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Class 3-A Group Chat:
Y/n: i want death
insomniac: y/n, you’re still awake?
Y/n: I see another has been chosen by the hellish specter that is insomnia
get zapped bitch: too busy dreaming of me?
Y/n: I would even accept a dream about that pervert mineta if it meant i was asleep right now
insomniac: damn. that bad?
Y/n: i’ve gotten maybe seven hours of sleep total in the last week and a half
Y/n: i feel like my brain is turning to mush
get zapped bitch: toshi and me are in the common room if you want to join?
Y/n: beats staring at my ceiling for another night
You shoved your phone into the pocket of your shorts and dragged yourself out of bed. You shivered at the change in temperature, debating whether or not you should change into something warmer than a t-shirt. Deciding that that was too much effort for your current state of exhaustion, you pulled the blanket off your bed and cocooned yourself in it before making your way down to the common room.
The lights had been dimmed to not hurt anyone’s eyes in the middle of the night, and you could just barely make out Denki rifling through the cabinets. You ambled silently into the kitchen, lips curving upwards in amusement when you noticed he was hopping to try and reach a bag of chips from the top shelf.
You sidled up behind him and reached over his head, plucking the chips off the shelf. Denki whipped around to face you, nearly going cross eyed with how close you were. “Here.” You held out the bag of chips to him, not noticing the way Denki’s hand shook as he took it from you.
“Th-Thanks!” He squeaked.
You nodded and stepped to the side to open the fridge. You snagged a bottle of water and a pudding cup and trudged into the common room. Denki was whispering frantically to Hitoshi, who seemed to be stuck somewhere between confused and amused. They both looked up when you approached and quickly separated so you could sit between them. You raised an eyebrow. Usually they always wanted to sit together. You shrugged it off and sat down. You silently offered some of your blanket to them. Denki, who had always been a very tactile guy, immediately wrapped his arms around your waist and snuggled into you, allowing you to easily drape the blanket around him. Hitoshi, on the other hand, was a bit more hesitant. He tentatively scooted closer, pulling the edge of the blanket around his shoulders.
“You can lean on me if you want. I’m used to Denki doing it, so it won’t bother me.”
“I’m not Denki though…” Hitoshi mumbled.
You scrolled through the movies on TV, glancing at him only briefly as you said, “Yeah, I know. You’re Hitoshi, and I’m saying you can lean on me too.”
Hitoshi stared at you for a second before averting his eyes. His eyes didn’t stray from the TV as he shifted slightly, pressing himself into your side.
“Oh, let’s watch that one!” Denki pointed excitedly at the screen.
You started the move and opened your pudding cup, smiling at the taste on your tongue. A third of the way through the movie, you shivered, and the two shared a look that you didn’t catch before wordlessly moving closer to you. Denki turned sideways, throwing his legs across you and Hitoshi. The blonde wrapped an arm around your waist and rested his head on your shoulder. Hitoshi laid an arm over his boyfriend’s calves, sliding the other under the one Denki had around your waist. You rested your arms on Denki’s thighs, tapping a rhythm Hitoshi recognized but couldn’t put his finger on. Denki, however, recognized it as a song Hitoshi had introduced the two of you to last week, and it made hide his smile in your shoulder.
You woke up a few hours later to find that you couldn’t move. Denki still had his legs in your lap, but you now had the addition of both his arms wound around your waist, his nose buried in your neck. Hitoshi had pulled his feet up onto the couch at some point and, now, had his head resting on your chest, his hair tickling your nose.
You blinked several times as your brain caught up with the situation. Warmth seeped into your chest, making your heart swell with affection for the two. You traced spiraling patterns across Denki’s back, your other hand finding its way into Hitoshi’s hair, brushing it away from your nose. You absentmindedly alternated between scratching lightly at his scalp and combing your fingers through the soft, violet locks.
This was the most peace you had felt in a long time. You almost dreaded the rising of the sun because it meant you would have to leave to get ready for class. For now though, you let your eyelids slip shut again. The comforting weight on either side of you along with the soft sound of their combined breathing lulled you back to sleep within minutes.
Denki woke up to the cutest sight he’d probably ever seen. Hitoshi must have moved in his sleep because he was now sprawled across the other end of the couch, his back was leaning against Denki’s legs, and his cheek was resting on your stomach. The hand you didn’t have around Denki’s waist was tangled in Hitoshi’s hair, and you were fast asleep, seemingly unbothered by the mess of limbs you’d found yourself in.
Y/n: I’m surrounded by degenerates
Raka-round the clock: what did Denki do now?
get zapped bitch: Hey it wasn’t me!
deku tree: What happened?
Y/n: First of all, I am having a shit day. Keep that in mind.
Y/n: So, I went to the library to return a book
Froggy: and?
Y/n: and the librarian asked me to put the book back for her, so I strolled my ass over to the history section
acid rain: love the sass
Y/n: I turn the corner, and not only do I find two guys damn near fucking in the middle of the library, but they’re literally going at it IN FRONT of the shelf where I need to put this book
tape face: omg what did you do?
Y/n: i put the book back
insomniac: how?
Y/n: I smacked one of them on the ass and said if they didn’t move it’d be their heads next.
Kiribro: so manly
get zapped bitch: didn’t take you for the kind to like spanking people
Y/n: you wanna be the next one?
get zapped bitch: is that a promise?
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get zapped bitch: WAIt i wAS kidDINg
Baku-go-the-fuck-away: you fucking deserved to get hit
insomniac: as funny as this is, i’m gonna stop them
hot topic: do we have to?
acid rain: yeah this is fun!
the avatar: dark shadow is restraining Y/n
Yaomomo: denki just tripped over the coffee table
speed is a drug: Do I need to bring the first aid kit?
hot topic: nah. he’s fine
tape face: shinsou caught him
speed is a drug: I see. Carry on then.
Triple Threat Group Chat
bubblegum bitch: which of you bastards did it?
hey emo boy: did what?
bubblegum bitch: which of you DESTROYED MY ROOM?!
pikachu: shit you weren’t supposed to be there yet
bubblegum bitch: You have one minute to give me an explanation that will make me not want to stab you
pikachu: i found this really cute cat stuck in the rain and it was super sad, so i brought it back to the dorm, but i had to keep it a secret until i found somewhere for it to go
pikachu: so i put it in your room for a while until i could hunt down someone to take the cat in, but while i was gone the cat knocked over your desk chair which must have scared it because it climbed the curtains
pikachu: but it was too heavy so the curtain rod fell and knocked over your bookcase, and i was going to clean it all up before you got there, but first i had to take the cat to its new home
pikachu: and you made it back before me so now you’re (understandably) really angry and i get that i swear
pikachu: but if you kill me you’ll have to clean the room yourself versus having me do it when i get there, so realistically letting me live is the better option
bubblegum bitch: why didn’t you keep the cat in YOUR room?
hey emo boy: or mine?
pikachu: i didn’t…think about it?
bubblegum bitch: Denki.
pikachu: yeah?
bubblegum bitch: i’m gonna go pick up food for the three of us, and when i get back, my room better be clean, or i’ll be burying you tonight
pikachu: will you at least give me a cool eulogy?
bubblegum bitch: FIX MY ROOM
pikachu: so that’s a no?
hey emo boy: sometimes i wonder how you haven’t killed him yet
bubblegum bitch: i honestly don’t know
Your room was, indeed, clean when you got back. Considering Hitoshi was already there, you were almost positive that he had helped Denki. Well, when he wasn’t laughing at him at least.
“Welcome back!” Denki grinned.
You scanned the room briefly, and Denki’s shoulders sagged with relief when you smiled. You patted the blonde on the head. “Good job.”
You walked past him to put the food down, oblivious to the way he blushed. You began to lay out the food, pointing out each thing to them. “Denki, your udon is in this box. I made sure they didn’t add any carrots. Hitoshi, this is your soba. They didn’t sell it cold like you prefer, so I asked them to give me a cup of ice to cool down. I also brought some chicken wings, spicy for you guys and regular for me.”
Both boys stared at you in surprise.
“How did you know what to order?” Hitoshi questioned, kind of amazed that you had thought of everything.
You merely raised an eyebrow at him. “Because I know you? Denki hates carrots and asparagus. You can’t stand hot soba or anything with too much pepper in it. Both of you like spicy food but only order it if there’s a non-spicy option for me, so I can enjoy it too. You’re the people I spend most of my time with. Of course I know what you like to eat.”
Denki and Hitoshi shared a glance that you couldn’t decipher before they smiled at you.
“Thanks (Nickname)!”
“Thank you.”
You grinned right back at them. “Let’s eat!”