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“Wait you should try Tsuyu’s on first!”
It had been another boring Saturday afternoon when Mina had suggested that they should try on each other’s hero uniforms. Immediately after suggesting it Mina had forced Kaminari into her own suit resulting in the whole class laughing as he nervously walked back into the shared living area of the dormitory. At the girl’s insistence that he looked good in it, his ego had inflated and now he was strutting around confidently posing for them.
Midoriya was currently being pushed into the designated changing area with Tsuyu’s uniform in hand, his own already being worn by Tokoyami. Midoriya was struggling to put on the skin-tight suit of the much shorter girl. In the end he did succeed though he had to call in Iida to zip the suit up.
When he walked out Mina let out a whistle, “looks good Midoriya, you should totally incorporate those knee-highs into your own outfit.” Uraraka and Kirishima who had been admiring how Yaoyorozu looked in Aoyama’s knight inspired uniform, turned at that.
Kirishima beamed, “hell yeah, you look so manly.” A slight rosy colour tinted Midoriya’s cheeks, embarrassed by all the attention his legs and thighs were suddenly getting.
Bakugou let out a huff from the corner he had isolated himself to. “Manly my ass, his kneepads already reach his thighs anyway.” The group stared at him in surprise. He had a point, but they hadn’t expected any response from him. As soon as Mina had suggested the clothes swapping, he had backed away to sit in his own little corner in defiance of their weird antics. They were honestly surprised he hadn’t just hid in his room.
Midoriya was the first to respond. He smiled, “you’re right Kaachan.” Turning back to the rest of the group he continued, “I guess Tsuyu’s costume is actually a lot like mine. They’re even both green!”
“Yours is not as tight fitting though,” Kaminari piped in, “your ass doesn’t look this good in your normal outfit,” he laughed. Midoriya was about to respond when Bakugou suddenly rose from his seat.
“What did you say twerp!” he gripped the front of Mina’s shirt which Kaminari was still wearing.
Kaminari’s hands rose in plea, “i- it was a joke.”
“Kaachan let him go!” Midoriya put a hand on Bakugou’s shoulder trying to push him off the other boy. “I don’t mind, he was just joking around. We’ve all been saying the same things to him.”
Bakugo huffed and pushed Kaminari away before retreating back to his corner. Midoriya rushed to help Kaminari up.
“What was that about?” Kaminari was confused about Bakugou’s behaviour.
Midoriya glanced over at Bakugo who was now sitting with his back turned to them before he looked to Kaminari and shrugged. Bakugou didn’t normally come to Midoriya’s defence. Of course harassment is never a good thing and being a hero Bakugou would naturally come to anyone’s defence in such a situation. But they had all been joking around like this since the beginning, so Kaminari’s comment didn’t particularly stand out.
Midoriya decided not to dwell on that any longer as Kirishima placed a hand on his shoulder. “Hey dude could you please try my costume on? None of the girls can wear it since it doesn’t have a top.”
“Of course,” he beamed happy to help a friend out.
It was weird to move around in Kirishima’s hero outfit, he wasn’t used to the shoulder parts. Kirishima had given him the sleeves to wear too, it was odd to only cover up his arms. How could Kirishima keep warm in this?
An annoyed gruff was once again heard from where Bakugou sat, “wear a shirt, shitty Deku! No one wants to see you half naked.”
Midoriya quirked his head in confusion, “I’m just wearing Kirishima’s hero outfit?” Did he look that bad in it? He knew the style was very different from his own, but after having started training at UA his body had toned up so he shouldn’t look much different from Kirishima. His hair did clash a bit with all the red but that didn’t have anything to do with his chest being exposed.
Kirishima seemed to have similar questions, “you’ve never had a problem with me wearing it?”
Bakugou sputtered, “we-well it doesn’t suit you, shitty nerd!” Before disappeared into the kitchen. Bakugou was acting odd today, well it wasn’t all that unusual form him to single out Midoriya.
“Uraraka try on Yaoyorozu’s suit next,” Mineta was back to his weird antics. Midoriya let out a sigh, someone would have to stop him before he killed the mood.
Yaoyorozu approached him, “Um Midoriya? I heard that you agreed to try on Kirishima’s outfit since none of the others could. Can I get you to try mine on too? The girls are too nervous to, and I just want to join in on the fun.”
“Oh,” this was one way to get Mineta to back off from the girls, “of course I will.” Hopefully he would stop once he realised none of the girls would be trying it on.
Midoriya felt a lot more exposed in Yaoyorozu’s suit than he had in Kirishima’s, while it covered up more of his chest, he was not used to showing off this much leg. Walking out of the changing room someone excitedly yelled, “Midoriya do a catwalk!” While he had initially been shy his classmates support gave him courage, he strutted down the centre of the room and did a quick spin and pose. The others laughed and cheered.
A glass shattered.
Kirishima looked at Bakugou like he had grown an extra head, “did you just drop your glass of water?”
The other blushed, “no.”
“um…?” Kirishima was in disbelief at the obvious lie, what had gotten into his friend, he was normally more put together.
“I threw it,” Bakugou added as if it would explain the whole thing. It didn’t.
Kirishima looked in the direction Bakugou had been looking at before dropping his glass, seeing what had been in his line of sight he nodded slowly at Bakugou in understanding. He was onto him.
Midoriya was in the middle of talking to Uraraka and Todoroki when Kirishima grabbed his upper arm and began to drag him back to the changing area. Midoriya followed but turned his head towards him quizzically. Kirishima was practically shining with glee. “I’ve got the best outfit yet,” he proclaimed proudly.
When they were behind the door, he pulled out a neatly folded stack of black clothing followed by a pair of boots and a green leg harness. Kirishima gave him a thumbs up before leaving Midoriya to change.
Bakugou had only just picked up the last of the glass shards and was on his way back to his corner where he planned to do some further brooding, but he soon froze in his tracks. A loud whistle brought him out of it. “Daring,” Mina commented. Bakugou snapped, this was it he couldn’t take anymore.
1A a stood in confusion trying to come to terms with what had just happened. Midoriya had come out wearing Bakugou’s clothing, and instead of the expected shouting Bakugou had straight up thrown Midoriya over his shoulder and left.