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It was Christmas Eve! And just as every other year, Class 1-A was holding a Christmas party.
Some things had gone down, though, and now it was time for Katsuki to get revenge—with the help of Shoto.
The two sat down on the couch.
“So… how do you plan on getting Denki and Shinso back?” Shoto asked, putting his arm around Katsuki’s waist.
“I have the perfect plan… mistletoe!” Katsuki said excitedly.
Shoto’s expression softened. “That’s a great idea!”
“Where do we get it, though…” Katsuki said, looking around the room.
It was filled with students and teachers. It felt cozy, but at the same time, it felt alive.
“Oh, we could ask Mina! She does things like that!” Shoto said, scanning the crowd for her, but she was nowhere to be seen.
“There she is,” Katsuki said, grabbing Shoto’s hand and leading him over to Mina.
“Heyyy, Bakubro, how are you liking the party?” Mina smiled at Shoto. “I heard what happened earlier with Denki—how do you feel about it?”
“It pissed me off, but uh, you know… Shoto,” Katsuki mumbled.
“What about him?” Mina asked teasingly.
“U-uh, nothing. Anyway, we wanna get back at them,” Katsuki said, fidgeting with his hands.
“You mean you want to get back at them?” Shoto said, moving closer to Katsuki.
“Yeah, yeah, I do. Anyway, Mina, do you have mistletoe?” Katsuki asked impatiently.
“You two are adorable together.” She handed Katsuki the mistletoe. “Call me when you get together—I need this for my vlog,” Mina said, walking away.
“Huh… that was odd. Anyway, let’s go hang this mistletoe!” Shoto said, following Katsuki to a good spot.
…
“Come on, Shin, pleaseeee,” Denki said, his tone whiny.
“For the last time, Denks, you can’t power industrial Christmas lights by putting them in your mouth!” Shinso said, sounding fed up.
“But you never know till you try?” Denki said, clearly trying to justify what he wanted to do.
They both stopped in the doorway to where the party was happening.
They didn’t notice the mistletoe or Shoto filming. They just stood there, staring at each other.
Then Denki looked up. “Shinso…” he whispered.
“What? O-oh,” he said, sounding nervous… he had also noticed the mistletoe.
“So… I guess I caught you under the mistletoe…” Denki mumbled.
“Y-yeah, you have…” Shinso said.
Slowly, they got closer and shared a kiss… and for whatever reason, it felt right.
“S-sorry, I shouldn’t have,” Denki mumbled, avoiding eye contact.
“No, it’s okay. I, uh… I really liked that,” Shinso said, pulling Denki into a hug.
“Maybe we should go,” Shoto whispered.
“Good idea,” Katsuki whispered back.
Both boys walked away.
“So, you wanna, like, go to my room?” Shinso asked, gently taking Denki’s hand.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t mind that,” Denki said, squishing Shinso’s hand softly as they walked toward the door.
As they were walking, a blonde girl bumped into them… with Ochako following behind?
“Oh, sorry about that,” Denki said. “Wait, aren’t you a part of—”
“Shhh, you saw nothing, loverboy,” the blonde girl said, speed-walking away.
“Well, this party has been… interesting,” Shinso said, opening the door.
“Yeah, I agree… but it’s time for us now,” Denki said softly, leading Shinso out the door.
End