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The two drew back, losing the hot contact they’d been savouring for what felt like forever. After that, they didn’t have a single clue of what to say to each other—their entire world seemed nothing but silent and unmoving. Filled with nothing but quiet breaths.
One thing was for sure—they felt hot, ridiculously hot, and it wasn’t just their faces, or their hearts, it was their whole body. Kyouka and Minoru stared at each other—still recovering from the kiss of pure ecstacy they’d had seconds ago.
Neither of them were telepaths or anything, but it didn’t take having a Quirk like that to tell the other loved doing that. And it also didn't take one to figure out that they, themselves both felt this too.
But what should they do...?
That kiss was so good, so sweet and awesome.
However, it was so good, sweet, and awesome that they’d been struck with disbelief, not knowing where to go next. For people supposedly trying ‘lovey dovey’ things for the first time—they’d been hooked in seconds, and on the verge of stopping if the silence persisted.
But...neither had any intention of passing it up—Passing up doing it again.
The rocker girl spoke.
“Minoru...one more time.”
Even though her tone felt super forward, the girl was looking anywhere but his direction, only lit up by her blush. She bit her lip in slight desperation—her arms wrapped around the boy sitting on her lap. Her jacks were wiggling and moving in the air as if they’d been shocked and taken on a mind of their own.
So cute.
Part of him really, really wanted to tease her about this, but—maybe after taking care of this first.
“S-sure!”
Minoru replied, trying to sound as confident as possible—but it was clear to both of them that it didn’t come across that way at all. Kyouka chuckled quietly at the boy’s failed attempt.
“Dork.”
He laughed along too. They weren’t too good at this, no. Neither of them cared, though.
The purple-haired girl finally nodded and raised her head, looking into Mineta’s purple eyes, leaning in once more and pulling him in. They both closed their eyes, as their lips met for the second time ever, feeling each other's weight.
Soft pressure—warmth—and then...a euphoria unlike any other rampaged through, as they tried to make sense of the other’s ways, Mineta gently holding Kyouka’s cheeks with his hands.
How confident they acted wasn’t a problem at all. To a veteran, they were probably a total mess at kissing. That was all okay, though. Right now—all that was on their mind was experiencing those odd feelings, and enjoying them together.
And become more experienced with ‘lovey dovey’ stuff too—I suppose.