Eighteen

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JIROU'S POV

     After the very weird encounter and hearing Momo tell me goodnight, I'm staring at the ceiling of my room laying down on my bed. "Talking about our gay problems?" Weren't the two just dating? Ugh, I roll onto my side and close my eyes in hopes to get some sleep. But I never did. 

     I sit up and feel around for my phone and hiss when the bright screen glares in my face, but when my eyes focus, I see a text from Yuroro.

      Pls meet me at the park? :(

      My thumbs hover over the screen when I try to think of what to say. 

      Sure ;)

      It shows she read the message and that's when I turn off my phone, get my Nirvana sweater on and hug it close to me as I sneakily made my way out of the building and headed for the park. 

       When the park came into view, I saw a certain blonde headed figure sitting down on one of the benches and I sit behind her wrapping my arms around her waist and nuzzling my head into her shoulder. She immediately leaned back into me. Both of our bodies relaxing at each other's touch. 

     "I'm sorry," I mumble into her shoulder. She hums in response.

     "I thought we already talked about this?" She says looking over her shoulder. I nod. 

     "I know... I still feel bad." She got out of my embrace and I immediately missed the warmth, but she turns around in my arms and wraps her legs around my waist and hangs her arms loosely around my neck. 

     "So do I, but we should get over it, I think we've both learned our lesson." Our foreheads touch and we stay that way for a little while. Then she started to raise her head a little and I copied her movements. Little by little, our lips get closer to each other and when they finally connect, we don't dare move, we want to stay there. Then our mouths start to move, desynchronized at first but eventually they got into sync. I caress the back of her neck and tilt my head to deepen the kiss. There was a hesitation in the kiss, both of us were breathing heavily and kid you not, when I say I moaned when her tongue invaded my mouth, I fucking mean  I moaned when her tongue invaded my mouth. 

     "Oh lord," I whimper as our tongues fight for dominance, and surprisingly, I won. I sat up and realized that I was now straddling her lap and I pulled away, panting for breath and so did she. It was really dark out now I haven't even noticed at all. It was cold enough for us to see our breath. I looked down at her and she looked so beautiful. 

     "We... We should probably stop," I say, more to myself than her. Her eyes still looking into mine, she nods and I slowly get off of her and when we're both up, we start walking back to our dorms hand in hand. Before we went our separate ways, I kissed her softly and took my time before pulling back again. 

     "See you later?" I ask her. She nods and pecks my forehead. 

     Well that was nice.

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MOMO'S POV

     I wake up to the bright light shining through my eyes. I groan as I sloppily get up from my bed and stretching. I felt oddly calm and I couldn't figure out why. Todoroki slams my door (totally not scaring the shit out of me) open and barges in.

     "Todoroki what the fu-?" I scream (because I totally wasn't just scared shitless).

     "I have a new theory," he starts ignoring my outburst. I cross my arms; he continues. 

      "So what if you're Santa's-?" 

      "Really?!" 

     "But wait. There's more.'' I roll my eyes. It's too early in the morning for this. On a weekend morning no less. I stay quiet and let him continue.

     (Okay I got this from a meme don't judge)

     "So you know how olive oil is made of olives?" I quirk an eyebrow at him confused at where this is going.

     "Yes..." I'm scared now. 

     "Alright so baby oil-" Oh god.

     "Okay I get the point, just stop talking please!" I say standing up and pushing him out my door and when he turns with a questioning look, "I've gotta get dressed and sulk a little more before you bother me again, okay?" He just nods and walks away. I close to door slowly and turn around. I can't believe I just said that out loud. I shrug and get dressed. 

      I walk into the common room and see Jirou laying on the couch staring at the ceiling holding her guitar as if she was playing. She doesn't hear me walking in (which is weird because of her quirk), maybe because she had headphones on blasting music loud enough to where I could hear it from across the room. And the thought of going up to her and laying on her and cuddling but I shook it from my head. 

      I walk up to the couch and kneel before Jirou and tap her shoulder and she jolts up, making me jump back and falling on my ass. 

     I started laughing and could feel Jirou look at me, but I couldn't stop; her reaction was so cute. And pretty soon she was laughing with me. She somehow made her way down to the floor with me and we were holding each other up because we were so weak from laughing. 

     Once we calmed down we realized how close we were and we didn't jump away right away (which gave me time to study her features) and we just looked into each other's eyes and she was the first one to slowly retreat herself (unfortunately) and I tried to not show I was upset. I don't know if I was successful or not. I stood up, offering my hand, which she took thankfully. Once we were both up, without saying anything we both just kind of retreated from each other, going separate ways. As I'm walking away, I couldn't help the grin from forming on my face. 

     "Well shit." 


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