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It's a Class 1-A movie get together, except it's only the Bakusquad and the Dekusquad tonight because schedules made it difficult, yet again.
Shouto's already settled on the loveseat because he got to Bakugou's condo first, unfortunately. But Momo gets there next and settles on his cold side as she immediately starts talking to him about the day they had on patrol. It isn't until the movie gets started that Shouto actually realizes which side she's cuddling against. But by the time he does realize, she's already being handed a heavy blanket from Kyoka who winks at her before disappearing to sit with Bakugou in his chair.
"Needed this tonight," murmurs Momo as she snuggles into his shoulder. "Warmth and cool, with you."
His cheeks heat up as he quietly replies, "Glad to provide."
"Because you're the sweetest person I know. Thanks for letting me cuddle you," says Momo softly as she nuzzles against his neck.
"That's very kind of you, Momo. But we all know the sweetest person in the world is you," replies Shouto softly as he wraps his arm around her to help her snuggle closer.
"Mm, maybe, but I’m pretty particular about my sweetest things," offers Momo as she tips her head to the side to look in his eyes. "Like making you food and having lunch with you even when you say you want silence instead."
"You’re a great friend," He chokes on the word because he hates saying it.
"Think I’m more than that by now," replies Momo in a hopeful tone.
"You definitely are," mutters Shouto under his breath.
"How about you prove it tomorrow? Let's have a conversation and lunch," her voice is filled with hope and nerves as she whispers the request in his ear.
"You deserve better than me," whispers Shouto brokenly as he pulls back to look at her. "I can't ruin a lunch over a confession."
"I deserve the best, and that's what you are," replies Momo seriously as she looks at him, eyes shining as his meet them. "Let's have lunch and talk it through. You want me to, Sho, I can see it. I feel it, and I'm not letting it go because I know I want you to be mine."
"Okay, Doll, if you say so," murmurs Shouto as he gives in, unable to fight it as his face burns.
"Good, now help me figure out what we've missed," mutters Momo with a sheepish chuckle as they turn their attention back to the movie.
When Shouto chances a glance over towards their host, he sees a knowing smirk curving his lips and knows he's in for it later. But then Momo curls her legs over his lap, and their hands intertwine against her hip. So, he ignores Bakugou as he presses a gentle kiss to Momo's hair before attempting to catch-up on the movie that was forgotten for something even better.