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June 13th, Friday — 7:42 PM
SUNAYAMA (Y/N)
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You were lying in your dorm room, scrolling through Tiktok. It sucks that you were stuck doing hero training. It was your dream to be a hero, but sometimes, you miss hanging out with your friends from home after school. The times where you guys would just go anywhere, or even just hang out at home when you didn't have a place to go to.
And it's not like you don't like your life now. Class 1-A has been a blast, and you're expecting more exciting events with your friends. Stressful ones, stupid ones, all of the fun things you can think of doing with them. But you can't deny the fact that you DO miss home. It's where you grew up, after all.
You check the time. 7:56. You hadn't left your bed since three o’clock. Not really a hero-productive thing to do, isn't it? What would the media think of you? Getting bored of Tiktok and reminiscing —and thinking that you should actually finally interact with someone after four hours— you stood up and walked to the elevator.
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“Dude, I GENUINELY do NOT know what to do. I keep dropping massive hints and she just friendzones me!” The yellowest (is that a word?) haired boy in your class whined to his friends who just laughed in his face shamelessly. “And what's worse is she isn't even doing it on purpose... She's just so dense, it makes me wanna light myself on fire...” He cried, burying his head in his hands in annoyance.
“Maybe she just doesn't like you or whatever,” Sero shrugged, a grin on his face as he scratched the back of his neck. “Not all girls fall for you man.” “I don't think I've seen one who actually has,” Bakugo retorted with a grunt, earning a loud cackle from Sero. “Come on man, don't bully him. He's trying his best.” Kirishima patted his back.
With the ding of the elevator, The teen's eyes shot up and were on you immediately. Well, his eyes were always on you anyway. “Hi, Sunayama!” Kaminari’s troubled expression immediately fell, turning into one of joy. He greeted you with a toothy smile. You and Kaminari had a nice little friendship going, It started a few days after you helped him review his maths for a quiz. He failed, sure, but it really didn't matter to him. Then, he started coming to you more for help even if there was Yaoyorozu or Bakugo (which he didn't really want to ask). He wanted you.
His friends, Kirishima and Sero, waved at you too, and in return, you gave them an acknowledging nod before they went back to what they were doing. Though Kaminari left the circle and started walking over towards you.
“Wanna watch a movie? I rented out a few DVDs, and we could watch them!” He suggested. Ashido, or Mina since that's what she wanted everyone to call her— from behind him, laughed at the idea. “Really? DVDs? Are you THAT old?” She smirked mockingly. You had to hold back a laugh.
Ashido knew that he liked you. Actually, probably everyone did. It’s a miracle that you haven't noticed or heard about it yet. It's like you have selective hearing or something. Kaminari gave her a frown, turning back to you as she ignored him, paying attention to talking to the rest of the girls in your class.
“So.. Are you still up for it?” He questioned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck as he seemed embarrassed now, pink flushing his cheeks. You let out a little laugh of amusement at his embarrassment. The eyes of the boy in front of you widened as he heard you giggle, gulping nervously while he suppressed a goofy smile. This kid was head over heels for you and you're the only one who doesn't know. Ironic, isn't it?
“Bet.” You agreed, your hands at your hips. “Tomorrow night? I'm thinking of training a little in the afternoon.” You explained, tilting your head to the side. He loved that little head tilt. He loved every part of you. Out of all the girls he's flirted with and dated, or at least he tried to, You're the only one who's got him like this. And you two aren't even dating! He's practically a dog leashed to a pole wearing a muzzle while trying to chase a piece of steak with legs. At least that's what he thinks he is.
“Hellloooooo? Earth to Kaminari,” You teased, a playful smile on your face. He looks up at you as he's realized he's starting to wonder back into his thoughts. He gives you another sheepish grin. “Sorry, sorry. Uh, yeah sure! When ‘tomorrow’? We can go at ten, it's Saturday anyway.” He suggested once more, holding up a thumbs up as you both talked about a specific time frame, mindlessly walking through the halls, engrossed in your conversation.
Kirishima sighed as they left the corner of his eye, an expression of relief and worry now plastered on his face. “You think she's ever gonna like him back?” He turned to Sero, the man he asked shrugging in response. Kyoka then spoke up. “I'm betting a thousand yen that he won't remember their plans tomorrow.” She added, fidgeting with her bracelet as she scrolled through the TV channels. The pink skin tinted woman let out a little giggle. “Keep your money, it isn't really a bet when we both agree on the same thing.” She rolled her eyes playfully.
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“So, do you prefer horror movies or action movies?” He raised an eyebrow, his hands in his pockets. “That's hard.” You stopped walking, frowning at him, hands hanging on your sides. Choosing between horror movies and action movies is hard. For you, at least. You loved every genre, really. “But if I have no choice but to pick, I'd say a movie with both action and horror. I like the fighting scenes, especially when they're mixed with thrill.” You shared, continuing to walk. “Hell yeah, me too!” He smiled back. Internally, he was thanking all the gods he could think of. This could help him pick out movies you two could watch, even if he might pee himself every jumpscare.
“Well, what about music?” He added, looking up at the sky as you two walked side by side. “Hmm, I don't know. I listen to a lot of genres,” You muttered, looking at him as you answered his question. “It depends on the situation.” “What if the situation was that you were in some scary abandoned hospital at midnight?” You shivered at the thought. That's a little bit scary to your liking. “If it's for the scary theme, I'd play something like the eerie cave music in Minecraft, or something I'd hear in the conjuring series. But if it was to calm me down, I'd choose something stupid.” You both chuckled. “Something like tiktok audios?” He tilted his head to the side. “Maybe. But I'd play something like..”
Your conversation with him just rambling about random stuff probably took an hour off your night. Cause when you guys finally did the last lap of walking around your dorm building, it was already dark.
“Oh yeah! You said you were gonna get some training in, right?” Kaminari asked as you two took the last turn. It was getting dark, and curfew was approaching. Both of you didn't want to get caught by sensei Aizawa anytime soon. “Yeah. You wanna join?” You smirked. “Are you sure you can handle me?” You added, nudging him with your shoulder. The door to the common room was just a few steps in front of you both. He laughed. “One hundred percent! You don't think I can?” He sassily raised an eyebrow. ‘I’d handle you any day if you'd let me.’ He thought, going silent as he opened the door for you. “Okay. So tomorrow at two pm?” “Yeah.”
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June 14th, Saturday — 5:37 PM
KAMINARI DENKI | SUNAYAMA (Y/N)
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After training together at Gym Beta, you two immediately broke for the dormitory kitchen. Kaminari opened the fridge for fresh water, and you went to the counter to grab a banana.
“How'd I do?” He asked, a grin on his face. “Did I do good?” He leaned against the counter behind him while you chuckled, pinching the air. “Just a little bit.” “Then I just have to keep trying huh?” He sighed, chugging the water in his cup. “Well, I better get washed off.” He added, setting the cup in the sink. “See you tomorrow, Sunayama!” He said, already waving goodbye. You smiled at him, waiting till he was gone as you walked to where he put the cup he drank out of, washing it and placing it back to where he got it in the first place. And while you were doing that, he was skipping down the hall like he was given a house and twenty million yen.
“What's up with that guy?” Bakugo raised an eyebrow, seeing Kaminari mumbling to himself, an expression filled with pure joy as he passed the angry blonde. “Oh, I think I saw Sunayama and him in Gym Beta earlier. They were training, or something.” Kirishima said, looking back at Kaminari as he entered the elevator, smiling to himself.
You only looked into his words after grabbing your towel and a change of clothes, heading to the women's bathroom. Tomorrow? Weren't you two planning on watching a movie tonight? You raise an eyebrow at yourself in your bedroom mirror, though shrug it off. You can text him about it later for confirmation. Maybe he just forgot, or maybe he doesn't want to follow through what you two were talking about. Whatever. Again, you can text him later about it anyway.
You enter the bathroom, closing it behind you, leaving your change of clothes in a cubby before stripping, leaving those in a separate basket for your own laundry. You don't want your clothes mixing up with the rest of the girls. Momo does that too anyway. You wrap the towel around your body, before entering a shower.
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June 14th, Saturday — 8:23 PM
KAMINARI DENKI | EIJIRO KIRISHIMA
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“Dude, your room is a mess.” Kirishima grimaced at the sight behind Kaminari as he opened the door. “So whaaat? It's not like you're sleeping in here.” Kaminari walked back to his bed, falling face flat on the cushion as Kirishima closed the door behind him. “Yeah, but Sunayama’s gonna be in here. Shouldn't you clean even a little bit?” He said, kicking a pile of clothes to the side as he sat on the foot of the bed. Kaminari raised an eyebrow, confused at what his red haired friend meant. “Huh? What do you— oh.” Eyes widening a bit, before they softened once more. “We're gonna watch a movie tonight.” He remembered, rolling to lie on his back.
“OH.” The words don't quite register just yet. "We're gonna watch a movie tonight.” He repeated, before his eyes went full on open, his head darting from side to side to look at the state of his room. “We're gonna watch a movie tonight!” He repeated, and he was already on his feet, picking up the cans of soda and empty chip bags all over the floor. “Bro, my room is gross! She's gonna be turned off by this!” He panicked, throwing the trash into the trashcan, pushing it down with a stick he picked up a few days ago and had brought back to his room. “Here, I'll help.” Kirishima sighed, picking up the pile of laundry he just kicked aside with a grimace, placing it in a laundry basket in the corner of Kaminari’s space. “I'll go grab a broom and a dust pan.” He said, walking out to do what he just stated.
So while Kirishima was out, Kaminari was cleaning his bed. And at that time, he receives a text. A text from you.
8:36 PM
Suna ❤️
hi kaminari :)
r we still up to watch a movie tonight? its ok if we aren't btw, we can always hangout some other day lolll
You:
NO WE'RE WATCHING IT TONIGHT
He realized he messed up a bit there. He accidentally had left caps on, and now he sounds passive aggressive, actually, not even passive at this point. He just sounds mad. “Whoops. Let's try to fix that up..” He muttered to himself, pressing on the keys.
You:
no, dont worry 😊😊 💓
That covers it, right? Or does it sound a little bit out of character? “Ughh.” He groaned, annoyed at how he was overthinking this. “Whatever, I can't take that back now anyway.” He murmured.
Suna ❤️
ok, at 10 right??
You:
yes 💓
im getting everything ready! 😊
Suna ❤️ reacted to your message with ❤️
“Oh, okay.” He mumbled, a frown on his face as he was a little disappointed with how your conversation immediately ended. He had put up with the effort of looking kind, —even though it's just through your messages— and you just straight up ended the convo. That's a bit annoying.
Kirishima comes back with the broom and the dust pan a few minutes later, while Kaminari was fixing the broken door on his cabinet that he accidentally (perchance) kicked the hinges off of while raging at a videogame. “Why not ask Sero to tape it on for a while?” He raised an eyebrow, setting down the cleaning supplies by the end of the bed. “I'll call him,” He added, walking out again to call their other friend for help.
Kaminari leaves the broken door alone for a while, choosing to clean his crusty floor first. He can feel the chip dust poking at his soles and he doesn't really want you feeling that too. He practically shoves everything he thinks you might not like outside to his balcony, filling it to the brim. His balcony door was a little bit broken, so he had to push something against the doors so it wouldn't open if a big gust of wind came. And then when you and him are done with the movie, he can clean it up and put it back in later. All he knows is that he HAS to impress you tonight. And even if he doesn't, he at least has to make you happy. He leaves his room in a hurry to ask Ashido if he could borrow the spray she uses in her room to make it smell like flowers.
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“This is okay.. I think.” Kirishima said, eyeing the third retake of the tape job Sero had done with Kaminari's closet door. It wasn't the neatest, but it had done the trick. “It doesn't matter anymore anyway! I have less than an hour!” He frowned, picking up a towel and a change of clothes. “Be right back!” He yelled, slamming the door closed. As he did that, the tape had fallen off and broke. “Oh… my… gosh…” Sero sighed, face palming.
Running down the halls frantically, Kaminari smacks himself against the elevator walls, the human sized box shaking a bit, though perfectly fine. He presses the number for the ground floor and the doors close. He gets out after a few seconds of waiting, not missing a beat. He bumps into Sato on the way. The bigger man smiles at him. “Oh hi Kami—” “Sorry! I gotta go!” He yelled as he continued to run to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. He could practically hear Iida from the top floor complaining about the ruckus he's making.
“I can't believe I forgot.” He complained to himself, getting into the shower after he set his clean clothes by the counter to the farthest mirror, closing the door behind him. He takes the fastest shower EVER, considering he probably had less than 30 minutes to get ready for everything.
After about ONLY three to five minutes, he finally gets out of the shower. And as he puts his shirt on, he realizes that he hadn't prepared any snacks to munch on. What if you get hungry while watching the movie? You would be so unimpressed at him being unprepared. Just imagining you grimace at him breaks his heart into a million pieces! The boy blitzes to the kitchen, to find nothing at all in the refrigerator. The sight makes him falls to his knees immediately, the horror in front of him leaving him in shock. His eyes were wide open, and his jaw had dropped. It's the end. You'll start hating him cause he wasn't prepared, and you'll never hang out with him again. This can't be happening. He NEEDS to ask someone to help. Can Midoriya cook? He can ask Momo. Or maybe Jirou? She'd help, right??
“Kaminari, are you okay?”
He turns around to see Sato behind him, a worried expression on the larger man's face. He starts to tear up. The man behind him was the best at making sweets. You love sweets. (he doesn't really know if you actually do, but who doesn't?) The gods really love him, don't they?
“Sato!” He cried, jumping onto his feet, before wrapping his arms around the larger man's body. “Dude! You gotta help me!” He looked up at Sato, his head in front of his chest, right before he buried his face in it. “I didn't prepare any food for me and Sunayama to eat later!” Sato sighs in response, pulling Kaminari off him. Kaminari's face was a light pink. Sato looks down to see that he'd left a wet spot made out of tears in between his chest. And is that.. snot? Gross.
“Okay, I'll help.” Sato gave him a small smile, before they got to work.
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June 14th, Saturday — 9:31 PM
SUNAYAMA (Y/N)
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You decide that you should probably fix up yourself a bit. It doesn't hurt to look pretty sometimes. Especially if you're hanging out with a guy who basically flirts with everyone… or he at least used to.
You've noticed the change in his behavior recently. He doesn't flirt with literally every girl in your class anymore —He doesn't flirt with ANYONE anymore. It was really surprising the first time you saw that a girl finally liked him (someone from a different class, general studies, maybe?) and then he kindly rejects her without a second of doubt. Ultimately, you came up with the reason that he's probably focusing on his studies more. You tutored him awhile ago for a math exam, and he didn't pass the test. You still kind of feel bad, since you could've told him to go to Yaoyorozu for help and he MIGHT’ve been able to pass, even by just a hair. But since you're so full of pride, you took it upon yourself to teach him. At least the test made him realize that he has to lock in someday.
You brush your hair (sorry for the people with bald ocs..), wash your face to freshen up a bit and to NOT look like a total slob, brush your teeth, and all the other necessities. Maybe a little bit of make up too. You decide on just putting on sweats and a plain tee for the night, and socks. you never know if a guy has a foot fetish. By the time you finish, it was just 9:43. So since you have a few minutes to yourself, you decide to clean your room. Fix the bed, throw the trash properly this time, water the plants on your balcony, clean your study table, closet, everything you see. You can do the rest tomorrow. When you checked your phone again, it was now 9:57. You decide to text Kaminari if you could be on your on your way.
9:58 PM
You:
hi kaminari
is it okay if i come now?
+080-1234-5678
SEEN
You raised an eyebrow at the sight before you. “Seen?” You read. Kaminari had never left you on seen before. Infact, you wouldn't be surprised if he already had guessed what you were going to say before you pressed sent. Maybe he was just busy doing something, whatever boys his age do. You shrug it off once more, deciding to wait until he replies back.
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His phone buzzed once your text came through. His eyes widened at the notification, a reminder that your favorite hero themed cupcakes that he and Sato made (mostly sato) were still in the oven. “Oh crap…” He frowned, earning a glance from the man baking his sweets. “What happened?”
“Sunayama's already ready, what the hell am I gonna do?” He set his phone down on the counter, hands on both sides of his head, internally panicking. “I can just bring the food up to you, if that's okay.” Sato suggested, as he was adding chocolate coated strawberries as another treat to your awesome hero cupcakes.
This man was just a gift from god himself. Thankyou, Kamisama, Buddha, Jesus, Odin, Yahweh, Zues, whatever god is out there who's letting his dreams happen. He shed a tear of joy.
“Thankyou so much Sato!” Gripping Sato’s shoulders, Kaminari gave him a glance of determination. A glance of determination saying that he’d make this night the best night ever, for him AND for you. He then bolted down the hallway to the elevator. Koda and Tsu who were passing through thought that when they saw him running, that was the fastest they've ever seen Kaminari Denki.
In the elevator, he texts you back.
10:05 PM
You:
hi suna
i am SO sorry for leaving you on seen i was js so busy 💔💔
You'd understand, right? He was busy making things perfect for you, anyway. Not like he'd tell you that though.
Suna ❤️
no its okay, i dont mind 😭😭
take ur time kaminari :))
His heart was screaming right now. Those simple words make him want to jump in the elevator he was in, though if he did he might actually break it this time.
You:
nono im done now anyway 😅
you can head over rn 😊💓
Suna ❤️
okayyy im omw
You reacted to Suna ❤️’s message with a 💓
When he finally made it back to his room, he slammed open the door. Inside were still Kirishima and Sero, groaning as their seventh or eighth attempt had failed once he entered the room. “Dude! We almost had it!” Sero stared at him, holding back from throwing hands with the very man he's helping.
“Oh man, I am SO sorry..” Kaminari's expression fell, walking to Kirishima and Sero to try and help once more. He glances at the clock. 10:07. Any minute now, you'd be coming over. He needs to be quicker. “Come on, I told Sunayama she could come already,” He groaned, holding up the door so sero could loop the tape through the holes in the hinges and wrap it around the whole door.
Then, he hears the knock.
“Kaminari?” You mumbled, knocking on the door once more. You can hear a bit of rustling through the thin walls and the wooden door, before it ultimately went silent as you knocked. “Are you okay?” You asked a follow-up question. You were starting to get a little worried. Though, it was HIS room. He can't get injured in his own space, can he?
Sero, Kirishima, and Kaminari all stare at each other, wide-eyed, not knowing what to do. Panic slowly sets in all three of them. “Dude, what the heck are we gonna do?!” Sero whisper-yelled, his eyes moving back and forth. “We can go through the balcony, right?” Kirishima suggested, eyeing the glass doors covered by his curtains. “No! I shoved all the ugly stuff I owned out there.” Kaminari retorted, crossing out that idea.
“Kaminari? Hellooo?” You repeated, knocking on the door one more time.
It was over.
He can't save this anymore.
And even if he could, he'll humiliate himself with the state of his room (or his closet) and that two of his friends were in the space as well.
This night is ruined.
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No.
Not yet.
He won't let it end here.
Then in that moment specifically, that was the only time Kaminari Denki had locked in from when he had lost to you at the UA sports festival. He was determined that this night was NOT over. Not when you're already expecting a night of fun with him, waiting literally in front of his room. He pushed Sero into the closet, making him hold onto the wooden door from the inside. Kirishima had been forced under his bed, the remains of whatever was under there next to him remained unknown.
He nervously opened the door once he thinks nothing was wrong with how the room looked. “Hi Sunayama!” He greeted, a sheepish smile on his face. “Sorry if the place is a little messy.”
You looked around and saw that it was clean enough, passing your approval. You smiled at him. “Nah, it isn't even that dirty.” You teasingly said. That smile on your face turned into a grin. His own did too. “Okay, so when's this movie gonna start?” You broke the awkward air, and he led you right to the tiny couch next to his bed.
Kirishima was now uncomfortable under the bedframe, feeling chip dust all over his skin. He shivers at the contact. He could just walk out, yeah, but that isn't manly. His friend is hanging out with the girl he's crushing so hard on, and he can't ruin this moment. He wishes Sero wouldn't too.
“OHHHH MY GOOOOODDD.”
Is what Sero’s brain is screaming once he finally spots the cockroach by the wall just a few inches from him. He can't move, since he's literally holding Kaminari's closet door. The other side of his brain is ordering him to walk out and just drop this plan, but he just can't. He can't do this to his friend. ‘Kaminari would hate me.’ is what he was thinking to push away the thought of running away as the cockroach slowly approached him.
“Okay, we got snacks?” You rubbed your hands together, crossing your legs. Pikachu sits next to you. “Oh, me and Sato baked some cookies earlier. He said he could just bring it up to me since he was making some more for himself.” Kaminari reason, and your eyes widened. “Oooh! I love cookies.” You said gently as Kaminari inserted the DVD into the player.
‘Hell yeah, way to go Denki! This needs to be celebrated later. All you need to do now is to keep this up for another hour, and you might get another chance to hang out with her again.’ He grins to himself at the thought, the introduction of the movie playing in the background. You paid attention to that part more.
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Sato was already on his way up to the bedroom, a tray of your cookies in one hand, and a bowl of chocolate coated strawberries in the other. He reaches Kaminari's door, and knocks. “Kaminari, are you there?” He said gently.
“Ooh, that's him!” The boy next to you smiled, and he stood up from his spot to open the door for his baking buddy. “Hi Sato! Can you set those over there?” Kaminari requested as a sheepish smile sat on his face. The man before him nods, walking into his room to set the treats on the tiny table in front of you. “Oooh! Is that my favorite hero?” Your eyes lit up. Kaminari took that as another point. “Yeah, I thought you'd like the cookies more if it was them.” Kaminari smiled.
Sero, nervous about the cockroach right In front of the door he was holding, heard the three of you speaking. Kirishima did too. None out of the two decided to look, so much as peek, afraid they might give their position away. And Sero wasn't taking any chances with the roach he's trying so hard to not scream for. Sero didn't know where Kirishima was. He was hoping he was hiding somewhere close to him.
Then as Sato took the last step into his room, he slipped. He slipped on an empty chip bag on the floor that went unnoticed by the three of you, or the.. five.. of you. Sato still had the tray in his hands, and of course, by default, he had slipped with it still in his grasp. Kaminari's face fell immediately as he realized, reaching for him, maybe being able to salvage the cookies. But as always, it was too late.
In slow motion, Sato's face went from joyful to a look of horror as his face planted FLAT on Kaminari's carpet. And because of his bigger frame, he accidentally kicks the closet door from the outside. It's quite obvious what happens next now, really. The cockroach touches Sero. The boy inside the closet lets out the girliest scream known to mankind, startling the three of you. “It touched me! Gross, gross, gross, gross, gross!” He yelled, dropping the door to the floor, the cockroach still attached to it. The little guy didn't even look amused at what was happening. Sero kicked the door under the bed, patting himself off.
Kirishima, who was looking at the other side, didn't notice the cockroach next to his head until he turned around to look. His eyes widen, even more panic setting in though this time, he reacts. “Holy crap!” He yelled, before using his quirk to push the bedframe up, making it lay on its side as it ran away from the tiny roach. The bed topples over to his balcony, now laying flat on the ground. I'm pretty sure you can guess what's coming next.
The thing covering Kaminari's balcony door had been pushed aside, the sliding door immediately opening up. A blast of wind greets you five, and all the stuff he owns— video games, books he doesn't read, posters, pictures, his blanket (why was it out there??), all sorts of stuff flying into you. A poster rolls open and hits into your face. Kaminari helps you take it off of you. And once you look at him, you think he's about to spill tears from his eyes.
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After a few minutes of struggling with the sliding door, Sato finally was able to close it off. Kaminari looks at you, guilt and sadness filling his eyes. He was the first to speak. He avoided your gaze, fidgeting with his hands. “Sunayama, I.. I'm sorry.” His voice was shaky. This night was definitely ruined. He tried his best. That's all that matters, right? You at least made it through 5 minutes of the movie.
Until he heard you laugh.
He looked up to see you smiling, holding in your giggles. Were you making fun of him? You were, aren't you? Because his room was a total mess and all this preparation was for nothing. He feels stupid for even thinking he had a chance with you. He's a pathetic loser who can't even get a date right. “I didn't mean for it to go this way, I just thought that you would like seeing them in here since I—”
“What are you sorry for, stupid?” You teased, finally laughing. “I didn't hate that one bit!” You grinned, a hand on his shoulder. “It was chaotic, but hearing Sero scream was REALLY funny.” You chuckled, and the man you spoke of just rubbed the back of his neck, red filling his cheeks. Kaminari's eyes just widen at you, his jaw dropping. “Why was he even in the closet anyway?” You continued, and before Seri could reply, Kaminari cut him off. “Wait, so you aren't upset?” He tilted his head to the side. “No? How could I be? This whole thing just reminded me of home.” You said gently, keeping eye contact. “You aren't mad?” He asked again. You rolled your eyes. “No, Kaminari, I am not.” You said in a robotic tone, though you couldn't keep the grin off your face. “If I was, I would've left already.”
“Really?” “Really.”
He was at a loss for words. You weren't laughing at him. Well, you were, but it wasn't in the rude way. You thought whatever he had pulled up with was funny and you didn't think it was creepy, or weird, or a bit obsessed-like. You were happy.
He finally smiles back at you.
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“Dude, that cockroach was literally about to kiss me.” Sero complained as he helped set the bed up straight to its original position with Kirishima. “How the hell do you even GET cockroaches in your closet? Do you eat there or something?” He groaned, and Kirishima just laughed. “Let's just be happy and continue cleaning so we can get out of here.” The red haired boy said, dusting off his hands, looking back at you and Kaminari who were putting all the stuff that was in his balcony earlier to back where they belong.
“So, do you still wanna continue the movie?” You suggested, placing a video game back into its spot on the shelf. Kaminari nods immediately. “Sure! I'd love to. Sato told me that he was going to bake more cookies anyway.” He added, putting a poster back onto the wall. “Really? Oh my gosh, I hope he makes some All Might cookies, like the popular ones on TikTok right now.” “You mean the lemon All Might cookies?” "Yeah! I tasted them, and they were sooooo delicious.”
Maybe this night was saved after all.