as you turned back to her. "I've seen you around with raven hair and blondie. Do you know all three of them?"
Amaya grinned knowingly, nodding. "Let's go talk to the boys, and you can sweep that motormouth off his feet if you'd like," she said in a teasing tone, sending a wink to you as she pulled you along. For someone who was not a fan of clubs, it clearly seemed that her interest heightened.
Standing behind the three, you noticed the emerald eyed male had a grin upon his own face. "Hello there, beautiful listener," he said in an upbeat, somewhat loud tone as he moved to his feet. "I'm sure we haven't met, but maybe you're a fan of one of my shows."
Amaya let out a chuckle as she moved to wrap the two other men in her arms from behind, being careful of her more fragile blonde friend. Moving her head between the two, she smirked slightly as she said, "You two want some company?"
Amaya sat down with Toshinori and Aizawa while the male you learned was Hizashi began talking to you. It started off with a couple shots, sitting down with the blonde male to get to know him a bit. Gentle touches of your hands had both of you getting a little flustered, though his confidence was ridiculous.
The moment that your favorite song played through the speakers, filling your ears, you couldn't help the flirtatious smirk as you offered the blonde out onto the floor. Though he thought he would be the one to offer you a hand out to the floor first, he gladly took it, the two of you separating from the group after a set of finger guns announced your depart.
His hands moved to your waist as the two of you swayed in quick synchronization. Emerald eyes hadn't left you as he grinned, occasionally flickering his gaze to your perfectly pouted lips. It was not as if he believed in love at first sight, but the chemistry between the two of you had been clear the moment you struck up a conversation with the blonde.
You noticed his wandering eyes, your lips curling into a bit of a smirk. After all the talking he had been doing at the bar, you were shocked to see the male actually quiet for more than a moment. Taking the opportunity, you captured the taller male's lips with your own, taking the blonde by surprise.
Hizashi always prided himself on being a proud, passionate man. As he tasted that mixture of alcohol and a taste that was just your own, he pulled you closer to him, relishing in the way that the two of you passionately moved your lips against one another. Innate desire was clear in the two of you, you barely even noticing the song had changed as the two of you separated.
"This announcer is proud to say that you, listener, are amazing!" He practically gushed, causing you to let out a giggle, your face filling with blush.