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11. Aftermath

When you wake up, you're sober and sore, memories of what happened with Keigo last night fresh in your mind. And god do you regret it. You promised yourself you wouldn't be another girl he slept with and only a few days later, you break it.

What makes it worse is the history you two have. You two used to be best friends, then nothing, then barely acquaintances, and now you fucked him? What were you thinking?

You never should've bothered texting him, you never should've let him in your room, you never should've heard him out and listened to that bullshit excuse he gave, you never should've argued with him, and you never should've let him kiss you. You shouldn't have done a lot of things. And you can't take them back now, no matter how much you want to.

  Fuck, what would Dabi think? He never said you two are together or anything, so it's not like you cheated on him, but you still can't help but feel guilty.

How are you two even going to finish your project? Things are going to be so awkward, you doubt you'll be able to focus. You wish you could forget this ever happened. If only you had one of those stupid Men In Black mind erasing things that would wipe your brain clean and give you a fresh new slate.

  You groan shoving your pillow on your face. You want to suffocate yourself and die right here. But you can't, so you force yourself to get up and groggily walk over to the bathroom to take a shower.

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"I fucked up," Keigo grumbles as he joins the table Miruko's sitting at in the dining hall, slumping down in his seat.

"What?" She asks, chugging her protein drink and glancing over at him. He looks like he's barely slept, his eyes all bloodshot with bags under of them, slouching in his chair.

Miruko herself, on the other hand, looks great. Well rested, like she always needs to be considering that she's a student-athlete. Her white hair is neatly brushed and pulled back into a ponytail, her clothes fresh and clean. She grins at him curiously, crimson eyes locking with his golden ones. "What happened?"

"I forgot that (y/n) and I made plans to work on our project yesterday, and went to the party instead. But then I got all these texts from her and I felt like shit, so I went to go see her and I was a bit tipsy and so was she and we got into this argument and..." He trails off, not wanting to continue, but Rumi pushes him further. "And what? You can't just stop your story there."

"And I kissed her and we-"

"No way. No fucking way. You fucked her?" She immediately lightens up, much more invested in the conversation, and speaking way too loud for Keigo's liking.

"I know, I know. Shut up, people are looking." He hisses, and Miruko is basically bouncing off the walls, her mouth gaping open, a shit-eating grin on her face.

"Out of all the times to have sex with her, when you're finishing up your group project? Jesus, Hawks." She remarks, and he groans, hiding his face in his hands, only feeling worse about the situation.

Miruko rests her cheek on her palm, her attitude switching from smug and incredulous, to curious and eager. "Okay, so you both fucked up, and it was a big mistake, but how was it? Being with her like that?"

"It was amazing. She was so good but-" Oh God, here it comes. "But I told her I loved her."

"You WHAT?" She roars, bursting out into laughter. And Keigo regrets saying that the moment it slips out of his mouth. She's never going to let him live this down.

She laughs and laughs, smacking the table and making it shake underneath her, almost choking at one point where she is wheezing and crying. After a good two minutes of Hawks wanting to just jump off a building and Miruko laughing her ass off, she eventually calms down, wiping a tear away, letting out a long sigh.

"Did you mean it? Do you love her?" She finally asks. The question throws Keigo off guard from her previously humorous behavior.

He goes quiet, hesitating before answering. "I told her I didn't but, I don't know. We were so close for such a long time, and then we weren't and then we got these classes together, and- It's complicated."

"And you loved her back then?" There's a thoughtful expression on Rumi's face, as she awaits Keigo's answer.

Despite how charming and charismatic he is, Hawks doesn't consider himself a super affectionate person. Sure, lots of people revolve around him and like him, but there are only a select few he truly cares for. Like Rumi and you.

"Well, we spent every single second together. She was there for me, I was there for her, and it was just— yes. Yes, I loved her back then." Keigo finishes simply, not wanting to get all emotional about this, some feelings he thought he buried tugging at his heart. "But that was a long time ago, and we've both changed so much and it's different now."

Rumi smiles softly, putting her hand on his, and looking deeply into Keigo's eyes. "Is it?"

He tries to ignore all the memories that come flooding back to him. The good, the bad, the happy, the sad. He shouldn't be getting nostalgic right now. He should just focus on how to fix this and get out of this situation.

"It doesn't matter. What matters is you telling me what to do to get out of this." He says, shaking his head.

"Well, you can face it head-on like a man and get the elephant out of the room." Miruko leans back, moving her hand off of his, instead slipping them behind her head.

"I'm not feeling very manly right now. Is there another option?" Hawks asks sheepishly, making his companion sigh and shake her head. "You're going to have to talk about it eventually, I don't see the point in avoiding it. But I guess, maybe somehow you can manage to ignore it?"

"If that's the only other option, then sure."

(A/N: YUUHHHH MY BABY MIRUKO

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