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"Hey everyone dinners ready. It's time to eat" Momo announced. Y/N had helped with dinner alot since well everyone liked her cooking. "Gather together quickly!" Iida added. Y/N got plates out for everyone and set the tables.

The class sat down as Mr.Aizawa grabbed a plate and headed to his room. Suddenly midiorya walked in with meat buns for everyone. The class picked up their plates and sat down hungry

"So Y/N what else can you cook?" Mina asked. 'Anything as long as you give me a recipe book or directions. It's not that hard' she signed. "It tastes amazing!" Hagakure chirped. 'Yaomomo helped me to' she signed. 'I am so hiring you guys to cook at my wedding' mina sighed happily eating

"This is so good" jiro said with a mouth full. Y/N blushed and smiled knowing the fact her friends enjoyed her food.

later

Y/N laided her head on shotos chest as she had her leg thrown over his torso.
She breathed calmly hugging him close to her. She played with his hands and honestly she did this on a daily basis and it was so cute.

She looked at him and smiled. He smiled and leaned in kissing her soflty. As they pulled away she leaned again kissing him. He sat up slightly grabbing her waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he plunged his tounge into her mouth

They pulled away a string if saliva connecting the two mouths. He kissed her again running his hands up her back as she gripped his shirt. He pulled away again pressing soft kisses down her neck. She gripped his shirt again softly gasping.

He hugged her body close nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck. "I love you" he whisperd. She gasped and pulled away from him. She looked at him surprised. Love?

"Love what's wrong?" He asked her. 'I dont want to say it yet. I want to speak first ' she signed. He chuckled a but and smiled. She looked at him in surprise. Why was he laughing? "Love dont sorry about saying it back. I can wait. For you. In all honesty I could wait forever" he smiled at her

She slightly smiled at him and kissed him again cupping his face. He held her waist and brushed her hair behind her ear. She pulled away and looked at him. 'Teach me' she signed. "Teach you what?" He asked. 'To love you'

How could she even love..? What was love even? She had forgotten what it felt like in all honesty. Could he teach her maybe? Could she love him?

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